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Of course, another hour later, I wasn't feeling at all as confident as I had been walking out of the owlery with no teachers to stop me and a very well thought out plan in sight.

Those doses of Felix we had taken definitely didn't last as long as I had hoped they would.

"Nothing's happening," Luna said in a frightened voice.

Indeed, whatever Snape was doing in his office, he was quiet – insanely quiet. He could just be reading a book. Or maybe even asleep. . . . Or maybe just waiting for something to happen, just as we were.

"Marlow?" Hermione asked, as if hearing my thoughts. "What will we do if nothing happens?"

"We make something happen I suppose," I said, though I prayed it wouldn't come to that.

Almost ten minutes later, poor little Flitwick came running towards the office. "DEATH EATERS IN THE CASTLE!! SEVERUS! SEVERUS! THERE'S DEATH EATERS IN THE CASTLE!"

Flitwick burst through the door. Hermione, Luna, and I stepped forward tentatively, trying to hear the slightly muted conversation.

"They've come, Severus, in the bunches! You have to come back with me! We're falling behind! You have to come back with me and help, Sev –"

There was a slight thud.

I closed my eyes, tears threatening to escape. Seconds later, Snape came running out. He stopped at the sight of us and I noticed, warily that his hand tightened slightly around his wand. "Professor Flitwick has collapsed. Go in and tend to him, but stay out of sight. I'm going to help fight."

We hurried into the office as Snape ran off. "How long shall we stay?" Luna asked as the three of us lifted Flitwick and moved him to a drab couch in Snape's office.

"Another minute," I said, looking at the grandfather clock in the corner of Snape's office. Sure enough, when the minute hand had moved, I hurried out of the office, Hermione and Luna hot on my trails.

It wasn't hard to find the battle sight. I was just in time to watch Lupin be thrown back by the barrier that blocked the stairs. A gigantic man, a Death Eater, was firing spells all over the place.

"DOWN!" I screamed, pulling on Luna and Hermione's sleeves and flinging the three of us to the ground as a green spell passed over our heads. We got back to our feet and began to help in the fight. It was odd, I noted vaguely, strangely different from just casting off spells in class (but of course it would be). But I felt calm . . . maybe because I knew we'd drive the Death Eaters out of the castle even though Dumbledore would die in the process and Bill would lose his good looks. But we'd get them out of here, we'd keep the others safe.

I kept casting glances to the barrier. It only be a minute now.

Just then, the big oaf of a Death Eater fired off a hex that caused half the ceiling to come crashing down. I felt myself being pushed out of the way, scrapping the skin off my hands in my attempt to catch myself. I was pushed back down again as I stood, Snape and Malfoy knocking into me as they ran past. This time, the fall hurt, bits of gravel catching in my hands.

"It's over, time to go!" Snape cried over the hexes and fighting.

I saw Harry, running after them . . . Fenrir Greyback breaking free to chase after him, catching him, a look of pure hunger on his face.

"Petrificus Totalus!" I cried. Fenrir went rigid as a board and Harry went running off after Snape and Malfoy once more.

A pain shot up my arm and I stumbled forward with a cry. I spun around to face Alecto, who was grinning madly. Her eyes widened at the sight of me. "YOU!" she said with a happy cry.

She shot another hex at me but I blocked, firing a jinx that hit her shoulder as she had hit mine. I think it was her mad grin more than anything that caught me off guard and allowed her to get the better of me. I found myself falling back to the floor once more, Alecto approaching me with her wand out. "The Dark Lord will be oh so proud!"

Her triumph was cut off as shortly as a red spell flashed in front of her face and she took off running, her brother appearing behind her. "Take that!" shouted Professor McGonagall.

I got back to my feet, grinning at my teacher. I always knew I liked her.

"I know, I'm on it!" I heard Harry say to Neville before shooting a hex at the giant Death Eater, who howled with pain and then, for a moment, moved as if to follow the Carrows.

"The girl! Grab the girl you big oaf!" I heard Alecto scream.

Mind you, there were many other 'girls' in that hallway, including McGonagall and Tonks, so it could have been anyone. It didn't occur to me, until the 'big oaf' was heading towards me, that that particular sentence never appeared in that book until I had. It never occurred to me, until the 'big oaf' had viciously knocked McGonagall back, that this would be the way the chapter, possibly the book, ended for me. And it certainly never occurred to me, until the 'big oaf' delivered an earth shattering blow to the side of my face, that I may never see Fred again.

