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Warning! OCs and Swearing

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Michelle's POV

My heartbeat starts to quicken as I place my hand to open the door. I take a silent breath and exhale. Ok, let's do this. I turn the doorknob and open the door slowly. What I see next inside disgusts me to the core.

The floors, walls and even the ceilings are spotted with dried blood. I could even see some fresh blood too. In this room, there's torture tools and machines. Most of them looked like they were recently used. I can even see some limbs thrown into a dark corner of the room. But what really disgusted me, was the smell. It reeked of blood, sweat and dead bodies.

I barely hold back the disgusted whimpers. Keith clasps my hand firmly. In the middle of the room is Irene looking quite beaten up but not as bad as the rest of us are, especially Brian. I look around the room for a clock. 12:00. It's time...

Two Death eaters stand on either side of her. They both have their masks on so I can't tell if I'd seen them before. The only difference is that one is slightly taller than the other. From the looks of it, they're about to begin testing. One of the Death Eaters stand wand out, about to cast a spell. They must have noticed us walk in as they both turn their heads to face the door.

"What are you two doing here?" asks the shorter of the two.

"Um.." I stutter. We really shouldn't have decided to just wing it. It works most of the time but this might not be one of them. I look to Keith. His face is covered by the silver Death Eaters mask so it's hard to tell if he's formed a plan.

"Umm..." I stutter again. The Death Eaters looks at us and narrow their eyes at us. Oh no...he's getting suspicious...

"We wanted to see how it's done...the testing..." Keith cuts in quickly saving us.

"Haven't you seen it? Lady Whyte showed us all a demonstration at the beginning of the month." says the shorter Death Eater.

"We're...new here." I say. "We haven't seen it yet."

"Well then, welcome to the Misty Forest Headquarters. Hope you can help us out. We don't seem to have enough people." the other Death Eater says. "I think you'll enjoy watching."

I won't enjoy watching...I can't let that happen...We won't let it happen even.

They turn back to face Irene. Irene's face is full of fear. She looks at the Death Eaters pleadingly, begging them not to do it.

We walk closer but they don't suspect a thing. We have to do something now before they do anything.

I pull my wand out and hold it to my side. I notice Keith do the same. Even though I can't see his face I can tell we have the same idea. We stop about two metres behind them. They're backs face us.

"Futu-"

"Now!" I yell.

"Stupefy!" We cast simultaneously. Keith hits the shorter Death Eater but the other manages to jump out of the way just in time.

"Traitors!" he yells. "Avada Kedavra!" The green light misses us by just millimetres. That was way too close. I quickly walk over to Irene, well as fast as I could with these high heels...

"Petrificus Totalus!" casts Keith. The Death Eater deflects it with ease.

"Reducto!" I yell. The door slams open and all our friends, well not Lewis, storm in. Spells of many types and colours fly towards the Death Eater. We corner him and finally manage to knock him out. Irene's face brightens with joy and relief at seeing our friends. Keith and I take off our masks. Man those masks are stuffy. How can they always wear those around?

"Irene!" Brian calls out with relief and worry at the same time. Irene sobs and reaches out for her brother. Brian immediately grabs his little sister and she cries in his arms. I smile at the heartwarming scene in front of me. I pull Keith away from them to let the two siblings have their moment. Tamara locks the door behind us and leans against it.

"I'm so sorry. I should have listened to you." Irene chokes out, snuggling into her brother's chest. Brian smiles and gives a kiss on the top of her head.

"For a Ravenclaw, you're so stupid." Brian chuckles. "But I'm just so glad that my baby sister is alright." Irene doesn't say anything but instead clutches onto her brother even tighter. I look away to look more closely at the room we're in. It looks pretty gloomy, even more than our dungeon. But then again people got tortured and actually died in here...I shudder at the thought. I notice that jerk is looking at Brian and Irene with an unreadable look on his face. I raise an eyebrow at the sight. Is it about his sister? I can't help but feel sorry for that jerk. I nearly lost Milly last year and I totally freaked out that I even went as far as spending my first date with him. I can't possibly imagined what Melanie and I would have done if we lost our little sister.

