Harry crept through the middle of the common room in muggle army clothing.

"Shh I'm on a secret mission." He called then bumping into to Ginny he cried,

"The chamber is calling me!" running out of the portrait hole he bumped into Luna who linked arms with him and they skipped to Myrtle's bathroom capturing with tinsel Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Blaise Zabini, Dumbledore, the Patil twins for some reason and Hannah Abbot from Hufflepuff for the scream factor obviously though the Slytherins looked terrified if not for their lives then their reputations. Draco was wrapped in bright purple glittery tinsel, Blaise was wrapped in bright orange tinsel and Snape was wrapped in bright red glittery tinsel that was the epitome of Gryffindor. Dumbledore was trussed up like a turkey in house coloured tinsel and it meant that he was completely incapable of doing anything for himself so was being dragged by Luna in a vague kind of way.

Everyone who saw was stunned at the group until Ginny recovered then screamed,

"Harry!!!!! Don't you dare go down to the chamber of secrets!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Harry was in deep shit. He had been ambushed and now people were trying to kill him.

"Today is not my day." He muttered as he had his fingers broken.

"Any last wishes?" the lead torturer asked, Harry looked up, the group weren't death eaters.

"Yes actually can someone scribe a letter for me?" his remaining eye swept over the group before his mind reattempted to block out the pain.

"Sure." One stepped forward with a quill and parchment.

"Address it to the Dark Lord Voldemort on the cover, you ready." The scribe nodded, as the others looked at their prisoner flabbergasted,

"Dear Tom, I believe you mentioned at some point that if someone killed me I was to write a note informing who they were so you could 'get them back' I believe you said. The group is the Pantheism Acolytes and I was captured on the fifteenth of August. They don't tell me the date but I surmise that people are worried about me, you included as you always worry when I'm quiet, as I tend to be plotting. Glad I met everyone I did and if you could, talk to the goblin Griphook or at least tell some one who can without raising an incident. My will is all set out just alert the right people and no killing the Weasleys or Hermione or Remus after my death for at least a year. Thanks. From Harry or TBWLTSPOVBBKBSE (the boy who lived to seriously piss off Voldemort by being killed by someone else)."