A/n . Comment please! Not stickin to story. Also, Jk Rowling owns this. Not me. Also Bellatrix is a death eater, but Harry's age. Duh ducklings.
Harry's POV
All if are prepared to fight, running through the halls searching for the prophecy Voldemort wants...but can't get. Not over my dead body. Which the death eaters are overly happy to have. We hear them before we see them. We cast random spells in random directions and run as fast as we can. Hermione and Ginny and Ron in one direction and Neville, Luna and I in another. Great. We spot Lucius Malfoy and he spits us.
"Expelliarmus!" I bellow and his wands soars over to me. I snap it. He runs and I let him. I spot the other some other random death eaters and they get us. They have Ron and Hermione in their clutches as well. Ginny is nowhere to be seen. I spot the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. We lock eyes and I realize I can't fight her. No now and not ever.
"Give us the prophecy!" Lucius tells me. I shake my head.
"It's gone." He raises a wand (not his, it's broken) and the beautiful woman somes in front of me. She grabs my arm and the world spins into black, space and time are jumbled. Suddenly it clears up and were on hill.
"I apparated...I protected you. Oh..the dark lord will be displeased.." She murmurs.
"Your a death eater!" I asked. She nodded.
"Yes. I am." I look away from her beautiful, pale face, her blue, innocent eyes, her dark curls cascading down her back. She's evil.
"I'm sorry for the pain I've caused." She says shamefully. My heart yearns for her but I slap those feelings down.
"Have you ever used an unforgivable?" I ask. I have to know. I should kill her now. Before she kills me.
"No." It doesn't change-yes it-no-yes...ugh...she's confusing.
"Why did you bring me here?" I ask. To kill-
"I don't know. Just come. I'm not going to hurt you." She says in an angels voice. I follow her mindlessly.