I spun around only to come face to face with Lucius Malfoy. He looked just like his son. I grimaced at the thought of my last encounter with Draco. Dark figures began to emerge from the shadows. They were wearing long black cloaks with hoods that hid their faces. All of them had their wands pointed directly at our hearts as Mr. Malfoy repeated, "To me, Potter,"
Harry's eyes darted from right to left. I quickly counted the Death Eaters; we were outnumbered two to one. I gulped. This was it. I was going to die. I was going to die and no good would come out of it. I felt hot tears rising into my eyes but I forced them back down. I planted my feet firmly on the ground and trust my hand into my pocket containing my wand. If I was going to go, I was going to go down fighting.
"To me," Mr. Malfoy repeated. His eyes glistened through the eyes of his cloak. I could imagine the smirk that was appearing on his pointed face. I gripped my wand harder.
"Where's Sirius?" Harry demanded.
The Death Eaters laughed. A high pitched female voice came from one of the hoods to my left, "The Dark Lord always knows."
"Always," Lucius Malfoy laughed. "Now, give me the prophecy, Potter."
Prophecy? What in the hell was Lucius Malfoy talking about? I always knew he was crazy, but he was never one to ramble…
"I want to know where Sirius is!" cried Harry.
The woman mimicked him, making her voice even higher.
The Death Eaters had begun to close in. I had locked eyes with the woman and I knew. When it finally came to fighting that I would go for her. Her high pitched voice annoyed me…she had to go…
"You've got him," Harry insisted. "He's here. I know he is."
The woman mimicked Harry again, "The little baby woke up frightened and thought what he dreamed was true,"
I decided that I would use the Boulbastros curse on her (it causes you to grow large, painful, boils all over your face and private areas) I smiled. Yes, the Boulbastros curse would do nicely.
"Don't do anything." Harry muttered to Ron. "Not yet—"
This caused the woman to shriek with laughter, as if she couldn't get anymore irritating. I gritted my teeth as I watched her mock Harry. She threw her head back and laughed. "You hear him? Giving instructions to the other children as though they're going to fight us!"
My grip tightened, once more around my wand. I hated being called a child. I hated the way the woman laughed. I hated the way her dark eyes glistened hungrily through the hood of her cloak. I hated the way she mocked and underestimated us. I hated her.
"He has a great weakness for heroics; the Dark Lord understands this about him. Now give me the prophecy, Potter."
"I know Sirius is here," Harry cried. "I know you've got him."
The irritating woman laughed again.
"It's time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter," Mr. Malfoy laughed. "Now give me the prophecy, or we start using wands."
Wands? Would they really try to hurt a bunch of kids? Of course they would. They were Death Eaters. They didn't care who they hurt as long as Voldemort got what he wanted in the end. For a moment I averted my gaze from the woman to who I knew to be Lucius Malfoy. A feeling of disgust and rage surged through my body. I hat sat at dinner with him. I had spent nights over at his house. I had been in love with his son.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by Lucius Malfoy crying out, "Do not attack! We need the prophecy!"
"Filthy half-blood!" The woman shrieked.
"So" A mischievous smile spread across Harry's face, "you still haven't told me what's so special about this prophecy I'm supposed to be handing over."
Malfoy laughed. "Don't play games with us, Potter."
"I'm not." Harry replied simply, tossing the prophecy up and catching it as if it were a baseball.
"You mean Dumbledore never told you that the reason you bear that scar was hidden in the bowels of the Department of Mysteries?" Malfoy sounded almost excited at the news.
"What about my scar?" Harry demanded, nearly forgetting to catch the prophecy.
"Can this be?" Malfoy laughed delightedly.
"Dumbledore never told you?" Malfoy laughed again. "Well this explains why you didn't come earlier, the Dark Lord wondered—"
I noticed Harry whispering to Hermione at the corner of his mouth. As soon as he turned to talk to Lucius again I stepped in a bit closer to Hermione.
"What did he say?" I whispered so quietly I could barely hear myself.
"When Harry says go" Hermione's voice quavered. "We're going to attack."
My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. We were going to attack the Death Eaters? How could we even survive? They were much older than we were, and not to mention fully trained wizards. How could we take them on ourselves?
But I didn't have time to think on it for much longer…
"NOW!" Harry yelled and I quickly pulled out the wand I had been gripping from the moment we entered the department.
"IMPEDIMENTA!" I cried at the first Death Eater that came into my view. Any plan I had made before that moment had completely vanished, and all I knew was that if I made one wrong move, I was done for.
Shelves were exploding and I could hear the cries of my friends, and enemies as curses flew all around me. I had to act quickly. I heard Harry yell "RUN" and I made a move toward his voice. I found myself in a dark room filled with small, floating objects. I could hear my friends outside, fighting for their lives, but I stayed put.