Did I tell him how much I loved him in that last letter?

I felt myself being lifted from the ground and placed over the man's large shoulder, heard someone scream my name, felt someone's hand grab my fingers before being knocked down by the vicious Death Eater, felt blood drip from my mouth (my nose?), the heavy jog of the man who was kidnapping me. I should have been unconscious. I was in enough pain to want to be unconscious and yet I wasn't. From some inane reason I was still holding on, could still see the Order members and my friends chasing after us but scared to fire hexes just incase they may hit me.

The outdoor breeze brushed against me sooner than I thought it would. I heard Harry crying out hexes and heard the Carrows tripping up over each other. Looking up I could see him, tearing past us as the gigantic man was stopped and made to battle with, by the sounds of it, Hagrid.

"Ya put 'er down ya monster!" Hagrid roared.

I felt myself being jostled around as he shot spell and hex after hex and spell before setting Hagrid's house on fire, like I had known he would. I could hear Harry and Snape pairing off, could practically feel Harry's anger and could definitely feel the heat from Hagrid's house. I heard Harry screaming in pain and knew that the source of his pain was the man holding me.

"No!" I heard Snape roar. "Have you forgotten our orders? Potter belongs to the Dark Lord – we are to leave him! Go! Go! Get out of here with the girl!"

I was jostled again as the man ran, was able to see Harry realize what was happening, saw him sit up and scream, "MARLOW!"

It was then, as I was able to see the black gates, that I attempted to escape, pounding my fist against the man's back and kneeing and kicking at his chest and stomach. But it was like I was just a child and my blows were nothing but playful taps.

One last glance at Harry as he rushed at Snape ("Sectum –!"). I felt the beginnings of Apparition.

I blacked out.

It was the end of the book. Characters mulled around, some talking and laughing while others actually looked sad about Dumbledore's 'death' even though he'd be back once more once the book rewound itself.

Among those, who looked as if they're world had been crushed, were the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. None of them, not a single one, had foreseen this coming. It hadn't even occurred to them that it would, though they suppose it should have been expected considering they had warned Marlow over and over that the other side would do anything to get her to spill what she knew about the seventh book.

But kidnapping?

Hermione gave a sudden sob, burying her face into Ron's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her, his tears threatening to start up again. Mrs. Weasley had not yet stopped crying, Mr. Weasley rubbing circles on her back as she sobbed into a handkerchief. Bill and Fleur looked horribly somber ("She was to be our bridesmaid," the latter said, with a delicate sniffle).

It was to this statement that Ginny replied, "She isn't dead, you twit! Don't speak about her like she's already gone."

But was she?

Harry looked up to George, finding it strange that the other boy was so silent. But it might have been because George was simply not paying attention. Instead, he seemed to be staring off into the distant but, after further examination, he found that the older boy was staring at his twin, who had taken up refuge by the giant tree near the lake.

Harry moved towards Fred, whose eyes were shadowed by the leaves of the tree. Cautiously, Harry stood beside him. "Fred –"

"It's – it's okay, Harry," Fred said, haltingly. "You don't have to say anything."

"I should have been watching her more carefully," Harry continued anyway. "We all knew that they wanted her, knew something like this –"

"Harry." Fred stopped him once more before looking at him, eyes slightly red. "Just – don't, okay? It's not your fault. None of this knew this was going to happen. There was no way to stop it. I don't blame you."

"You can't blame yourself then."

Fred actually smirked a little. "Try telling that to Fred Seven."

"Marlow's tough Fred. We all know that. If we don't get to her, she'll break herself out."

Harry smiled slightly as Fred's smile widened. "Only because she's too stubborn to wait."

Clapping a hand on Harry's shoulder, Fred moved back to his family, where Ginny grabbed him in a fierce hug. Harry was sure he saw the other boy's shoulders shake.

He would get her out of there, wherever there was, Harry decided. Even if they had to search for a thousand Horcruxes, he'd never leave Marlow behind.

A/N: WHOO! That was a MOUTHFUL!! Hope you guys liked it. Thanks for reading and I'll see you next time (which might just be tonight at the rate I'm going). THANKS!!