Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter. Just Rose, for she is mine and she shall be my squishy. :D
Chapter 37-
"Well this is rather boring." Voldemort yawned as he held his head in the hand he wasn't using to support Rose's weight. "It was more entertaining when you were awake." He watched as the limp girl frowned in her sleep wishing that she would wake up so he could have some fun.
"Draco...." She said worriedly. Voldemort frowned. He looked up to the blonde haired boy who held Rose's affection.
"What's that my dear?" He smiled in his own amusement. "Kill Draco you say. Well don't worry, soon his father will have finished him off. Once he's done playing." Rose's frown deepened. She began to stir and red eyes met green as Rose tried to figure out what the heck happened and where she was. "Awake so soon?"
Then it all hit her at once and her eyes widened. What in the hell was she doing in Voldemorts lap, OF ALL PEOPLE. But she was soo shocked by her predicament she didn't know what to do. All she could figure out at that moment was that she was in a hell of a lot of pain.
"Is there something wrong my dear?" He asked in mock concern.
She glared, finally coming to, and spat in his face. Voldemort closed his eyes as the spit hit his face and frowned. When his eyes opened back up it felt like his gaze was burning her with its angry intensity. She shrunk back a little as she tried to scramble off his lab. She was helped along the way by Voldemort standing abruptly from his seat, whiping the saliva off his dead white face. "I do believe that was uncalled for." He leveled his glare on her once more as he took out his wand. Rose reached for hers and found that it was missing from its rightful place in her pocket. She looked back up and the dark figure and found that he was waving the slender wand in hand. "Looking for something?" He deposited the wand inside his robe and waved his own wand in the air. "Crucio!"
Rose felt the familiar pain of the unforgiveable fly through her body like lightning. She was on her back, wriggling around like she was having a seizure. She almost wished that was what it was. A seizure was bound to be far less painful. But all thought was lost as all her pains combined into one giant pain that almost made her wish she would just die and get it over with. She almost passed out when part of the pain finally stopped and she could breath and think again.
"I told you that I didn't want to harm you. But it was your own fault." Voldemort threw her wand to the ground by her head. "Now get up and duel me, I'm bored of your friends pitiful attempts to get the better of my minions." She could barely register his voice as she reached wearily for her wand. She new she couldn't beat the damned bastard, but she would try.
Ginny had no clue what the heck she was gonna do. She had been transported along with everyone else and immediately took cover behind a tree. She couldn't use magic so what use was she. All she could do was hide. She almost wanted to cry as she saw her friends being tossed around and shot at from every direction. And not to mention that Rose was now being Crucioed right before her eyes. "Damn you." She eyed Voldemort loathingly.
As Rose had finally gotten to her knees she realized that, at the moment, she couldn't seem to get to her feet. She wrapped her arms around her torso so as to hold herself together. The pain was wripping her apart. Then out of the corner of her eyes she saw two figures standing next to her. She couldn't tell if they were friend or foe, but that question was quickly answered by the death glare Voldemort had on his face. Rose couldn't help but smirk at his anger, but it was quickly wiped off her face as the pain became more intense.
She heard one of the two people shout a curse and a red light shot at the dark lord. She recognized the voice as McGonagall. Then a vision of McGonagall and Kingsley laying face down on the ground whipped through her mind and she went stiff. She couldn't just kneel there and let that dream, no nightmare, become reality. She struggled to her feet trying with all her might to ignore the pain. With her wand in hand she headed into the battle, hoping she wouldn't be overcome with the life threatening agony she new was coming.
Lucius frowned down at the unconscious boy that was his son. He couldn't believe how pathetic he had gotten. "Pity." He was just about to finish the job when a green light hit his wrist, sending his wand flying. It landed in a pale hand and Lucius growled at the potions master. "Snape." He greeted stiffly.
"Malfoy." The stoic professor returned. Lucius vanished in a cloud of black smoke knowing full well that he couldn't win in such a situation. He only hoped that Voldemort wouldn't kill him for his cowardice.
Snape knelt at Draco's side confirming that he was alive with his fingers pressed against his neck feeling the life giving beat of his pulse.
"Rose probably wouldn't be too happy if you had stupidly gotten yourself killed." He said to the unconscious Slytherin.