"Can I do this?" I thought aloud. "Can I give up my life for my friends?"
Hermione's face swarmed into my mind. The pensive look she always seemed to be wearing, her bushy hair, the look of panic she got whenever Harry was going to do something dumb. She was so pretty without even knowing it. I was surprised no one noticed.
Then another face came to mind. Ron had noticed Hermione's beauty. Even though they were at each others throats most of the time; it was obvious how he felt for her. His messy red hair always looked so cute, and his funny sarcasm could always lighten a tense mood.
"I bet he's not joking now." I said. "I bet he's wondering where I am. I bet Harry's wondering…"
The appearance of Harry's face in my mind made my heart leap. So cute in a geeky kind of way; with his messy hair, and glasses that couldn't possibly take away from the beauty of his eyes. He was out there fighting for his life, and mine. And where was I? Cowering in an undiscovered room.
"Yes," I said confidently, "I can fight for my friends."
"Too bad you won't get a chance to." A cool voice said, slowly opening the door.
Lucius Malfoy lowered his hood. "Lovely little hideout you got here."
He sneered. "Too bad you never go the chance to 'fight for your friends', maybe some other time."
I whipped out my wand. "What are you going to do to me."
"Oh I could never harm you." Malfoy smiled. "My son is much too fond of you. Overly attached you might say. I think I'll bring you home as a present…yes…you would make a lovely gift for Draco…"
"I would rather DIE than go with you!" I cried.
"Well dear," He laughed, "You don't really have a choice."
He raised his wand, "IMPER—"
"STUPEFY!" I screamed before he could finish the spell. Malfoy went flying across the wall into a nearby wall. I ran out through another door and found myself face-to-face with Ron.
"Where have you been?" He asked, slightly out of breath. He had a deep gash on his forehead and was limping slightly.
"Back in that room over there." I motioned to the door I had just come out of. "I had a little run in with Lucius Malfoy, we'd better get out of here he'll be waking up soon and I doubt he'll be in a good mood."
"I'll take your word for it." He said as we ventured cautiously into another room.
There was a loud cry and I spun to my left. Harry, Neville, and Hermione were staring at a large Death Eater who had apparently, had his head switched with that of a babies.
"HARRY YOU CAN'T HURT A BABY!" Hermione cried when he raised his wand.
Before anyone in the room could comment on this, footsteps were heard outside the door. Harry went out one door and I made a motion to follow him, but Ron took my hand, "Let's go in here."
As soon as we stepped into the room I recognized it immediately. It was the one with all of the floating brains.
I heard a scream from the far corner and saw Ginny slumped over in the corner of a wall, and a Death Eater was moving in.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALIS!" I screamed.
The Death Eater froze, and another emerged from a corner.
He yelled something at Ron, who developed an odd serene look on his face and started to laugh. Luna popped out of nowhere and hit him with a redactor curse and blew up a model of Pluto in his face and he fell to the ground.
Almost immediately the door opened again and Harry rushed in.
"Ginny!" He cried, running toward her. "Ginny are you okay?"
"I think she broke her ankle." Luna quivered. "I heard something crack, but otherwise she's okay. Thanks to Addie that is…"
Harry quickly turned around to look at me. He ran over to my corner of the room and grabbed my shoulders.
"Are you okay?" He asked making looking into my eyes, "Did any of them hurt you."
"A few scratches and a possibly emotionally scaring encounter with Lucius Malfoy, but I'm otherwise unharmed." I smiled.
"Ron on the other hand" I nodded in his direction, "may need some tending to."
Harry turned his head to look at Ron who giggled, "We saw Uranus Harry! Ha-ha…Uranus…"
"What happened to him?" He asked me still not letting go of my arms.
"I don't know." I shrugged, "but it made him go all funny."
"We need to get out of here." Harry commanded, "Luna can you watch Ginny?"
"Yes" She replied timidly.
"It's only my ankle I can do it myself!" Ginny cried, trying to stand up, but failing.
Harry grabbed Ron and pulled him to the door.
There was a loud shriek from a woman, "THEY'RE HERE!"
And a bang as a spell from Harry smashed three people into a wall.
I rushed to Harry to see the Death Eaters were closing in on us.
Someone hit Luna with a spell that sent her flying across the room. I rushed over to help, but I felt a cold arm slip around my stomach, as the other pocketed my wand.
"We meet again." Lucius Malfoy whispered in my ear.
"Let go of me!" I said through gritted teeth.
Harry hadn't yet noticed that I had been captured. Ron, who was still under the influence of some kind of spell, had summoned a brain out of the tank and was now struggling against its tentacles.
"HARRY THEY'LL SUFFOCATE HIM!" Ginny yelled.
I struggled against Lucius's grip, but it was no use, he had me.
Harry left Neville to free Ron and ran out of the room holding the prophecy high above his head, hoping that it would deter the Death Eaters attention. Malfoy bound my arms and we followed fast after Harry, into the room with the stone archway, where he halted.
