Harry felt like he was going to be sick.

Filch took them down to Professor McGonagall's study. He and Neville (who was caught while out looking for them. Trying to warn them about Malfoy) were left with McGonagall. Tilly and Malfoy were dragged away to be dealt with by Snape.

The lack of sleep combined with the pain from his earlier fall was causing his head to pound. How could they have let this happen? Why did he keep letting Malfoy get to him? He got lucky with the midnight dual. They didn't need to keep an eye out tonight, but Harry insisted. There was no way he could talk his way out of this one. The more he thought about it, the madder he got at himself.

"I would never have believed it of any of you. Mr Filch found you wandering around the halls. It's one o'clock in the morning. Explain yourselves."

Harry couldn't think of any excuses. He just stayed quiet.

"I think I've got a good idea of what's been going on," said Professor McGonagall.

"It doesn't take a genius to work it out. You fed Draco Malfoy some cock-and-bull story about a dragon, trying to get him out of bed and into trouble. I've already caught him. I suppose you think it's funny that Longbottom here heard the story and believed it, too?"

Harry started shaking his head, silently trying to communicate to Neville that wasn't the case. The poor child looked like he was about to burst into tears. Harry knew how scary this would have been for Neville to follow them. So having something like this happen must have been horrible.

"I'm disgusted," said Professor McGonagall. "Four students out of bed in one night! I've never heard of such a thing before! Mr Potter, I thought Gryffindor meant more to you than this.

The both of you will receive detentions! Yes, you too, Mr. Longbottom, nothing gives you the right to walk around school at night, especially these days, it's very dangerous, and fifty points will be taken from Gryffindor."

"Fifty?" Harry gasped.

"Each." The Professor replied.

"Professor, please!"

"You can't-"

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do, Potter. Now get back to bed, both of you. I've never been more ashamed of Gryffindor students."

Harry didn't sleep that night. He was too distracted by the sounds of Neville sobbing into his pillow, and the thoughts of what might have happened to Tilly. He was stuck between not wanting the morning to come and wanting to find out what happened to his friend.

When Harry made his way down to the great hall that morning, Diana was the first to greet him.

"So, I'm guessing you decided to do something stupid last night?" She asked with a smile on her face.

Harry let out a grunt of agreement and looked towards the other end of the hall. As expected, there were a hundred fewer points in the Gryffindor hourglass. Harry felt his stomach start to churn again at the thought of having to deal with his angry housemates.

"What am I gonna do?" Harry asked Diana.

"Not much you can do," Diana said. "Don't worry, Harry. This whole house point thing is dumb anyway. People will forget about it in a few weeks."

Despite Diana's words, Harry felt like it was going to be a long few weeks.

"Have you seen Tilly?" Harry asked.

"Not yet. Why did something happen?"

"She was with me when we got caught."

"Harry… She, oh no."

Diana could tell Diana was working out what happened last night. If Harry and Tilly got caught, then Tilly would have been sent to Snape. Who hated Tilly.

"You don't think she's been expelled, do you?!" Harry worried. Diana stayed quiet, which made Harry worry even more.

Diana continued standing there, trying to work out what to say. Trying to fix this situation somehow.

Luckily, Tilly came into the hall a few seconds later. The relief in Harry's chest didn't last long, due to seeing the look on Tilly's face. She looked as tired as Harry felt, and it seemed like she had been crying a lot.

"Tilly, are you okay?" Harry asked.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

The three decided to try and not focus on it, but as they went about their day, they found that this was easier said, then done. Everywhere he went, Harry was being given dirty looks from other Gryffindor, and even some Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. They were all mad that Slytherins would most likely be winning the house cup again. Thanks to his mess up.

To add salt in the wound a lot of the more annoying Slytherins started thanking him.

"Thanks for making up for Blake's idiocy, Potter." One of the older students said as they passed Harry and Tilly in the hall.

Harry felt his anger flare, and Tilly's started clenching her teeth.

Harry felt like there were only a few people who hadn't completely turned their back on him. Even his fellow Quidditch teammates were refusing to use his name.

