Chapter Two; A Life Changed

Charlotte watched as Neville was set afire, and Nagini's head was cut off. Voldemort hit Neville with a stunning curse.

"I have use for him later." cackled Voldemort, "Now, who would like to be next?"

"You monster!" shouted a voice from the crowd of students.

"Fine!", roared Voldemort, "We'll do this the hard way! AND THE BATTLE CONTINUES! You ought to surrender soon, or many more deaths will commence". Charlotte didn't know half of what was going on. Fiona, her sister grabbed her hand and ran. She stumbled after. They ran into the Great Hall, and found themselves dueling side by side against a Death Eater.

"Get… Down…" shouted Fiona as she struck a stunning curse at the Death Eater, who did indeed crumple to the ground, just as another Death Eater joined in.

"No!" cried Charlotte, "You need help!".

"I will not let my second year sister fight!" gasped Fiona, "You should have left! Just hide, but stay by my side!"

"What? You're making no sense!" Charlotte's best friend, Jackelyn, ran over, panting. Even through the crisis, she spoke in her laughing voice.

"Need a hand?" she said.

"Yes!" said Fiona and Charlotte, exasperated.

Soon, the three Ravenclaws were advancing on the one Death Eater.

But suddenly, a green jet of light shot out of the Death Eater's wand, straight at Charlotte.

"No!" shouted Fiona and Jackie together. Immediately, Jackie, jumped straight in front of Charlotte, and the curse hit Jackie straight in the shoulder. Jackie crumpled to the ground, her spunk leaving her immediately.

"Jackie! No, no, no! Jackie! Get up!" Charlotte fell to the floor on top of Jackie, shaking her crazily and crying maniacally

"Sectumsempra!". The Death Eater hit Fiona with the spell, and Fiona lashed out in pain, falling to the floor as well. Charlotte jumped up.

"A little girl, against me, I wonder who'll win?" said the Death Eater, behind the mask.

"I heard this spell, and it ought to do some harm." Anger was curling in Charlotte's blood, Fiona was injured and Jackie was… "CRUCIO!" Charlotte didn't know what sort of spell she had cast, but it worked, the Death Eater was writhing out in pain. It may be some sort of torture curse thought Charlotte and shuddered.

Charlotte crouched back down to Fiona, and stroked her bloody face. Fiona whimpered. A girl, about 18 years old, stepped towards Charlotte, and she looked up. The girl had crazily brown bushy hair tied back, and a cut on her lipp. She kneeled down.

"Is this your sister?" the bushy-haired girl asked softly, behind the chaos.

"Y-y-yes." hiccupped Charlotte. The girl pulled a liquid-filled flask out of her bag.

"Here, it's Essence of Dittany, it'll help her cuts." Charlotte took it from the girl, opened it, and gently poured it over the several cuts. Fiona hissed, but her cuts stopped bleeding, and the marks closed up, although the cuts still clear on her face.

"G-g-go, Charlotte, go with... Hermione, sh-she know what's she's d-doing. I'll b-b-be... okay."