Chapter 21, Blood Baths
Ron
The feeling of being sucked through a straw faded and I felt myself falling through the air. I could see the others from my portkey also falling. Most of us were running in place to help ease the landing and glide to the ground, but Padma was simply falling. She hit the ground and rolled to grab a backpack before running away from the area.
I tried to take as long as I could to see what the area looked like, but all I could see were woods. Trees upon trees accompanied by grass.
The ground was scattered with supplies. I could see canteens, backpacks, food, and a ton of weapons. As I glided to the ground I glanced over the area to try and find a slingshot to protect myself when we landed.
Justin hit the ground and began trying to grab as many supplies as he could. He grabbed a backpack and tried to stuff it with canteens and food.
I finally hit the ground and hurried to dig through the weapons for a slingshot. All I was finding were swords and knives.
Davis hit the ground and I a dark glint in her eyes accompanied by a smirk on her face. Suddenly, there was a loud ding, like a bell, and a package appeared behind her. Davis' smirk widened and she turned to unwrap the package. I felt my stomach churn when she pulled out the contents. A wand.
Davis immediately pointed the wand at me, "I told you, you're dead Weasel!" She paused and pulled her wand back to send the spell at me, "Avada Kedavera!" I dove to the ground and felt the spell pass just over my head. I felt a sense of relief, but the relief died when I heard a thud behind me accompanied by the sound of sparks flying into the air. Justin Finch-Fletchley was dead.
I was completely stunned, but I had no time to recover from the shock, as there were more spells being thrown after me.
I took off running, but, luckily, Davis' aim was very poor. I spotted something poking from the edge of a backpack and ran to grab the reflective piece of metal. I turned to face Davis and waited for her to shoot again. And I had to make my aim perfect.
Davis smirked again, "What's the matter Weasel, rolling over for me to kill you already?"
"No."
"Do you really think a tiny pan is going to defend you Weasel? You're hilarious! Avada Kedavera!"
The green sparks shot from the tip of her wand and I felt my muscles clench in fear before focusing. I stared down the sparks flying towards me and took a deep breath and I moved the pan into the line of the sparks. This had to work.
The spell crashed into the pan with an audible clang and began flying backwards from where it had come. Davis' yes widened in horror before the sparks hit her and she fell to the ground with a soft thud. Red sparks flew into the air above her and I stood stunned. I had just killed someone.
I wanted to curl up in a ball and shut down, but I knew I had no choice. I had to breathe, and I had to get going. I had to stay alive.
I forced my stiff legs to come to life, one step at a time. I stopped beside Davis' body and reached down to take the wand from her hand. I felt more than horrible, stealing from a dead girl, but I had no choice. I needed that wand.
I then moved to grab a backpack and put a few cans of food into the backpack along with a canteen. I then took off running into the woods, I had to get as far away as I could, as fast as I could.
Hermione
As I fell, I couldn't help but watch Draco. I didn't want to see him go when we hit the ground. I would probably never see him again once he left. I had almost began to consider him a friend after him helping me to talk to my parents for one last time.
I forced my eyes away from Draco and tried to observe the area into which we were falling. It appeared to be woods that went on forever, nothing but trees in sight.
I felt my feet hit the ground and I ran for supplies. I had no choice but to grab a few knives. They were going to be my only defense mechanism. I grabbed a holster of them and strapped them to my belt as I ran to grab a backpack and canteen before taking off running.
I turned to look back one more time and I saw Draco was the last one in the clearing. I took a deep breath before looking back into the never-ending trees. I turned back to Draco one more time and yelled to him, "Good luck." There were so many things I wanted to say, but I needed to find Harry and Ron.
I saw Draco nod to me before I turned back ahead of me to start running. As I ran, I could see red sparks flying into the air all around us. The arena was already turning into a blood bath.
Draco
I watched Hermione run from the small clearing and couldn't help but feel a small pang of sadness at the loss of her company. I knew we weren't close, and never would be, but she was the closest thing I'd had to a friend while getting ready for the tournament.
