A/N: Please, don't kill me. I know, it's been forever. School has been hell, I went through some personal stuff, I've been busy on weekends, and now I FINALLY have some time to breathe. I didn't mean to make you guys wait this long, I'm so sorry.

Hexes and curses flew in every which direction as Isabella dodged through them all. She still wasn't sure who she stunned or killed in the process. Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around quickly and a familiar, crazy face with long black curls surrounding it and a wide smirk appeared in front of her.

She threw a stunning spell at Bellatrix, but she dodged it.

"Missed me," She mocked behind Isabella. She turned around to the sound of her voice, but Bellatrix zoomed out of the Great Hall as a puff of smoke. Isabella followed after, throwing spells at her but missing completely. She stopped in the middle of a hallway, her wand out and ready. "What's the matter, dearie," she smiled, taking her full form in front of Isabella. "Heart too good to kill me?" "As I recall, you had some sort of fling with one of the Snatchers, am I correct?" Bellatrix said, beginning to circle her. "The adorable thing is that, you think that I don't know." She laughed darkly. "It was written all over both your faces that night at the Malfoy Manor—do you remember?"

"What are you going on about?" Isabella asked suspiciously.

"I'm just saying, wouldn't it be a pity if the poor thing died?" She pouted sarcastically.

Isabella's heart broke. "What'd you do to him?"

"Nothing...yet." She smirked.

"It's gonna stay that way, because I'm going to kill you first."

"You have to catch me if you want to kill me, sweetie." She cackled, turning into smoke again and jetting off. Isabella followed after her, still trying to throw spells at her but still missing. Bellatrix landed once more on the stairwell down to the dungeons. "Ah, yes, weren't you two courting it up down in these corridors?"

Isabella's face dropped. "What else do you know?"

"I'm quite observant, you see." She smiled, walking closer to Isabella. "Slytherins do it best, so why not do it in the Slytherin common room, eh?"

Isabella narrowed her eyes at her. "Stupefy!" But Bellatrix turned into smoke again, appearing on the other side of her.

"Uh, uh, uh. I'm not finished playing with you yet." She giggled, turning into smoke once more and flying down the corridors. Isabella followed close behind, determined to finish her once and for all. She stopped outside in the courtyard, her wand at the ready again. "If he heard you being tortured...would he come running?"

Isabella swallowed hard. "Why?"

"Does he really care?" Bellatrix said, coming closer. "Let's find out, shall we?" She smiled before screaming the word she thought she'd never have to hear again. "Crucio!"

Isabella dropped to the floor, screaming and twitching excessively again. "Why are you doing this?"

"Three Robbins are already dead, why not kill one more?" She cackled loudly, torturing her again.

Isabella screamed more and more loudly. "Stop it!"

"Are you scared, Isabella?" She whispered, bending over her. "Once your little boyfriend comes to try and find you, he's all mine." She laughed darkly to herself. "And after that, so are you." She began torturing her again. Isabella tried to hold in her screams but she couldn't do it. "Go ahead, Izzy, scream for him."

"No!"

"Oh, young love...makes me sick!" Bellatrix continued to torture her, making Isabella's head pound as she screamed louder and louder.

"No! Stop!" Isabella heard Scabior's voice break through the air.

Bellatrix laughed to herself. "I knew he'd come running."

"Leave her alone, Bellatrix!"

"Now, why on earth should I do that?" Isabella heard Bellatrix's feet walking closer to Scabior, but not far enough away from her.

"She means nothin' to you, you killed her sister long ago, isn't that enough?"

"Hm, let me think about this..." Bellatrix said sarcastically. "No, don't think so." Isabella felt another wave of pain surge through her; she began to scream once more.

"Stop! Stop it!" Scabior shouted.

"Come one step closer and she's dead." Bellatrix said, pointing her wand at him. Isabella moved her head slightly up, seeing her own wand just inches from her face. She carefully grabbed it, pointing it up at Bellatrix.

"You're not allowed to kill her." Scabior spat.

"Who says?" Bellatrix said eerily sweet.

"I do. I'm the person who decides whether or not she dies."

Isabella shivered, realizing how fragile her life was in the palm of his hand. She knew what he was capable of, yet she never stopped to think about it lately.