I turn to take a glance at Keith. He has a blank look on his face. Then a sigh escapes his lips. "I wish I had a little sibling..." I can't help but giggle at that. He's so cute...No no this is not the time to think about someone being cute.

"What?" He asks, confused.

"Nothing." I turn away from him to hide the fact that my cheeks are feeling hot right now. Keith nudges me with his elbow.

"Tell me." He says stubbornly.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Stop bickering like a married couple will ya?" Zhou grunts, rubbing his temples. Keith turns red at what he just said.

I splutter. "W-We do not argue like one, you idiot!"

"The stuttering doesn't help and yes you do, Slytherin." Zhou smirks. I feel my eye twitch in annoyance.

I hear a sigh in Tamara's direction. "Guys, stop it."

"We do not." I repeat, thankfully with no stutter.

Zhou snorts, like the pig he is, at what I just said. "Like who will believe that, Chang." I grit my teeth. He's just so infuriating, a jerk and annoying! Ughhh! Keith pats me on the head. I swat his hand away.

"Don't treat like I'm a kid!" I huff.

"You're as short as one." That arsehole tells bluntly. I feel a vein popping out of my forehead. How dare he call me short!? I'm not that short! Just because he's over a head taller than me! His height at our age is too unnatural in the first place. Tamara immediately runs to me, grabbing my arms restraining me.

"I'm not that short, you pig!" I hiss at him. Keith glares at the bloody jerk.

"Uhhh, guys?" Brian calls out. "This is not the time to argue about people's short heights." I snarl him.

"I'm not short!" I try to go over and smack him over the head. Wait, wait calm down. He's injured. I will get him back AFTER he's better, I just need a reminder.

"You clearly are, shortie." The jerk declares. OK, that's it. I finally wrench my arm out of Tamara's grip. I charge at him, ready to strangle him to death. Then the door slams open. I just freeze about an inch away from putting my hands around his neck. Oh bloody hell. A group of pissed off Death Eaters stand outside that door, ready to kill.

Brian, Irene, and Tamara glare at the three of us.

"Thanks a lot." Brian grunts angrily as he picks himself up. Irene huffs and crosses her arms with a stern look on her face. Tamara stands there, with wand ready and a stern look glaring at us. Keith huffs and mutters, "What did I do...". I can't help but smile at him fondly. Then that jerk elbows me pretty hard in the ribs. Dang it, he has such a pointy elbow...I hiss at him in irritation. He just rolls his eyes at me, looking ahead at the Death Eaters in front of us. I also pull my wand out, ready to fight. I wonder if Jennifer and Natalie have owled the Ministry or Hogwarts yet.

"You've caused far more trouble than all of you are worth.." A Death Eater snarls viciously. "Avada Kedavra!" He yells annoyed that we continue to ignore him. It almost hits Keith.

"Dang it! That was so close." Lewis curses. Keith has a look of disbelief.

"Hey, I hate you, but not enough to kill you!" Keith points at Lewis. I stomp on both of their feet. Both of them howl in pain, clutching onto their foot in pain.

"Just stop bickering and fight already!" I cry out.

"I need some help here!" Tamara snaps at us while casting spells in defense. Oops.

They glare at each other and begin fighting.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Crucio!"

"Petrificus Totalus!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Reducto!"

All of the Death Eaters look pretty busy right now. But at this rate, we're going to get overwhelmed. I look around the room and finally have an idea. I sneak up behind the guy the pig is fighting. Don't get me wrong. It's because this guy has bad aim and would hit Keith sooner or later. I push the guy nearest to me into this mouse trap like trap attached to the wall.

"Fuck!" he curses. "You fucking brat!"

Keith smirks and pushes another onto this flat platform. From the looks of it, it looks like a stretching machine. He struggles to strap him down and I scurry over to help him. The annoying Death Eater starts howling curses at us to get off him. Keith grabs the guy's head and slams it against the machine hard. Then the Death Eater falls limp. We immediately strap him in case he wakes up. We sigh out of relief until a cry pierces our ears.

