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Chapter 7- Captured.

(Isabella P.O.V)

I was waiting within the shadows of Knocturn Alley, watching for the signal. I was there in my Death Eater robes, but my mask was different to the others. It covered the top half of my face and followed the curve of my face, to my chin and back up, the two pieces of metal meeting in sharp points. There were other Death Eaters behind me, and they were all waiting, mostly impatiently, to begin. I saw green and silver sparks fly into the air.

"Go." I said.

Spells were fired, and the others rushed passed me. I stuck to the shadows, and followed them out into Diagon Alley. I threw several spells at the aurors and order members in the alley, but kept most of my attention on finding Potter and Granger. Voldemort wanted them, and he would get them.

I saw the Granger girl, and then I saw Potter. I knew the perfect way to get to him. I grinned manically. I willed the shadows out into the centre of the Alley and they grabbed Granger.

"HERMIONE!" I heard Potter yell. Gotcha.

I made the trail easy enough to follow, and had the shadows suspend Granger by her wrists in the centre of Knocturn Alley. I stayed hidden at the side, not being seen. Granger struggled against her bindings, but her attempts were useless. Potter soon came running down the alley.

"Mione, don't worry, I'll get you down." He said, and he pointed his wand at the shadows holding her wrists. I had the shadows pluck the wand out of his hand, and bring it towards me. I caught it, and he looked round at me, as I revealed myself.

"So, so easy." I said. "You need to start thinking, Potter." I said. "How do you think I got you down here?" I manipulated the shadows once more, and I had Potter in the same hold as Granger.

"Your precious Master send you after me?" Potter asked.

"The both of you, actually. He has an offer, which he wants to extend to you personally. It's my job to deliver you to him."

"Like we'd accept any offer from Voldemort." Hermione spat.

"If you want to get out from under manipulations you will." I said. "But, enough talk." I pulled two necklaces out of my robe pocket, and walked over to Potter. I fastened it round his neck, and activated the portkey spell on it. I then walked over to Granger. "You'd be wise to listen to him." I said as I fastened the necklace round her throat. "It's an opportunity to live." I activated the other portkey, and watched as she disappeared. My instincts went wild in warning, just as something slammed into my body. I dropped to the floor, and my vision blurred. I rolled over, and saw the outlines of two people before I passed out.


(No P.O.V)

Mad-Eye and Kingsley looked down at the unconscious Death Eater in front of them. She seemed to be different to the others. At least, her mask indicated that she was different. Mad-Eye bound her and the two apparated away to headquarters.

When they appeared they walked into the house, down the hall and into the kitchen. Professor Dumbledore, the Cullens, Sirius Black and Molly Weasley were already there. They slammed the Death Eater into a chair, undid the bindings, and then reaffixed them so she was tied to the chair. Her mask still covered her face, so they didn't know who she was yet.

"We caught this piece of trash, Albus. But at a cost." Moody said.

"What cost, Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.

"Potter and Granger were caught." Mad-Eye growled out.

"WHAT!" Sirius yelled.

Other members of the Order started to file in, and the Weasleys were all there, and so was Snape.

"Take her mask off, Alastor, and wake her up." Dumbledore said.

Moody did, but because her head was bowed, her face wasn't yet visible, her curled hair creating a shield. "Enervate."


(Isabella P.O.V)

I stirred, and the first thing I noticed was the bindings keeping me in place. The second was the fact that my mask was gone. I opened my eyes, and saw the ropes. I then saw my mask on the floor. I looked up slowly, and came face to face with Mad-Eye Moody. The man who should have been my fifth year defence Professor.

I smiled. "Well, well, well. I've been caught." I started laughing like a maniac. It was a trait I shared with my mother. "But you're two late. Your precious saviour has gone. And so has one of the best witches you had on your side."

"We'll get them back, Miss Swan." A calm voice said.

"It's LeStrange." I said, looking round to see Dumbledore. "And I doubt it. Oh, have you heard from Charlie lately?" I asked.

Dumbledore began looking worried.

"Oh, they didn't tell you?" I asked looking at the Cullens. "Or were they not informed that he was a blood traitor? And you know what we do to Blood Traitors Dumbledore." I cackled.

"You killed him Isabella?"

"Yes. He was my second kill. A muggle was the first. Then a couple of other muggles and Mudbloods, then Esme. You get the picture."

"What is Voldemort planning?"

"Not telling." I said.

"Oh come now, you must know."

"I'm not a fool, Dumbledore. And I know your manipulations. I know how you may as well have been the one to utter the killing curse that killed the Potters. I know how the Prophecy was subjective, but you made it look infallible. You manipulated the Potters to their deaths. All to get your hands on a malleable little weapon." As I finished speaking, I called the shadows to surround and protect me. Some shadows cut the ropes that bound me.

"You are a master manipulator Dumbledore. I'll give you that. But your time has nearly come, old man. The Dark Lord will kill you, and you will fall from grace. You have been slyly removing your opposition for years now. But soon, you will die. And I will be there to see it."

I pulled my wand to me, and fled the room. I shed any tracking spells that had been cast on me, just as I left the house. I ran down the front steps, and onto the street. Just then, I was tackled to the ground. I had the shadows pull my attacker off me, and I looked up to see Carlisle. I stood, and tapped my wand against his cheek.

"Oh Carlisle. Such a good man. Such an unchangeably good man. Goodbye."

The shadows tore him apart, and I lit him on fire, before apperating away.


A/N: So, what do you think?