VOLDEMORT'S POV
What is today? February 11th. I looked at the date and gritted my teeth. A week from now, and that damnable, blasted day comes again. February 21st, her birthday- Isabella's birthday- my daughter's birthday. I looked at the picture of her hanging on the wall. She was laughing, her big emerald eyes sparkling with happiness. Her thick black hair was a mess of curls on her head, just like her mother's, Bellatrix. She was just a baby! I hissed in anger.
They kidnapped her! Took her away! For all I know, she's good as dead.
"CRUCIO!" I threw the spell at the wall. I need someone to torture. My DeathEater's better bring back some good prisoner's tonight…
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ISABELLA'S POV
"I linger in the doorway, of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name. Let me stay, where the wind will whisper to me, where the raindrops, as they're falling tell a story," I sang softly to myself as the raindrops started to fall.
"The nightmare, I built my own world to escape. In my field of paper flowers, and candy clouds of lullabies, I lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me." I held a crumpled piece of paper in my hand and watched as it transformed into a lovely paper rose.
I could just stay here forever, my little piece of heaven. Of course, forever, is never a possibility, especially if you're me. I heard footsteps approaching behind the thick tree's and overgrown bushes, than the murmurs of people talking.
"I'm not real sure if we're goin' the right way?" Harry stated in confusion.
"I thought it was this way- c'mon" Hermione, Ron, and Harry stumbled out from the bushes. "Oh- uh- hello Isabella, shouldn't you be walking back to Hogwarts? It's really starting to rain…" Hermione said.
"Oh-Hi! I actually don't mine the rain," I simply replied. I held out my hands for the rain to fall on, and then smiled. I gave a little shrug. The rain has always been a comfort to me, especially through all the times I've been really upset with no one to talk too.
"Still, we're supposed to be back soon…it'll get dark and you don't wanna get into any trouble," Hermione said.
"Who cares if she gets in trouble, Hermione. She's a bloody Slytherin," Ron muttered, loud enough I could still hear it. My eyes narrowed.
"RONALD!" Hermione said in a sharp tone. She looked at me apologetically.
"Afraid I'll bite?" I asked as I opened my mouth and hissed, "As if I have fangs." I huffed. Yes, I'm a Slytherin; does that really mean I'm going to turn into your worst nightmare? Maybe, Maybe not. Depends. Hogwarts's has changed my life so much, but I guess there are some things you just can't escape: the judgment of others. "Are you going to sprout a mane and roar? Because I thought we we're both witches and wizards here?"
Ron turned bright red. He opened his mouth but didn't really know how to respond. An awkward silence filled the air. I don't want to hate them, any more than I want them to hate me. I shook my head. I don't understand this awful feud between my house and theirs...Tensions are high, I get that…and most of the Gryffindor's parents fight for the "Light" side, while most of the Slytherin parents fight for the "Dark" side…Still….The way parents influence their kid's judgements. I guess that's just another thing I'll never understand.
"We should really get-" Harry started but was cut off when a piercing scream filled the air. We all jumped at the sound.
"What the-"
"Bloody"
"Hell!"
"It sounded like someone's in trouble…" I said and started walking towards the scream. You can't just leave a screaming person…
"I- I think we should go back to the castle NOW" Hermione said sharply. Harry shook his head.
"We can't just ignore the scream," He said. All of the sudden, more shrieks and screams filled the air than I have ever heard in my life. I started running towards them. Harry followed close behind as well as a reluctant Ron and Hermione.
"Harry! It sounds like they're under attack. W-We can help them better by getting Dumble-" Hermione started.
"There's no time to get Dumbledore!" He replied.
"How the bloody hell are we going to help?" Ron practically screamed.
I felt the heat of the flames, before we even reached Hogsmeade. This was bad. This was really bad. My stomach twisted into a knot as we approached the burning buildings. Everywhere, people were running around fleeing as fast as they could. We shouldn't have come. We definitely should not have come. SO STUPID.
In the middle of the street were a group of dark cloaked masked wizards shooting spells off into every direction. My stomach jolted as I realized who they were.
"D-DeathEaters. G-guys, we have to get out of h-here." Hermione shouted over the kayos. I realize that Hermione. I think we all have realized that.
A woman with out of control curly black hair, and a wicked grin on her face shot the crucio curse at Ron. He got out of the way just in time for the curse to hit me instead.