It felt like everything was falling apart. Everyone hated him, and his friends had even started fighting amongst themselves. It started with Ron and Hermione getting into a shouting match. With Ron defending Harry, and Hermione, saying he can't break school rules just because he felt like it. It ended with Hermione refusing to study with them anymore, which was another blow to Tilly.

Then it spread to Diana. Who had been getting into arguments with Fred and George over how they had been treating Harry during Quidditch practice. After a while, Diana started giving them the silent treatment, which seemed to put them into an even more foul mood.

Harry eventually decided that it would be best to just keep his head down and to not stick his nose in anyone else's business. Since everything else made him feel miserable, Harry planned to keep his mind occupied by studying for the end of year exams.

Unfortunately, this didn't last long, because a week before the exams, Harry found himself presented with a situation.

He was walking out of the library by himself when he heard the sound of someone sniffling inside one of the classrooms. When he got closer, he could make out that it was Quirrell's voice.

"No...no, not again, please-" It sounded like someone was threatening the man.

"All right, all right." Quirrell sobbed quietly.

Harry moved out of the way when hearing Quirrell's footsteps moving towards the door. The Professor emerged from the room and straightened out his turban. He had a pale look on his face and was making sad sounds as he left.

Harry wondered if he even noticed them. After Quirrell was out of sight, Harry looked around the empty classroom. Who was Quirrell talking to?

Harry did notice that there was another entrance towards the other side of the classroom. He moved towards it but stopped himself. Remembering that he swore to himself not to get involved.

Nevertheless, Harry couldn't help but think that it was Snape who just left. If Snape talked to Quirrell, that would mean the man couldn't have finally gotten the information he wanted.

He rushed back to the library, where Tilly and Diana focused on studying for their potions exams. Harry told them what he'd heard.

"So Snape's found out how to break Quirrell's Anti-Dark Force spell-"

"There's still Fluffy, though," said Harry.

"Maybe Snape's found out how to get past him without asking Hagrid," Diana said, as she moved closer to Harry. "Like many, he found it in a book or something? What should we do?"

Diana's eyes had gone wide with excitement. Harry opened his mouth to answer, but Tilly beat him to it.

"Go to the teachers or Dumbledore. We should have told them ages ago."

"But they won't believe us. Remember how Hagrid reacted when we told him about Snape?"

"Well, that's on them. If they won't do anything that's their fault." Tilly said. "We did everything we could to help them."

"But what if someone gets hurt?" Diana argued.

"The teachers won't let that happen," Tilly said, but you could tell she wasn't a hundred percent confident with her statement.

"They've shown themselves to be the most competent people in the world?"

Tilly went quite.

"Come on, you two. You know they need our help. They're not going to believe us, so we need to take care of this ourselves."

"I can't get in trouble again," Tilly said suddenly. "I can't.. I don't want Snape-"

Tilly didn't finish her sentence. She just held her head in her hands. Harry moved to place a comforting hand on her shoulder. Diana had a look of regret on her face.

"I'm sorry, Tilly."

The conversation ended, and the three went back to studying.

The next morning, Professor McGonagall handed notes to Harry, Tilly, and Neville during breakfast.

They all said the same thing:

Your detention will take place at eleven o'clock tonight.

Meet Mr Filch in the entrance hall.

Tilly also received a letter in the mail but went quiet after reading it. Her family must have gotten the news about what happened.

Later that night, Harry said good-bye to Ron in the common room and went down to the entrance hall to meet up with Tilly and Neville.

Filch was already there, and so was Malfoy. Harry had forgotten that Malfoy had also gotten detention, for that night.

"Follow me," said Filch, lighting a lamp and leading them outside. "I bet you'll think twice about breaking a school rule again, won't you, eh?"

Nobody said anything.

"Oh yes... hard work and pain are the best teachers if you ask me... It's just a pity they let the old punishments die out... hang you by your wrists from the ceiling for a few days, I've got the chains still in my office, keep 'em well oiled in case they're ever needed... Right, off we go, and don't think of running off, now, it'll be worse for you if you do."

