"Where's Prim?" Scorpious cried, his eyes wide and fearful underneath the stars on Hogwarts grounds.

Victoria simply looked down upon him. An expressionless look fell upon her shadowy face.

"You sent a helpless girl to Azkaban?" Scorpious winced.

She still said nothing.

"It's too late now, isn't it?" Scorpious asked.

"She's never comming back," Victoria said.

Oh, but she will, Scorpios thought. He'd go there to get her himself.

As a matter of fact, it wasn't too late.

In an instant Scorpious dashed back into hogwarts and in back into the common room where Elias and Nora were still talking.

"Fretting, are you?" Nora asked anoyingly.

"Shut up," Scorpious muttered, grabbing his broom.

"Leave to get her and you'll be expelled from hogwarts," Nora said.

"I've had enough of you tonight Nora!" Scorpious shouted, his face beat red. The sight of him had Nora quivering. She didn't want to see him this mad. No, she cared about him too much. She was just jelous of Prim, that was all. A jelousy that went beyond any emotion she had.

"What are you doing?" Nora cowered as Scorpious came towards her.

Scorpious grabbed Nora's arm and uttered a few words from his lips.

A light had flashed and both of them disapeared.

When they landed, they were certainly no where near Hogwarts anymore. In fact, they were on a still, quiet place.

Nora was shaking like mad. Her eyes were horribly wide now, looking around every which way.

"Scorpious?" she shook. "Where are we?"

"You asked for this," he said, taking in deep breaths.

Suddenly an arrow shot out from practically no where, landing right between Nora's long, sprawled out fingers.

Scorpious heart stopped. They were not in a normal woods.

Another arrow came at them, just barely missing when Scorpious used a spell to zap it away.

Then, right before their eyes two children, around thirteen years old were fighting each other to the death.

Nora watched intently as blood spilled from their small, rather inocent bodies. They were screaming in pain, crying, with barely enough wepons on them to get the job done quick.

If the children had seen them watching, she was certain they'd be after them instead.

One of the children gave one last cry of pain and fell to the ground, an arrow struck in her heart.

The victor looked away from the dead body, tears streaming down his face. He cried hard in pain, both physically and emotionally until his eyes rested upon Scorpious and Nora.

Scorpious grabbed a hold of Nora's hand as they vannished back to Hogwarts.

"Tell me now," Scorpious cried, tears swelling in his eyes as they sat on Hogwarts grounds. "Tell me you want to help her."

"I..." Nora chocked as she began recalling the fight. Her soul was natually cold, being a slytherin. Her ancestors were all the same way. Wickedness was instilled deep in her blood.

But what she had just witnessed was beyond anything she could imagine.

Children, fighting for the death? How did it make sense.

"I'll do whatever I can," Nora said, taking a hold of Scorpious's hand.