This is just a first try, this is my first submission. I'm planning on adding more soon. :) Enjoy!
My steps echoed as I stepped into the room. It was large, shadowed, so dark that I couldn't see much. There was just a large fireplace, an over-sized chandelier, and a group of death eaters…
This room is familiar. I know this room somehow… Draco stands over by the fireplace. What the heck is he doing here? But I have no time to dwell on that. Just at that moment, I see her. The lady dressed in black, with wild hair atop her hair and big eyes filled with evil smugness. Her bony white hand stretches out, grabs my hair…
Stop! I try to scream. But I can't. She is choking me. Her other hand is grasped around my throat…
Don't hurt him! Too late, she has thrown Ron, my Ron, down the stone stairs. He left me to die. Again.
No, it's her fault. Ron, don't leave!
"We're going to have a little talk, girl to girl!" Bellatrix cackles at me, jerking my head back by my hair. The pain brings tears to my eyes, but I blink them away.
Suddenly, I am on the stone floor. It is hard, merciless, cold. Like her. My arm…
"AHHHH" I scream loudly. I can't hold in my pain anymore. She is cutting me, I'm going to die…
Ron, help me, Ron. Someone, please…