They continued to follow Filch silently. Everything was quiet, except for Neville sniffing.

Harry looked up for a second to catch a glimpse at the full moon. There were still a few clouds in the sky. It was causing the light from the moon to be blocked out. Harry then turned his head to see Hagrid's hut in the distance.

"Is that you, Filch? Hurry up, I want ter get started."

Harry felt a smile creep onto his face. If they were going to be working with Hagrid, it wouldn't be so bad.

"I suppose you think you'll be enjoying yourself with that oaf?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, think again, boy, it's into the forest you're going, and I'm much mistaken if you'll all come out in one piece."

Neville let out a sob when hearing this, and Mafloy froze in place.

"The forest?" he asked. His usual cool demeanour was slipping. "We can't go in there at night. There are all sorts of things in there. Werewolves, I heard."

Neville clutched the sleeve of Harry's robe, and Tilly spoke up for the first time since they got there.

"Stop being such a baby."

Harry was a bit taken back by Tilly's tone of voice. It was an annoyed tone, but not like a minor inconvenience annoyed. Downright angry annoyed

"But werewolves-" Malfoy tried to argue back but was interrupted by Filch.

"Should've thought of things like werewolves before you got in trouble, shouldn't you?"

Hagrid made his way out of the hunt with his large crossbow, and a quiver of arrows slung over his shoulder, and Fang trailing behind him.

"Abou' time," he said. "I bin waitin' fer half an hour already. All right, Harry, Tilly?"

"I shouldn't be too friendly to them, Hagrid," Filch said, coldly, They're here to be punished, after all."

"That's why yer late, is it?" said Hagrid, frowning at Filch. "Bin lecturin' them, eh?'Snot your place ter do that. Yeh've done yer bit, I'll take over from here."

"I'll be back at dawn," said Filch, "for what's left of them," he added grumperly, before heading back to the castle.

Malfoy now turned to Hagrid.

"I'm not going in that forest!" Harry noted that he wasn't even trying to keep his cold demeanour anymore.

"Yeh are if yeh want ter stay at Hogwarts," said Hagrid fiercely. "Yeh've done wrong an' now yeh've got ter pay fer it."

"But this is servant stuff, it's not for students to do. I thought we'd be copying lines or something, if my father knew I was doing this, he'd - "

Malfoy stopped mid-sentence when Tilly elbowed him in the shoulder.

"Copyin' lines!" Hagrid shouted. "What good's that ter anyone? Yeh'll do summat useful or Yeh'll get out. If yeh think yer father'd rather you were expelled, then get back off ter the castle an' pack. Go on"'

Malfoy didn't move. He just gives Hagrid an angry look, then looked down at the grass.

"Right then," said Hagrid, "now, listen carefully, 'cause it's dangerous what we're gonna do tonight, an' I don' want no one takin' risks. Follow me over here a moment."

Hagrid led the four of them to the edge of the forest. He held up a lamp and pointed down a narrow track between the woods.

"Look there," Hagrid said. "See that stuff shinin' on the ground?"

"The silvery stuff?" Tilly asked.

"Yep! That's unicorn blood. There's a unicorn in there bin hurt badly by summat. This is the second time in a week. I found one dead last Wednesday. We're gonna try an' find the poor thing. We might have ter put it out of its misery."

"And what if whatever hurt the unicorn finds us first?" Malfoy said while quaking in fear.

"There's nothin' that lives in the forest that'll hurt yeh if yer with me or Fang," said Hagrid. "An' keep ter the path. Right, now, we're gonna split inter two parties an' follow the trail in diff'rent directions. There's blood all over the place, it must've bin staggerin' around since last night at least."

"FINE, but I want Fang," said Malfoy quickly, looking at Fang's long teeth.

"All right, but I warn yeh, he's a coward," said Hagrid." So me, Harry, an' Tilly'll go one way an' Draco, Neville, an' Fang'll go the other. Now, if any of us finds the unicorn, we'll send up green sparks, right? Get yer wands out an' practice now. That's it, an' if anyone gets in trouble, send up red sparks, an' we'll all come an' find yeh. So, be careful. Let's go."