I worked on gathering supplies. Since I was the only one left in the clearing, and had nobody to find, I figured I could take my time. I grabbed a backpack and a couple of canteens, a few flint and striker sets, and grabbed a few weapons, mostly knives for hunting if needed. I noticed a few cans of food and grabbed them too.
I decided it was time to leave the clearing and started on my way, but was distracted by a loud dinging sound. I turned around to find a silver package. When looking at the package I found my initials.
I began to open the package slowly, but my movements grew more eager when I found the contents of the package. I got one of the three wands.
The wand felt very foreign in my hand. It was shorter than my own, and a different texture. But I knew I had no choice, this was what I got and, for once in my life, I had no complaints.
Harry
I was the first to hit the ground from my portkey. I saw the others either gliding or falling through the air. As I made to grab a backpack and fill it, before the others could hit the ground, I heard a loud ding from behind me. I was almost afraid to turn around, but I knew I had no, no matter what the sound was.
When I turned, there sat a gold package. I quickly ripped it open and was elated to find a wand! Of course it wasn't my usual wand, but it would have to do. I stuck the wand in my pocket and grabbed a backpack before taking off to hide in the woods. I knew Parkinson was going to start trying to kill as soon as she hit the ground.
I hit the edge of the woods just as Terry and Parkinson landed. I held my breath as Parkinson picked up a knife and threw it in Terry's direction. I couldn't help but shout, "Terry, run!"
Terry's eyes widened and he ran for the woods as fast as he could, zigzagging along the way to dodge anything Parkinson threw his way.
A knife managed to graze Terry's ankle, and another his shoulder, but he seemed to be otherwise okay as he vanished into the foliage.
I looked back as the Hufflepluff girl, Leanne, hit the ground. Hard. I was almost sure I heard a snap as she landed on her feet. She fell to the ground with a scream that seemed to echo forever. She had to have broken her ankle after that hit.
I could see Parkinson smirking as she made her way to the girl. She pulled a knife from her belt and with one swift motion, she stuck the knife into the already broken ankle. Leanne screamed again.
Parkinson's smirk grew as she began to cackle before twisting the knife in the wound. The screams were shrill and painful. I couldn't help but want to cry with every sound coming from the girl. She was in intense pain, and I couldn't do anything but watch.
Parkinson finally stopped her cackling and pulled the knife from the wound to swipe it forward. Leanne's eyes grew wide before blood suddenly oozed from her slit throat.
Parkinson turned to face the woods and circled to view the entire treeline, "I hope you can hear me! You're next Potter!"
I had never been horrified of Parkinson, or even scared, except in that moment. I was petrified. She was horrible and sadistic. The red sparks finally flew in the air, and I was so happy that Leanne was out of pain.
Luna
Goyle hit the ground first like the rock that he was. He ran to grab an axe to arm himself against anyone else who landed. I was horrified when I saw that the first to land was Ernie. The two of us weren't close, but we had been in Dumbledore's Army together, and that meant standing up together.
Ernie ducked and grabbed a sword as soon as he landed to try and fend off Goyle. Parvati hit the ground and took off running as the two prepared to battle. She grabbed two backpacks on her way, probably one for herself and one for her sister.
Ernie continued stopping Goyle's knife with his axe and even managed to stab one of his hands!
I hit the ground and grabbed a cauldron and backpack I had spotted. It was a small cauldron and a very light backpack, but I didn't need anything weighing me down. Now I only had to find things I could put the potions in.
I ran for the woods and turned back to see how Ernie was holding up. He continued to hold up against Goyle, but if Goyle even got one hit on Ernie with that axe, he was dead.
Ernie had managed to get a few more hits on Goyle, scraping his face a few times and slicing his arm a time or two. Goyle slouched as Ernie got yet another slice in on his arm. I felt Goyle was getting ready to give up. The axe looked very heavy and trying to hold it with an injured arm had to be bad. But just as Ernie tried to make the final blow, Goyle turned and swung the axe harder than I had seen.
The axe stuck Ernie right in the torso until Goyle pulled it out and the wound oozed bright red blood. I felt myself growing sick to the stomach. I looked around and saw all kinds of sparks flying into the air, but none from Ernie. He was still alive.
