I wake up slowly. I'm in a dark room. I'm bound and almost vertical. I feel all loopy and sleepy. I can't feel my glasses on my face. Yet everything looks clear even with glasses. Everything looks dark. This room doesn't look very clean. It looks like I'm in the sewers. It smells awful down here. Like a mix of shit and chemicals. I want to grip my nose but I'm tied.

"You're awake finally." Luca walks over to me.

"Where...?" I ask.

"Ah. You're safe." He says.

Safe isn't the word I'd use to describe this situation. 

"Normally I'd wait for the full moon to do this, but Marcus insist I do it." He says.

"Marcus...?" I ask. 

"You've never heard of him? What have you learned about Vampires?" He asks.

"Vampires...?"

"My dear boy, you are so naive." He holds up a bowl to my lips.

I ignore him. 

"You must drink up. You've been asleep for quite a while." He says.

"How...long?" I ask.

"Three days." He answers.

I appreciate the honesty. My eyes widen. I've been gone for three days?! What of Hermoine?! What of Ron? Are they looking for me? Is Dumbledor looking for me? I decide to drink it. I'm starving. Thankfully it's chicken noodle soup.

"This does remind me of a bone broth my mother made for me. Although this is more modern." Luca chuckles.

"Why... am I here?" I ask.

"You're the Chosen one of course. But you will be so much more than that." He says.