Each group made their way down the path until they reached a fork in the road, and Harry, Tilly, and Hagrid took the left path while Malfoy, Neville, and Fang took a right.

As they walked, Harry kept spotting little spots of silver on the ground and the trees. He turned to see Hagrid with an anxious look on his face.

"Could a werewolf be killing the unicorns?" Harry asked.

"I didn't think there were any werewolves at Hogwarts," Tilly added on.

"Not fast enough," said Hagrid. "It's not easy ter catch a unicorn, they're powerful magic creatures. I never knew one ter be hurt before."

As the continued Harry kept looking around his surroundings. They passed an old mossy tree stump and a small stream. The spots of unicorn blood were present the whole way.

Harry heard Tilly make a nervous noise when she found a large pool of blood.

"You all right, Tilly?" Hagrid whispered. "Don' worry, it can't av gone far if it's this badly hurt, an' then we'll be able ter, GET BEHIND THAT TREE!"

Hagrid grabbed the two of them by the back of their uniforms and chucked them behind a giant oak.

He fitted one of the arrows to his crossbow and raised it. Ready to fire

Harry and Tilly watched and listened as Hagrid kept looking around.

Something was moving around over a pile of dead leaves. It sounded like a piece of fabric being dragged across the ground. Hagrid kept looking around but didn't have any luck in finding the source of the mystery noise.

After a while, the sound faded away.

"I knew it, " he murmured. "There's summat in here that shouldn' be."

"A werewolf?" Harry suggested. He was feeling a bit nervous.

"That wasn' no werewolf an' it wasn' no unicorn, neither," said Hagrid grimly. "Right, follow me, but careful, now."

Harry and Tilly followed behind Hagrid. Both clinging to each other.

Both of them tighten their grips when seeing something in the distance move.

"Who's there?" Hagrid called. "Show yerself, I'm armed!"

A figure came into the clearing. It was some kind of horseman? Man horse?

Harry and Tilly both gasped at the appearance of the red-haired horse person.

"Oh, it's you, Ronan," said Hagrid in relief. "How are yeh?"

Hagrid walked forward and shook the centaur's hand.

"Good evening to you, Hagrid," said Ronan. There was a hint of sorrow in his voice. "Were you going to shoot me?"

"Can't be too careful, Ronan," said Hagrid, patting his crossbow. "There's summat bad loose in this forest. This is Harry Potter an' Tilly Blake, by the way. Students up at the school. An' this is Ronan, you two. He's a centaur."

Harry and Tilly both gave him an awkward hello. Still in shock over his sudden appearance.

"Good evening," said Ronan. "Students are you? And do you learn much, up at the school?"

"A little," Tilly answered timidly as she reached up on her tiptoes to shake the centaur's hand.

"A little. Well, that's something." Ronan sighed.

He flung back his head and stared at the sky.

"Mars is bright tonight," Ronan said, which caused Harry and Tilly to give each other confused looks.

"Yeah," said Hagrid, glancing up, too. "Listen, I'm glad we've run inter yeh, Ronan, 'cause there's a unicorn bin hurt. You seen anythin'?"

Ronan took a couple of seconds to answer. He just stared up at the dark night sky for a while. He let out a sigh and looked back down.

"Always the innocent are the first victims," he said."So it has been for ages past, so it is now."

"Yeah," said Hagrid, "but have yeh seen anythin', Ronan? Anythin' unusual?"

"Mars is bright tonight," Ronan repeated, while Hagrid watched him impatiently. "Unusually bright."

"Yeah, but I was meanin' anythin' unusual a bit nearer home, said Hagrid. "So yeh haven't noticed anythin' strange?"

"The forest hides many secrets."

Some coming from behind the trees caused Hagrid to raise his bow again, but it was just another centaur. This one being bigger than Ronan with jet black hair.

A movement in the trees behind Ronan made Hagrid raise his bow again, but it was only a second centaur, black-haired and -bodied and wilder-looking than Ronan.