I whip around to see Tamara sliding to the ground against the wall. She's cornered by two huge Death Eaters. I grit my teeth.

"Stupefy!" I snap my wrist at the one that's menacingly approaching Tamara. The guy snaps around to deflect the spell. With the distraction, Tamara takes her chance.

"Petrificus Totalus!" The spell flies at the other Death Eater. He immediately freezes and falls to the ground, stiff as a board. "Incendio!" A pained scream leaves from the Death Eater I was dealing with earlier. "Expelliarmus!" Tamara unwands the Death Eater.

"Expulso!" I shout, aiming at the ground of the Death Eater standing before me. He went slamming into the wall with no mercy...

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Tamara casts, pointing at a nearby bookcase full of heavy books. She points her wand above the Death Eaters and the bookcase follows her movements. She drops the bookcase on top of the remaining Death Eaters. They all curse from under the bookcase.

I release a breath. "Gosh, that was close."

"We should find the others. They've already sent the owl. I saw it out the window." Lewis says, completely out of breath.

Keith raises his eyebrows challenging. "We're fighting for our lives here and you were busy admiring the view!?"

"It's called peripheral vision, you heard of that right? Oh silly me, of course you haven't." Keith just narrows his eyes at him.

Brian rolls his eyes at them as Irene tugs the hem of his tattered robes. "We have to find the other kids they've kidnapped. I remember where they are. If we go now we can catch up with the others."

"Wait. I hear something." says Tamara suddenly. The room goes silent, or as silent as it can be with the cursing Death Eaters.

I walk over to one of the Death Eaters and knock him on the head with my axe. "Shut up. I've heard enough from you guys during the past few weeks."

The room goes silent and we hear a quiet ticking sound, sort of like a timer. It reminds me of those Muggle movies that Jennifer had me watch. You know, those movies with those bombs where you have to cut the red or blue wire. It was actually quite fascinating but I wouldn't find it fascinating if it happened to me.

"It sounds like it's coming from that chest in the corner." Says Tamara, walking over the to get a closer look. The chest looks like one of those treasure chests you would find in those pirate Muggle movies. Okay...maybe Jennifer's making me watch too many movies...

"It kind of sounds like a bomb." I say, stating my observations. I attempt to open the chest but it's locked shut.

"Alohomora." Nothing happens. The room is silent while the ticking sound continues.

"Does anyone know how to pick a lock?" Asks Lewis.

"Too bad Jennifer isn't here, she would be able to open it." I say.

"She knows how to pick a lock?" Asks Keith surprised.

"Yeah, not sure how." Tamara replies. "She taught me but I don't think I could do it."

"Just try, it can't hurt." Says Lewis.

"I guess...We need a sharp object, something like the end of a paperclip or a pin." Tamara says, looking at the lock more closely.

"There's some pins here." Keith brings the box over to us.

"I guess that'll do it." She says while bending the end of the needle into a hook shape. She tries for about five minutes when we hear a small click. The lid still doesn't budge.

"Just keep trying." I say.

"And do what? That's all you were supposed to do."

"Just try again." Lewis urges.

"Fine..." Tamara replies. She continues to pull around in the lock.

"Oh snap..." She remarks. "I think I broke it. Oh, never mind it opened. We pull open the lid. It's bomb...A timer flashes into the air indicating that we only had an hour left...Is there a wire we can cut...? The bomb is completely wizard meaning no wires.

"Whatever you do, don't kick the bomb. Homer Simpson taught me that. You know, that fat idiot that's obsessed with doughnuts?" I burst out. Okay...I do watch too many movies.

"Jennifer would be proud." Says Tamara, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Who? What kind of name is Homer anyway?" Says Keith confused.

"Okay, we need to concentrate." Says Brian. He always seems to bring us back on topic. "This thing is going to blow up in an hour. We have to get out of here after we find Jennifer and Natalie and rescue the other kidnapped students."

"Let's get out of here." Says Lewis shutting the chest slowly.

We spend the majority of the time in silence with the only evident sound echoing through the halls being painful grunts and groans. It's a wonder how Brian is able to balance on two feet without the wall supporting him. He being able to walk is a miracle within itself.

