I own no one, JK Rowling owns it all.
A/N This chapter basically says 'fuck it' to the book, so don't be expecting the battle in the department of mysteries in perfect detail, because it's not, in any way.
WARNING!: Contains mild homosexual bashing. I apologize sincerley
Department of Mysteries, five weeks later
"Good, god! we've been here for over three hours! When are they going to get here!" Bellatrix said getting up from the floor and walking around again.
"Just be patient, Bellatrix," Lucius said calmly, flicking his wand light on and off, "they'll be here soon enough. You know Potter can't resist playing the hero, especially when it involves people he cares about. Besides where do you have to be anyway? You just escaped prison a few weeks ago, surly you can wait a few more hours before you go running off to the dark lord and spreading your legs." Bella glared at him while he just smiled coyly.
"Why do delight in insulting me? What have I ever done to you?"
"Nothing," he said getting up from the floor and walking over to her. "There lies the problem." She let out a small scoff
"so because I won't sleep with you, my sisters husband, you feel the need to degrade me every chance you get?"
"Oh please, Bella," he said getting right in front of her and looking her over, "we both know if I wasn't married to Narcissa, you would jump me without a moments notice."
"Sorry, Lucius," she said coldly, "I prefer men who has hair shorter then my own, not ones who look like fags."
Lucius glared at her then grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.
"You little wench."
"Let go of me, you pathetic little-"
"it's got to be around here somewhere," they heard a voice say. They both snapped there heads towards the voice and saw a large collection of bright green lights coming towards them.
"It's Potter," Lucius mumbled letting go of Bella's arm. He motioned to the other death eaters who were on the other side of the long hall. Rabastan and Rodolphus Lestrange, along with Crabbe and Goyle ran over to them.
"What's going on?" Rodolphus asked getting out his wand.
"Potter and his groupies are here," Lucius said softly. "Remember, no spells until we get the prophecy. Do you understand, no spells!"
They all got out there wands and backed up against one of the walls. They peered around the corner and watched Harry grab the small orb from the shelf.
"Very good, Potter. Now turn around, nice and slowly, and give that to me."
She saw Harry and the rest of them turn towards them as they all lit there wands up. She let out a small chuckle as she saw Neville looking at them fearfully,
"Neville Longbottom is it? How's mum and dad?"
"Better now that they'll about to be avenged!" Neville yelled aiming his wand at her, her doing the same.
"Neville, no!" Hermione cried putting a hand on his wand quickly. Bella let out a cold laugh,
"Listen to your mud blood girlfriend, Longbottom, you haven't a chance against the dark lords most faithful." Lucius put his hand on top of Bella's wand and gently pushed it down.
" To me, Potter, to me," Lucius repeated again.
"I want to know where Sirius is!"Harry yelled
"I want to know where Sirius is!" Bellatrix mocked in a high voice
"You've got him! He's here. I know he is!"
"The little baby woke up fwightened and fort what it dweamed was twooo," Bellatrix mocked in a baby voice.
"Stupefy!" he yelled, aiming his wand at her.
"Protego!" she yelled, shattering his spell. She aimed her spell at him, a frightening look on her face,
"Avada Kedvra!"
"No!" Lucius roared deflecting her spell, "we must have the prophecy first!"
But no one seemed to listen as she and the rest of the death eaters continued to shoot spells at them Harry and the rest of the group shot spells at them.
"Now!" Harry yelled, aiming his spell at Crabbe, who flew backwards, smashing several of the glass orbs. They all took off running in different directions, all trying to confuse them.
"God damn it, Bella!" Lucius roared turning to her. "I told you no spells!"
"What was I supposed to do! Just let him stun me!"
"Look theres no use arguing now," Rodolphus said looking from Bella to Lucius. "We need to grab the prophecy, or we'll all in trouble, and Bella you wish you would have just been stunned, the dark lord's favorite or not."
"Fine, Rodolphus, you and Bella go down the right corridor, Crabbe and Goyle will go down the left, and me and Rabastan will go straight. Let's move!"
The death eaters dispersed, Bella and Rodolphus running down the corridor. They made a turn and at once saw Harry, Hermione, and Neville a few feet from a large door.
