1981

The wind blew rain into her eyes and it was hard to see. The dark cold night was wrapped around the little muggle town. Screams and cries of fear and desperation mixed with the evil laughter of death eaters and filled the air. But she could only hear a single sound. How it was possible she didn´t know, maybe because it was the only thing on her mind, the only thing important. She had just to get there, she would make it, she had to. She pressed through the crowd of wizards, muggles and death eaters, crucio-ing people in her way. Green lights were flashing everywhere. No one would see her.

Moodys POV

It was her. Years searching for her and now he´d finally found her. She was running, towards a house, or well... the remains of one. Was she fleeing? That he couldn´t believe. She was one of the most dangerous death eaters. She was the closest most loyal. Was she really giving up? Her dark brown hair could be seen even though she was cloaked. Crucio-ing people in her way she was getting closer to the house. It was definitely her and he would have to get her now, when she was alone.

End of POV

She was almost there, the crying was getting louder. She had to hurry. Someone could see her. She had to get there and aparate somewhere far away. She was close now. She could see the little bundle of green cloth lying there. She prepared herself to aparate as soon as she touched her, when she felt a big, strong hand on here shoulder. Looking back, expecting a death eater, wondering if she was fleeing, what she saw made her head explode in fear and anger. She knew now that she was caught, she could fight but it wouldn´t help her. He was big, proud and crazier looking than she had been told. This was Mad Eye Moody. The best auror in the world. The baby would die, her baby.