Kate ran, dodging families from both sides who were reuniting. She sprinted down the halls, wanting to run from this place and all the memories of the last night. Fred, Professor Lupin, Tonks, and all the others she had lost swam in her mind, their faces on her tear drops. She envied the others, who were held closely in the arms of a mother or father or a sibling. They had someone to share the pain with, someone to dry their tears and calm their fears. She had no one. She was an only child, born to muggles.
She ran across the grounds, past the chared remains of the whomping willow, into the Forbidden Forest. It hurt, to run, but it had always been her escape. That and flying. She could out-fly even Harry himself, though she'd never had the desire to join the quidditch team . She prefered to fly at night, in the stars.
Suddenly she heard a low moan from her left. She came to a stop, and followed the sound. The brambles scratched her face, and tangled in her robes. Kate leaned against a tree, waiting for a bout of dizziness to subside before continuing. She'd gotten thrown down the steps during the battle, and had hit her head, blacking out for a few seconds. She supposed she was injured.
" Hey..." Kate knelt beside the woman, and stroked the tangled, leaf and twiggy mess of black curls. "Im Kate. I want to help you, ok?" Hearing no response, she turned the woman over in her arms, supporting her head like one would a baby. She gasped. The woman was none other than Bellatrix Lestrange, the beautiful deatheater she'd admired silently for the past year. Bellatrix had assissted Snape often this past year, and had always been seen around Hogwarts. She admired her, the unbridled passion and craziness made her alluring. She never dreamed she'd be this close to her.
"Bellatrix! Are you ok? You have to be. Please. Good God, don't die on me now-" she didnt notice she was crying, face buried in Bellatrix's shoulder.


Bellastix's mind was in a state of intense, if not frightening confusion. Her head hurt with a pain far greater than anything she had ever felt before. All she saw was darkness and spots of red, green, and blue lights in her vision. As he mind begun to resurface from it state of unconsciousness, she slowly opened her eyes and cast a pained look at her surroundings. She was in a place she did not recognize, a forest with dense underbrush and towering trees that loomed over her. Curious, she tested her movement but found that vines had woven around her limbs and kept her firmly in place. Annoyed by the plants and whatever else tangled her, she attempted to sit up but felt a great deal of pain that reached from her chest to her stomach. An involuntary shout escaped her and she thrashed about with all her might but to no avail. She sighed, far too tired to struggle, shout, or scream in anger any further. Instead, she closed her eyes and relaxed in order to regain her strength.

With nothing more to do, Bellatrix thought in an almost chilling silence. If anyone found her right now, they would be unnerved by how the usually loud and wicked woman was so quiet. Her memories were jumbled and she only vaguely remembered a battle with an orange haired woman. She frowned when she realized she had been defeated and shattered into thousands of pieces. How she ended up here, alive, when she was so sure she had died not too long ago, was a mystery all on its own. After a while, her world grew quiet and she drifted off into a deep sleep, one plagued by nightmares that she took joy in.

After what seemed like several hours, Bellatrix was rudely awoken by a strange voice and something warm against her shoulder. It took her a split second to realize that she was in very close proximity to someone and her eyes shot open. She no longer felt the pressure of the vines that held her down, but barely noticed this as he attention was now fully on the person next to her. A snarl threatened to escape her as the girl next to her dared to touch her hair. Bellatrix fumbled for her wand but found nothing and instead thrust out her arm and gripped the younger girl by the back of her robes. Slowly, she pried the intruder off of her shoulder, somewhat bewildered by the girl's bravery to approach a death eater in such a manner. "Careful,girl. Bellatrix spoke in a low and cold tone, a mad look in her eyes and a crazed smile on her face. "Even like this I can still kill you."