Bellatrix threw her head back and laughed. "That's cute, but I'm still going to kill her."

Isabella stood up, her wand pointed behind Bellatrix. "You stupid bitch." Bellatrix turned around, her eyes widening as she saw how close Isabella's wand was to her face. She looked back at Scabior, then back at Isabella, realizing she was caught in the middle either way. "You killed my sister, tortured her to death, and you think you can do the same to me?" She barked out a laugh. "Well, that's where me and my sister are quite different."

"How do you mean, dearie?" Bellatrix asked, seeming slightly frightened.

Isabella smirked, looking Bellatrix in the eyes. "Torturing feels like nothing when you've already gone through with it multiple times before." She whispered. Bellatrix swallowed hard. "Go to hell...Avada Kedavra!" In seconds, Bellatrix froze in her place and with one final blast from Isabella's wand, she burst into pieces.

Isabella let out a huge breath of air, backing away from where she stood. She looked up into Scabior's eyes, who looked sad and worried. She said nothing more, walking in the castle and into the Great Hall where a battle still took place. She fought alongside Anna, killing off anyone who dared to attack them.

"Found Bellatrix yet?" Anna screamed over her shoulder.

Isabella smiled. "Yeah, she's dead."

Anna laughed. "Damn, you've got some badass traits, Is."

"I learned from the best." She looked over at Anna.

Her heart raced as she continued fighting the battle. She didn't care who she killed, as long as none of her friends died within the process. Once she turned around, her heart beat even faster than before. Her wand raised to his face, and his to hers. They just stared at each other, feeling like everything else around them was going in slow motion.

"Well, go on, do it." Isabella said, her voice shaking. "My life is in the palm of your hand, so take it."

Scabior didn't answer, swallowing over a lump in his throat. Anna appeared next to her, her wand also pointed at him.

"Isabella, listen to me, this man did horrible things to you." She said softly. "You may think you have feelings for him, but you're wrong...he's tortured you, kidnapped you, and starved you...why would that make you fall in love with him?"

Isabella's jaw quivered as she looked into his eyes, becoming colder and colder.

"Kill him." Anna said. Scabior looked over at her for a split second before looking back at Isabella.

"I have to do what I have to do..." Isabella whispered.

"Not unless I do it first." He said threateningly, causing Anna to stand between them. "Of course, Anna's always around to save the day." He smirked. "You think I'm not afraid to kill you too?"

"Go ahead, do it." Anna tempted. "It won't give you enough time to get a shot at Isabella and you'll be history, that's all that matters."

"You have no idea who you're dealin' with." He whispered.

"Hey, you lot! Come look at this!" Ginny shouted, looking out a window from the Great Hall into the courtyard. They all ran to the window, looking out. Harry and Voldemort had fallen from the sky, and were now on the ground, army crawling toward their wands. They both stood up, casting different spells at each other. Green and red light shot up from the meeting point of their spells.

"Oh my god." Isabella whispered. Suddenly, Voldemort recoiled, a look of horror on his face. Harry looked back, trying to see what the source of his recoil was. Isabella looked out into the hall where a huge cloud of black smoke seemed to drift into the air next to Neville.

He killed the snake. It was only Voldemort now, he was so vulnerable.

Isabella looked back out the window and once more, green and red flames went up from the center of their wands, but it seemed like Harry's light was being sent farther down Voldemort's. His face was etched with fright as the light reached the tip of his wand, sending it flying in the air and into Harry's hand.

Isabella watched, horrified, as it appeared to look like Voldemort was turning into ash. The bits of his skin flew up in the air as he tried to scream, but no sound came out.

It was over...Voldemort was dead. People cheered all around, hugging one another. Anna even flung her arms around Isabella, surprising her. She smiled, turning around to find Scabior, but he wasn't there. She searched all around the room, but there was no sign.

She ran into the entrance hall, once again, looking around...but he wasn't there.

He retreated.

Coward.

A/N: Once again, I'm so sorry guys. Like I've said, I have all the chapters already typed and ready to go. Two more to go :)! Don't forget to review! Until the next one!

Song inspiration for this chapter is "In For The Kill" by La Roux (Skrillex remix [because it's epic])