Shooting pains course through my body, making my legs give out and I drop to floor in agony. I hear a scream, is that me? Am I going to die today? I always knew I'd die young…
The spell finally stopped, but the pain still echoed through my bones. I look up through my blurred vision and see Harry and Ron shooting spells at the women. Hermione is at my side, trying to help me to my feet. My survival instincts kick in.
I scramble to my feet, but groan from the pain. I work through it. I have to get out of here. I'm a survivor, i can do this.
"Harrrrry Pottterrrr. Looky here!" The women shouted to the other DeathEaters who turned their attention to her, "Harry Potter!" She cackled widely. Suddenly, there are seven shouting curses at us. I groaned. This is bad, but Miss. Isabella does not go down without a fight.
"Stupefy!" I scream- hitting one directly in the chest.
"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!" I continue as fast as I can, leaving as little reaction time as possible. Two of the three hit their target. Four left.
Harry is being bombarded with spells, desperately trying to dodge and block each one. He's going to be hit soon, I know he can't dodge these forever. They're after him…If he's the savior or whatever- He really needs to get out of here.
"Harry! RUN! All of you! RUN! I'll try my best to hold them off!" I shouted and sent some more spells at them.
"We Can't leav-" he began to shout back, but Ron grabbed his arm and Hermione's and forced them to take the opportunity.
"HE'S GETTING AWAY!" She screeched. I have to hold them off…
"CONFRINGO!" My spell hit the ground and huge flames erupted before them. The blonde DeathEater's foot catches on fire. I can't help but let out a small chuckle as he frantically tries to put it out. I can tell they were beyond pissed. A multitude of spells shot at me at once.
"CRUCIO!" "STUPEFY!" "EXPELLIARMUS!" "FURNUNCULUS!"
I skillfully shielded myself. I have to try and get out of here…I saw the ministry Auror's arriving, but none came to save my sorry ass. The fire's out. I can't hide behind this shield forever, it's growing weaker with every spell shot at it. I took a deep breath. This is no time to panic…no time to panic.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted at the tallest one. He dodged it. Damn. I put the shield back into place. I need to concentrate. What would be the best strategy to get out of here? I need somewhere I can protect myself easier.
"STUPEFY!" I screamed as I ran behind a tree. It's burning on the top…
Tree Fall. Please Fall. Fall Tree. Fall on The Deatheaters. The tree came crashing down on where they were standing. I've always been good with wandless magic.
Two were hit. The black haired woman and the blonde just barely got out of its way. I closed my eyes for a second and let out a cry of relief! One V.S. Two- I could deal with this now…
"STUPEFY!" A curse came shooting at me, hitting me in the chest.
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VOLDEMORT'S POV
The raid on Hogsmeade ended, and my pathetic DeathEater's came back to tell me they accomplished NOTHING. They HAD him. They HAD Harry Potter cornered, and let him slip through their fingers. My rage grew inside me, as if I wasn't angry enough tonight! They HAD him. HAD!
"My Lord?" Crabbe spoke first.
"CRUCIO!" I yelled at him. He twisted onto the ground in pain. I didn't break the spell until his eyes rolled back from the pain and he passed out.
"May I speak, My Lord?" Bellatrix asked. My eyes narrowed, but I nodded. I had a soft spot for her…
"We did destroy the town. We burned it to the ground, My Lord. To the ground! We shook up the Wizarding World. Wasn't that the p-point?" I glowered at her.
"That was the point." I replied. I sat back down in my chair, as Nagini slithered up beside me. I stroked the top of her head and then looked back at the DeathEater's
"Just like you had the boy, tell me again, why you couldn't capture him?" I looked at Bellatrix and Lucius.
"There was a g-girl, My Lord. She fought us while Potter and his friends fled" Lucius exclaimed.
"A GIRL? A bloody school girl?" I hissed angrily.
"Y-yes, My Lord. She was rather advanced!"
"A child took down five of my DeathEaters? Is she dead yet?" I asked
"No! We- We have her! We captured her along with the three auror's, My Lord!" Bellatrix said with a gleeful expression. She loved to torture the captured. I couldn't help but smile at her blood thirst. It only seemed to get worse after the loss of our daughter.
"Bring them forth."
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