will be what's leading up to this. I hope it's alright. :/ Please review.
PROLOGUE June 24, 1995
Blood was everywhere. Mona gasped and fell against the wall.
Dust from the explosion filled the room and rubble blocked the door way. Mona's wand slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor.
She raised a shaking hand to her stomach. Something had stabbed into her, a piece of debris from the blast.
Grinding her teeth, she wrapped her hand around it and pulled it out, with a cry of pain.
Mona grew dizzy from pain. Her vision clouded and she slumped down the wall, lying in a puddle of next to the other figure on the floor.
"Barty..." she whispered. She pressed her right hand to her wound. Blood gushed between her fingers.
"Shhh," he said. He was as bad as she was, bleeding profusely. Not only that, he had been affected by the Dementors, even though they hadn't entirely got his soul.
"Barty," Mona coughed. "I'm...sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't get here in time"
"Stop," he breathed. He grabbed her free hand, but she could see the simple movement cost him a great effort. "There were too many of them. Nothing you could have done."
They lay together on the cold stone floor, knowing they would die before anyone got through. Even with the aid of magic, no one even knew they were there. And if they did, would they care? Two less death eaters in the world.
"It's strange," Mona mumbled.
"What"
"This is where it all started..and now this is where it ends," she answered.
"Don't," Barty said softly.
"But it's true"
"Don't talk. Save your energy."
Mona knew he was right. But it didn't stop her from her remembering.
A/N: Kay, I know it's short, but I hope to get the next one up soon. The next one will start off showing the two of them in their first year.