Goyle laughed before making his way from the clearing and into the woods. I ran into the clearing and crouched at Ernie's side. Nobody deserved to die alone.
"L…Lu…Luna?" His voice was very weak and very forced.
"Yeah Ernie. It's me." I took his hand in my own, "I'm sorry I couldn't help Ernie."
"S…So…Sokay. I…hope..you…win."
I forced a really weak smile, "Thank you Ernie."
"Welc…" His words faded and sparks shot into the air above him. Ernie was gone. And Goyle had killed him.
Neville
As we fell, I noticed we were above a lake and were going to fall right into it! Supplies covered the brim of the shore.
I heard a splash and looked to see the Zacharias Smith and Lisa Turpin had landed at the same time. They both swam quickly for the shore.
I was the next one to hit the water and began to swim as fast as I could for the opposite side of the shore from where Zacharias and Lisa were headed. I hit the shore and grabbed up a backpack and a sword before turning back to see how the others were doing.
Zacharias and Lisa were almost to the shore while Millicent Bullstrode was about to hit the water, fear obvious on her face.
She hit the water and began to splash around in terror. "Smith! Smith! Help…me!" Her words were drowned out by splashing and gurgling.
Zacharias laughed from the shore, "Not a chance Bullstrode!"
Bullstrode continued struggling for a few more moments before her head fell beneath the water and didn't come back up. Sparks shot into the air.
On the shore, Lisa grabbed a bow and tried to run away from Zacharias so she could turn around and shoot him. She stopped and pulled back the bow string and let go, but the arrow soared right past Zacharias' head.
Zacharias must have caught sight of a weapon he wanted because he took off running with a specific point in mind. Lisa continued shooting arrows the whole way. Zacharias picked up a spear and my eyes widened as he threw it striking Lisa right in the chest.
She fell to the ground, blood pooling around her and bubbling out of her mouth. Zacharias approached her and pulled the spear from her chest before striking her in the throat. She must have died instantly with the second blow, as red sparks shot into the air.
I had just watched two people die, while I just watched from safety. But I knew I had no choice as I ran into the woods.
Ginny
I hit the ground and ran. I didn't need anything except a slingshot and a backpack. I just had to find Harry, Ron, and Hermione. My only objective was finding my friends, my alliance.
I grabbed up a backpack and hoped it would have useful supplies in it. I couldn't see any slingshots at a glance, so I just had to run.
I hit the woods and just ran until I could climb a tree to hide. I looked around me and saw red sparks everywhere. I could only hope none of them were Harry, Ron, or Hermione. I looked back at the clearing where I had just come from and could see the battle taking place.
Hannah was holding a bow shooting at Crabbe to try and keep him off of Michael. Michael was holding a sword and trying to fight off Crabbe's axe. He was holding him off quite well.
Hannah was doing her best to hit Crabbe, but her aim was horrible. All her arrows were doing were distracting Crabbe, not injuring him.
Crabbe finally grunted loudly from frustration before turning and starting after Hannah. She yelped and ran for the woods. Michael tried to run in the opposite direction as Crabbe chased Hannah, but he tripped and stumbled. Before he could recover his footing, Crabbe was on him. And so was his axe.
I had to fight from letting out a scream as Crabbe brought his axe down on Michael's neck, severing his head from the rest of his body.
Crabbe laughed and took off running in the direction I was hiding. He paused rght under the tree where I was hiding and I tried to breathe as quiet and calm as I could. He couldn't find me, or I would never find the others.
I held my breath and hugged the tree as hard as I could when Crabbe looked up. I hoped so badly he would mistake my gold jacket for part of the tree. He froze and squinted his eyes as he tried to look closer before turning n=and running away.
I let out a deep sigh of relief and noticed I was crying silently. I'd never seen anyone my own age kill in cold blood before. And it was mortifying.
Author's Note: Hi! As always, thanks for reading! I wanted to let you lovelies know that I looooove the reviews! Feel free to keep em coming! Next, I wanted to let you know that I will post udates on who is still standing at the end of each day when Dramione know who's still alive. Please continue reading, and I'll try to get up the next chapter asap! -ZutaraDramione97-