The six of us were making great progress, but the sound of footsteps approaching us was able to put that to a pause.

"Oh shit." Keith mutters darkly under his breath. "They've caught up to us already. Man. What steroids are those people on?"

"Whatever they are on, we need to give some to Brian."

Brian did not look amused. "I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear that."

The footsteps starts to gain volume, which only meant that the steroid overdosed idiots were approaching us. Oh crap.

"Steriod overdosed idiots?" Lewis repeated, clearly amused. Did I just say that outloud? Oops...

"Is that seriously what you refer to us as now?" I hear Jennifer's voice muse. "You know, Natalie is under some sort of medication right now but I doubt she is overdosed."

I turn around and find that Jennifer and Natalie emerge from the eerie intersection. They looked tired; Natalie especially. I couldn't help but catch a look of strong relief in Keith and Brian's eyes. Tamara and I just sigh as the pig just standed there looking unaffected.

Correction: emotionless, uncaring, selfish pig. Believe me that's only the beginning.

The two gave us all a smile, and almost right after, Natalie shifts her eyes over to Irene who was still sporting her torn robes under the support of Lewis' arm.

"Irene. You're okay." Natalie's breathes, eyeing her carefully.

Irene looks as if she was about to burst into tears. Detaching the arm around her, she swiftly goes over to Natalie and hugs her tightly. Then she starts crying. "I'm so sorry."

Natalie looked confused, and awkwardly pats her back as she continues to cling onto her.

For a moment, we all just stand there until Lewis gently pulls her away from Natalie. "We need to get going. There's a bomb ticking and we only have so much time to save the others before the entire place and us included goes boom."

Keith chuckles. "Goes boom." and then he laughs. "It makes it sound like the place is going to release gas or something."

I just smack his arm. "Stop with the fart jokes idiot." I snap at him.

Keith just grunts in pain. "Just trying to ease the tension..." What tension?

"What tension, you idiot?" I ask exasperatingly.

"You know..." Keith trails off, directing his gaze to Jennifer who looks really tired and dead.

"Guys..." Brian's voice quivers, sounding anything but fine. That stops all of us, and we all turn to look to make sure he is alright. He starts to shake his head, as if doing so would somehow how would clear it. His eyelids were gaining weight and everytime he would try to open them again it was as if it were a massive struggle. It was when he closed them and they didn't open when we all started to panic.

We all went to reach him at the same time, but before either of us could reach him he had collapsed and fallen flatly onto the ground in a loud thud.

"Brian!" Irene cries with complete horror in her voice. The sound alone just sent me back a year ago when I found Milly down in the Chamber of Secrets. Complete horror and worry.

Keith caught her wrist before she was able to drop on her knees next to him. He clamped a hand over her mouth and muffled her screams. "Don't. It's over. He's gone." He tells her rather dramatically. Stopping to take a pause at every other word.

Lewis kneels down and pushed his middle and index finger against his limp wrist. He then gave Keith a flat look. "He's still alive, you fucking idiot. He's probably just passed out from all the blood he lost."

"Aw, dang it." Keith mutters, looking genuinely disappointed. I resist the urge to slap him across the face. "Oh well, I always kind of wanted to do that. Hey, Zhou when did you become a doctor anyway? What degree did you earn?"

"Oh for crying out loud!" Jennifer exclaims, clearly not pleased. "Can someone just pick the guy up so we can get going?" I want to freaking hug her at this point. "The sooner we get out of here the better. I'm so damn hungry it's not even funny."

And of course she had to ruin the moment.

"Yeah, Jennifer's right...sorta..." Tamara agreed (well sorta). She turns to Irene. "Which way do we go?"

Irene points to the shadowy hallway that I could honestly say is the last place I want to ever step foot upon. "That way."

Of course it is.

Keith reluctantly picks Brian up and perches him up on his back, winching against his weight. "Shit, what does this guy eat?"

"Maybe you're just a weakling." Lewis smirks.