"Stupefy!" she screamed aiming her wand at Harry, who ducked and ran towards the door and opened it, slamming it closed. Rabastan and Lucius came running into the room, just in time to see the door slam shut.
"What are you doing!" Bella screamed, "you're supposed to be on the other side!"
"The corridor led us here!" Lucius yelled back.
"It doesn't mean anything! We got Potter!" Rodolphus yelled motioning to the door.
Lucius stormed up to the door and blasted it open with his wand.
They saw the group of teenagers looking at them fearfully, Harry's wand pointed at the door.
Before he had opened his mouth even a fraction, Bella pointed her wand at him
"Expelliarmus!" and his wand flew several feet away. He held prophecy over his head.
"Give me the prophecy now, Potter," Lucius said calmly as all four of them made there way into the room.
"Let us go or I smash it!" Harry yelled, his voice shaking.
Bella let out a cold laugh,
"Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter. Very well, then. Get me Longbottom," she said to her husband, aiming her wand at Harry,"unless of course, Potter wants to give me the prophecy. I wonder how long it'll be before he cracks like his parents," she asked, her lips curling into a cold sneer.
"You'll have to smash this if you want to attack any of us! I don't think your boss will be too pleased if you come back without it will he?"
Bellatrix growled then aimed her wand at Harry, knowing all to well this was right.
"So, what kind of prophesy are we talking about anyways?"
"What kind of prophesy? You jest, Harry Potter."
"Nope, not jesting. So how come Voldemort wants it?"
Bellatrix's eyes widened "You dare speak his name?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I've got no problem saying Vold—"
"Shut your mouth!" she screamed. "You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue! You dare!"
"Did you know he's a half-blood too? Voldemort? Yeah, his mother was a witch but his dad was a muggle…Or has he been telling you lot that he's a pure blood?"
She raised her wand above her head, forgetting she was not to attack.
"Crucio!" she screamed, bringing it down, aiming it at Harry
"Expelliarmus!" Hermione yelled at the same moment, stepping in front of Harry.
What happened next, no one could have pictured. When the two spells collided in midair, they didn't clash together as most spells do when they collide. Instead, they formed together, a bright gold light forming from the place where they met.
Harry's eyes widened, as did the rest of the people in the room. He looked at Hermione, thinking he was going to see a look of triumph on her face. But instead she saw a look of fear and confusion as the light got brighter. He turned toward Bella who had the same look of confusion and fear etched on her face.
The both of them were jerked forward, Hermione nearly falling to the ground, but she kept a hold on her wand.
"What the hell are you doing, you filthy mud blood!" Bella screamed as they were pulled closer together. Hermione whimpered in fear as she pulled her wand, trying to break the connection, but it didn't seem to be working. Bella also tugged at her wand, but it seemed the connection was too powerful for either witch to break.
Hermione tugged desperately as she was now only inches away from Bella. With one final pull, both wands ends connected, the bright gold light, brighter then ever.
"Hermione!" Neville yelled as he ran up to the two of them, aiming his wand at Bellatrix.
"No!" Harry yelled, you might hit Hermione!" Nevile kept his wand raised but didn't do anything as he continued to look on with fear.
Hermione tried to pull her wand away from hers, but the two wands seemed stuck together as if held by super glue, the light growing brighter and brighter.
Bella let out a yell of frustration as she jerked the wands upward, but it did no good, and they continued to stay stuck. Then, a sound, almost a whisper, began to erupt from the wands.
"Matris parvulus," it began softly, the grew even louder. "Matris parvulus, matris parvulus, matris parvulus."
With a loud, almost ear shattering explosion, the light surrounded the both of them, blocking all others from view. Bella continued to struggle as the incantation continued and the light swirled around them. She looked at Hermione, about to yell at her to stop it, but her voice lost her when she looked at her. She didn't look like herself, her brown hair had gone pitch black and grown longer, crazier, more curlier, and her skin had paled a tiny bit. Bella looked at her in confusion, before Hermione looked up at her and looked in her eyes. It was like looking in a mirror. Bella's eyes widened as she finally stopped resisting against the wands, not entirely believing what she was seeing, a single whisper escaping her mouth.
"Filia."
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