"Hullo, Bane," said Hagrid. "All right?"

"Good evening, Hagrid, I hope you are well?"

"Well enough. Look, I've jus' bin askin' Ronan, you seen anythin' odd in here lately? There's a unicorn bin injured. Would yeh know anythin' about it?"

Bane looked up to the sky, much like Ronan had before.

"Mars is bright tonight," he said.

"We've heard," Hagrid said. Getting slightly annoyed with the phase. "Well, if either of you does see anythin', let me know, won't yeh? We'll be off, then."

Harry and Tilly rushed to follow Hagrid out of the clearing. Now and again, they would look back at Ronan and Bane until they disappeared behind the trees.

"Never," Hagrid said, irritably, "Try an' get a straight answer out of a centaur. Ruddy stargazers. Not interested in anythin' closer'n the moon."

Harry and Tilly gave him sympathetic, but awkward smiles.

"Are there many of them in here?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, a fair few... Keep themselves to themselves mostly, but they're good enough about turnin' up if ever I want a word. They're deep, mind, centaurs... they know things... jus' don' let on much."

"D'you think that was a centaur we heard earlier?" Harry asked.

"Did that sound like hooves to you? Nah, if yeh ask me, that was what's bin killin' the unicorns. Never heard anythin' like it before."

The three continued their walk. Harry could help the nervous chill that kept going down his spine. He had a weird feeling that someone or something was watching them. He was certainly glad that Hagrid had that crossbow with him.

As they passed another bend in the rocky path, Tilly grabbed hold of Hagrid's sleeve.

"Hagrid! Look!"

Hagrid looked to see red sparks, signalling that the others were in trouble.

"You two wait here!" Hagrid shouted. "Stay on the path; I'll come back for yeh!"

Hagrid started barrelling through the forest, leaving Harry and Tilly standing on their own. Much like before they stayed close together. Listening to the sounds of the woods.

"I hope Nevillie's okay," Tilly said.

"If something's got, Neville... it's my fault he's here in the first place."

"That's not… It wouldn't…" Tilly started. "It would be my fault. I'm the one who let Mafloy find out in the first place."

"You didn't let him find out. He was being a nosy brat!"

"Yeah, but-"

"No buts. It wasn't your fault, Tilly. Really. You were only trying to help Hagrid."

"I just… It's been a rough couple of days that I wish didn't happen."

"It'll get better."

Tilly smiled at Harry.

"Hopefully everything will work out soon."

The minutes continued to drag by. Harry started to wonder what was going on. Where were the others?

Thankfully Hagrid returned with Malfoy, Neville, and Fang. The only thing was, he was absolutely fuming.

Malfoy had apparently sneaked up behind Neville and scared him as a joke. Neville had panicked and

Malfoy, it seemed, had sneaked up behind Neville and grabbed him as a joke. Neville had panicked and sent up the sparks.

"We'll be lucky ter catch anythin' now, with the racket you two were makin'. Right, we're changin' groups. Neville, you stay with me an' Tilly, Harry, you go with Fang an' this idiot. I'm sorry," Hagrid added in a whisper to Harry, "but he'll have a harder time frightenin' you, an' we've gotta get this done."

Harry nodded his head in understanding but had a hard time hiding the sour look on his face.

So Harry headed off further into the forest with Malfoy and Fang. He looked back for a second to see Tilly giving him a sympathetic smile while she was confronting a crying Neville.

Harry, Fang, and Malfoy walked down the path for nearly half an hour. It started to get darker and darker, the further they got. Harry was having a hard time seeing anything due to the thickness of the trees.

Harry wasn't sure if he was going crazy, but he could have sworn that the blood was getting thicker. There were larger spots near some trees like an animal had been around in pain.

Harry looked towards a clearing up ahead. Towards a bunch of branches of the massive old oak.

Harry held out his hand to stop Malfoy.

"Look, " he murmured.

Harry pointed to something that was lighty glowing on the ground. The two children moved forward.