"Oh lets just go already." I announce, not allowing him to react to his comment. Keith instead just grunts some obscene words under his breath. "Suck it up. You've always told me you worked out everyday. Pumping iron and all that stuff." I tease him.

We were probably walking for about five minutes or so when Keith stopped dead on his tracks. "I give up!" Then he drops Brian on the ground, not caring the slightest about his already bruised ribs. "Can someone just do mouth to mouth on his guy so he can just wake up and walk on his own two legs? I'm tired."

Lewis just glowers at him. "He's passed out due to excessive blood loss, you moron. He didn't fucking drown or anything."

"Are you sure it won't work? Because I'm pretty sure Natalie won't mind-"

Natalie just glares at him with complete murder in her eyes.

"For the last time, mouth to mouth won't work." Lewis continues. "Geez it's like talking to a four year old or something."

He rolls his eyes swiftly. "Yeah yeah, whatever doc."

We turn the corner, following Irene's directions to the dungeons where everyone else is kept. I hope we don't encounter anyone else on the way. We hear two sets of loud footsteps heading our way around the corner. Shoot, did I just jinx that? We all look at each other, trying to determine what to do.

"We should knock them out before they see us." I whisper. They nod. I gesture for Tamara to come over while the rest stay in place. We slowly creep and peek around the corner. They get closer and closer, walking at a moderate speed.

"Okay, one, two, three. Now!" I shout.

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Our aim is precise and the two Death Eaters fall to the ground, stiff as a board. If their faces weren't covered by masks they'd probably have shocked and jumbled up expressions on their faces. I wave them over.

"So what do we do with these two? asks Keith.

"Do what we did with the last two." I reply. "Find a room and hide them in there."

"Incarcerous." says Lewis, ropes wrapping around the two Death Eaters. Keith puts Brian down, leaning him against the wall and helps us hoist them into the dark closet we had found not to far way.

"Oh my back is killing me. I can't stand to carry him anymore." says Keith groaning and sitting against the wall.

"Weak." Lewis coughs attempting to hide the comment.

"I can hear you you know..." Keith glares.

"Yeah, I meant to do that." he replies with a smirk.

"We have to keep going." says Irene. "We don't have much more time left."

"Just carry him." I say. "It can't be too much farther."

"Fine...I don't care how dumb this looks but I'm carrying him this way. It's better for my back." He picks him up off the ground and carries him bridal style.

Lewis starts humming 'Here comes the Bride'.

"Shut up!" Keith snaps.

The jerk just ignores him. He finishes humming and says. "You may now kiss the bride."

"Nobody is kissing anyone." Tamara says. "We need to get to the dungeons."

"It's just down these stairs." Irene announces once we reach the top of a long set of staircases.

"I have to carry him down there?" Keith complains. "Why can't we just leave him here?"

"Death Eaters might get him." says Lewis. The girls just sigh in irritation. I walk to Keith who still has Brian in his arms. "Do you want me to carry him?" I say. Keith gives me a weird look.

"How can I let a girl carry this guy?" Keith says indignant. I raise an eyebrow. What was that suppose to mean? Brian can't be that heavy. I tug at his arm.

"Just let me do it for awhile. You have been holding him all this time. We have spent too much time just looking for the prisoners." I say. We stare at each other until Keith finally gives in.

"Fine. But tell me if he starts getting heavy." He tells me with a worried look. The pig snorts and gets Irene comfortable on his back. Keith gets Brian on my back with Tamara and Jennifer's help. I try to get him in a comfortable position on my back. I grunt as Brian puts all of his weight on me. Ok, Keith is right. This guy is heavy...but fortunately not as heavy as Keith complained.

Zhou laughs. "Man Slytherin. Looks like your girlfriend here is more ripped than you are. Not in a good way either." Keith hisses at him. My right eye twitches in annoyance. If I could, I would show him how ripped I am...

"Dude, let's just go." Tamara snaps at us. Today was the first time I heard Tamara yelling this much. I nod in agreement, starting to trudge down the stairs. What does this guy eat? He looks like a lightweight but he weighs this much. But I will not say anything about it. I don't want to give the prick any satisfaction.

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