The pain from the gash in her thigh was beginning to make her wish that she could chop the offending appendage off as she limped to the side, trying to avoid a very nasty spell sent from the angry snakelike being. He wasn't really aiming for her, but it seemed as if most of his spells found their way towards her.
"No!!!" Kingsley was on the ground, unmoving. Rose wasn't sure what spell had rendered him unconscious, but she hoped for dear life that it wasn't the one she was thinking of.
McGonagall was now on her own, well, besides Rose, who wasn't really being of much help in her state. She was just waiting for the moment that her old head of house would be sent to the ground as well. It wasn't too long after that thought that she was eating dirt along with Kingsley, and Rose cursed herself as tears ran down her face. McGonagall was gone. Voldemort had killed her. She ran to her side and shook her with all the strength she could muster and yelled at the Transfigurations professor almost angrily. "Wake up...no...don't go.." The pain she was feeling was too much to bare as she fell to her side, curling into a fetal position.
"Well, now that they are out of the way." He knelt down and with one white, boney finger he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and watched her strained face. "There are soo many others that could die at my hand today." Voldemort looked around and found that Snape was among the crowd trying to defend some of the students. "But..." He turned back to her. "they don't have to." Rose could barely hear him, she had to concentrate very hard on his sickening voice. She new what he was about to say was important in keeping her loved ones alive. "All you have to do is say you will stay with me." She almost vomitted as the words left his mouth. Who did he think she was?
"Why..?" She managed to grunt.
"Isn't it obvious?" He asked, but went on anyways. "You are strong, you don't seem to have the ability to die, and you are a somewhat attractive female." Now Rose knew she was going to throw up.
Voldemort then ended up laying on top of her and she thought that he was trying something, but then she saw Ginny standing behind where he was with a fist sitting where his head was. Rose almost smiled, it was the second time today someone had taken Voldemort down without a wand.
He got back up rubbing his sore head and turned quickly to the red head, hell bent on inflicting some kind of damage. He swung his hand out catching Ginny's cheek with the back of his hand. She fell to the ground, her head reeling from the impact. "I don't believe that was wise, considering your predicament." He growled and kicked her in the back. Rose could almost hear her ribs cracking under the pressure and flinched slightly. Ginny fell unconscious from the pain and Voldemort was turning back to her, replacing the glare with an impassive expression. "I think she will do to convince you of your answer." He let out a small laugh as Rose got to her knees. She felt a little dizzy, probably from the loss of blood from the gash in her thigh. "It just takes one word."
She bit her tongue and knew the end was near. The blue light had begun to eminate from her body and Voldemorts eyes grew slightly wider. "NEVER!!!" She shouted as the light flew out from her in every direction. But all at once everything was stopped. Rose was still kneeling when she found that she didn't fell any pain other then the injuries she had obtained and she looked around in shock. Voldemort was standing wide eyed and looked as if he was going to turn and run. She looked to her friends and saw that they were the same. No movement was seen from anyone until, out of nowhere, Fefdyn and Harry appeared in the center of the battlefield. The unicorn galloped in her direction as Harry ran towards the group of students and Snape.
"Rose, are you well?" He asked.
"Fine." She said shortly.
"I need you to stay here. When Harry and I will move all your friends to a safer distance. Time will then be uninterrupted and the aura will consume everyone we leave." He explained. Rose only half understood what he was talking about as she watched Harry apply some kind of glitter to the foreheads of everyone that was to be moved.
"Done!" Harry yelled as he finished with Draco.
"Wait! What about Ginny?" She asked as she pointed to the young girl lying at Fefdyn's hooves.
"She will be fine." Fefdyn said. "But I think you should be closer to her." Rose nodded once and crawled to the girl.
"Now what?" She asked.
It almost seemed like Fefdyn was smiling in amusement at the poor girl. "You will see." He said and then disappeared as quickly as he had come along with Harry and everyone that had been marked. Rose looked down at Ginny, hoping beyond hope that she would survive this.
Time was then released and the blue light consumed everyone withing a mile radius.
(-B Oooo a cliffy. But the end is near. I really didn't plan on this fight being strewn over so many chapters. But I guess watever works. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Plz review if you have the time. B-)