Without warning, Mr. Malfoy appeared from the shadows.
"I'll make this simple for you, Potter. Give me the prophecy now or watch her die"
"Break it! Break it-" I whimpered desperately, in result he pressed the wand harder against my neck.
I watched as Harry slowly moved forward, about to hand Malfoy the prophecy. My eyes widened as a beautiful white smoke curled down beside Harry. It was like the shadow of the death eaters- but light.
"Get away from my godson," Sirius demanded, forming next to Harry. White swirls cascaded around me. Spells zipped around in all directions, making any effort to move dangerous. I felt Alaric's grip disappear as he engaged in battle with Professor Moody.
Harry appeared before me, taking my hand and pulling me through the chaos and, presumably, towards safety.
Unexpectedly, I was yanked backwards by my hair. I let out a yelp, stumbling backwards and out of Harry's grasp.
"Hand me the prophecy, Potter, or she dies"
"Harry-" Malfoy yanked back at my hair, cutting me short. I looked pleadingly at Harry, praying for him to understand. He outstretched his hand, turning it and thrusting the prophecy towards the ground.
"Diffindo!" I shouted, slicing off the chunk of hair in Malfoy's hands. Consequently, I fell forward, unable to balance myself. Harry caught me, but I could tell Malfoy wasn't happy. Harry's arm curled protectively around me, the other gripping his wand as he cast a shield charm.
"Take Jenny and go!" Remus ordered, now standing protectively between Malfoy and us.
"Come on," Harry turned, pulling me through what seemed like endless mayhem. Suddenly, a great force of good arrived. I could feel the change in the room. The death eaters began spinning desperately towards the exit as Dumbledore emerged from the whirl of smoke. Harry stopped running when he saw Dumbledore skillfully rounding up death eaters.
I spotted one death eater that was sneaking through a door across the room: my father.
My hand slipped from Harry's as I pursued Alaric into the next room. I followed him into the Atrium. It was spacious and arched with a large tapestry of the minister and lines of fireplaces for floo travel.
As I chased him, my adrenaline rushed through me like a flash of lightning. Mixing with my unsorted emotions gave a negative result.
"Crucio!" I shouted in the heat of the moment- desperate to stop him from escaping. He yelped, falling to the ground. I approached him, slowing when I was close enough to see his face. He wasn't in pain- he was just shaken.
"Who killed her?" I barked. Slowly, a sly smile formed across his face and he began to chuckle. I began to steam with rage- he wasn't supposed to be amused! "Who killed her?"
I watched as he disappeared into smoke, slipping through my fingers.
"No!" I cried, shooting spells at the swirling smoke in vain. No matter how I tried, I didn't know where to aim in order to stop him. He escaped.
"Crucio!" For an instant I was in excruciating pain- then- nothing. I peeled myself from the floor; my wand had slid across the floor far out of reach. I had no means of defense. I turned over to face my attacker.
"Harry?" the shock on my face was mirrored onto his. A swirl of black smoke twirled over my head before disappearing.
"Jenny! I was aiming for Bellatrix-"
"Harry, behind you!" I screamed. Voldemort had appeared, and he was about to curse Harry.
It seemed to happen all at once. My worst nightmare had become real all in one night.
"Avada Kadavra!" A flash of green shot from a quickly-forming death eater straight at Harry. For some reason, Harry wasn't killed.
"It was really foolish of you to come here, tonight, Tom. The Aurors are on their way," Dumbledore strode towards us.
"By which time I will be gone and you shall be… dead," this death eater had a snake-like appearance like no other. Voldemort.
A dazzling, but terrible, series of spells flashed through the room. Dumbledore knocked Harry back, sending him skidding as far away from the battle as possible. He was sent in my direction, and I crawled to him. He seemed captivated by the two of them and had forgotten we were still in immediate danger.
"Harry… Harry!" I shook him by his shoulder. He seemed to understand my warning, but made no move towards safety. I grabbed his arms and attempted to drag him back to a pillar which we could take solace behind. It was the best I could do.
When I finally got him there, I collapsed against the wall. I didn't know how much more I could take today.
A flash of green light I recognized as the killing curse flew straight at Dumbledore. He was so distracted at protecting us from stray spells that he didn't seem to be able to block or counter it. We watched in awestruck horror as the spell left Voldemort's wand and went straight at the man who was protecting us instead of himself.
The cry of a Phoenix broke the silence as Fawkes intercepted the spell. He burst into flames and swirled to the ground in ashes. He was a phoenix and would be reborn again; a loyal companion to the great wizard who still stood against Voldemort. Dumbledore turned to Voldemort, who seemed to realize he wasn't going to win this fight. He disappeared and all went still as we took in everything that had happened.
For some reason, I still felt as if we were in danger.
Suddenly, Harry screamed and fell to the ground, his scar bursting open with unbearable pain.
"Harry!" I shouted, moving towards him in vain attempt at easing his pain. Voldemort was taking over his body and there was nothing I could do.
"Kill me," he begged, writhing on the floor in intolerable pain. He lifted his head, looking at me with Harry's eyes- but also Voldemort's.
Dumbledore ran over to us as I stared- horrified. Harry was struggling physically as well as mentally for control over his own body. He curled back like a snake and thrashed back and forth.
"It's not how you are alike- it's how you are not" Dumbledore spoke, attempting to contact him through his struggle for control. "Harry?"
"You're the weak one… You'll never know love… or friendship… and I feel sorry for you."
In one last attempt, Harry expelled Voldemort from his body. His eyes stared in horror at a spot behind me before passing out completely.