Malfoy's grip around my middle tightened as he pointed his wand at Harry.
"Now be a good boy and give me the prophecy."
"Let the others go and I'll give it to you."
"HARRY DON'T!" I cried.
Malfoy roughly pulled on my arms, "You are not in a position to bargain, Potter." He laughed, "There are ten of us, and one of you."
"He's dot alone!" Neville cried, appearing above us. His nose was bleeding badly and his lip was swelling.
"Neville!" I exclaimed, again to be pulled, a bit harder, back by Lucius Malfoy.
"Longbottom is it?" He said coolly.
"Longbottom?" The woman said, her face now revealed. I recognized her immediately. She was Bellatrix Lestrang. "Why, I have had the pleasure of meeting your parents, boy…"
"I DOE YOU HAVE!" He cried, fighting against his captors.
"Let's see how long Longbottom lasts before he cracks like his parents…unless…Potter wants to do something about it?"
"DON'D GIB ID DO DEM!" He cried, "DON'D DO ID HARRY!"
Bellatrix raised her wand. "Crucio!"
"NO!" I screamed as Neville's legs drew up to his chest and he cried out in pain.
Harry spun around and his eyes widened at the sight of me, being held by Lucius.
"LET HER GO!" He screamed.
"Oh no," Lucius laughed, "That's not an option. She's coming home with me, and Draco."
"NO!" Harry cried, "LET HER GO NOW, MALFOY OR I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU!"
Malfoy thrust my body in front of his. Hot tears fell down my face as I watched Harry lower his raised wand.
"Do it Potter." Malfoy laughed placing his chin on my shoulder, "I just hope you don't miss…because then…"
He slid a long finger across my throat. "You're little girlfriend goes bye-bye."
Harry's eyes widened in horror and he gulped. "Let her go, and I'll give you the prophecy."
"Harry d—don't…" My voice quivered, "I'm n—not worth t—that…"
He looked up at me, his eyes meeting mine, and said quietly, "You're worth everything."
"Isn't that precious." Malfoy cooed, "Potter willing to risk everything for the beautiful Addie White. Too bad you'll never see her again after tonight. She's coming back to Malfoy Manor with me where she can make my son Draco very happy."
He spun me around to face him and looked me up and down, "Very, very happy…"
"LET HER GO!" A voice roared above us.
High above us, two doors burst open and Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, Kingsley, and my mother leapt into the room.
I had to act quickly. As Lucius raised his wand to fight I grabbed mine out of his pocket and kicked him, hard. Harry sprinted up toward me and unbound my arms and I pointed my wand at the back of Malfoy's neck.
"I'm nobody's gift." I whispered. "Expelliarmus!"
Lucius flew across the room, down the stone steps and landed hard.
Harry and I both ran to get Neville, who we found hurt, but still okay.
The floor exploded in font of us and before I knew it Harry was being choked by a tall, male Death Eater.
"THE PROPHECY!" He cried.
I quickly raised my wand. "Let him go!" I said through gritted teeth.
He moved Harry in front of him just as Lucius had done with me. "Can you afford to miss?" He asked.
I raised my wand a bit higher and smiled. "I never miss…STUPFY!"
I hit the man right in his left eye and he dropped Harry.
"NICE ONE!" Sirius yelled.
"HARRY! ADDIE! TAKE THE PROPHECY, GRAB NEVILLE AND RUN!" He instructed.
We did as he said and dragged Neville out of the room. Neville's legs could not support him and we were running for our lives as Death Eaters were trying to attack from every inch. Then, it happened…
The prophecy smashed.
A pearly white figure rose out of it but with all the smashed I could not make out what she said. In a few moments she dissolved, and we were all left staring at the small bits of smashed glass on the floor.
"Dubbledore!" Neville cried.
We all turned to see Dumbledore, speeding down the steps above us, his wand high above his head.
None of the Death Eater made a move, and that's when I finally realized the sheer power of Albus Dumbledore.
The only people still fighting were Sirius and Bellatrix Lestrang. I smiled in spite of myself; Sirius almost looked like he was having fun.
"Come on, you can do better than that!" He laughed as Bellatrix sent a stream of red light past him.
Then a second stream of light hit him right in the chest.
I dropped Neville's legs and turned. I heard my mother scream and I watched him fall, helplessly through the ragged veil of the old stone arch.
"DAD!" I screamed, jumping down the stone steps after Harry.
I watched him fall through the archway. I had to get there. I had to help him. I saw my mother fall to her knees. She wasn't crying. She wasn't screaming, but her face said it all…
No. I thought. He's not dead. He can't be dead.
I watched Remus Lupin pull Harry back from the veil and my world stopped.
"It's too late, Harry. There's nothing you can do…nothing…He's gone."