It was the unicorn. It was dead

The poor thing was spread out of the ground. Legs stuck out at odd angles. The pure white colour of its fur and mane stood out against dark leaves. Harry took a step forward but stopped when she heard a slithering sound nearby. A hooded figure crawled out of the bushes. Harry, Fang and Malfoy all stood there, frozen in fear. The cloaked figure reached the unicorn, lowered its head over the wound in the animal's side, and began to drink the animal's blood.

"AAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Malfoy screamed. He and Fang ran off as fast as they could.

The figure lifted its head and stared right at Harry. The blood dripped down its chin. It started rushing towards Harry, who was still frozen with fear.

A pain then shot through Harry's head. It felt like his brain was on fire. He clutched his head and staggered backwards. He vaguely heard the sound of hooves in the distance. Another figure jumped into the clearing and charged at the figure.

Harry fell to his knees due to the pain in his head. After a bit, things went quiet. He looked up to see that the creature was gone and another a centaur was standing over him. It wasn't Ronan or Bane. This was a different centaur, who was younger with bright blond hair.

"Are you all right?" said the centaur, pulling Harry to his feet.

"Yes, thank you, what was that thing?"

The centaur didn't say anything. His light blue eyes just bone into Harry. He looked carefully at Harry. His eyes focused on Harry's scar.

"You are the Potter child," he said. "You had better get back to Hagrid. The forest is not safe at this time, especially for you. Can you ride? It will be quicker this way."

"My name is Firenze," he added, as he lowered himself onto his front legs so that Harry could climb onto his back. There was suddenly a sound of more galloping from the other side of the clearing. Ronan and Bane came bursting through the trees.

"Firenze!" Bane shouted. "What are you doing? You have a human on your back! Have you no shame? Are you a common mule?"

"Do you realize who this is?" Firenze said. "This is the Potter child. The quicker he leaves this forest, the better."

"What have you been telling him?" Bane growled. "Remember, Firenze; we are sworn not to set ourselves against the heavens. Have we not read what is to come in the movements of the planets?"

"I'm sure Firenze thought he was acting for the best," Ronan said in his gloomy voice, as he pawed the ground nervously.

Bane kicked his back legs in anger. "For the best! What is that to do with us? Centaurs are concerned with what has been foretold! It is not our business to run around like donkeys after stray humans in our forest!"

Firenze suddenly reared on to his hind legs in anger, so that Harry had to grab his shoulders to stop himself from falling off. "Do you not see that unicorn?"

Firenze bellowed at Bane. "Do you not understand why it was killed? Or have the planets not let you in on that secret? I set myself against what is lurking in this forest, Bane, yes, with humans alongside me if I must."

Firenze whisked around; with Harry clutching on as best he could, they plunged off into the trees, leaving Ronan and Bane behind them.

Harry had no idea what was going on.

"Why's Bane so angry?" he asked. "What was that thing you saved me from, anyway?"

Firenze slowed down and told Harry to duck his head to avoid the low-hanging branches. Firenze stayed silent as they walked. As they passed through a particularly dense patch of trees, Firenze stopped suddenly.

"Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood is used for?"

"Um," said Harry, startled by the odd question.

"They use the hair in wands, and we used the horn and tail hair in Potions class, but I don't know about the blood."

"That is because it is a monstrous thing, to slay a unicorn," Firenze said. "Only one who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep you alive, even if you are an inch from death, but at a terrible price. You have slain something pure and defenceless to save yourself, and you will have but a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches your lips."

Harry's eyes went wide.

"But who'd be that desperate?" he wondered. "If you're going to be cursed forever, death's better, isn't it?"

"It is," Firenze agreed, "unless all you need is to stay alive long enough to drink something else, something that will bring you back to full strength and power. Something that will mean you can never die. Mr Potter, do you know what is hidden in the school at this very moment?"

"The Philosopher's Stone! Of course! The Elixir of Life! But I don't understand who- "

"Can you think of nobody who has waited many years to return to power, who has clung to life, awaiting their chance?"

Harry felt his blood go cold. He remembered back to what Hagrid said the first time they met. Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough human left in him to die.

"Do you mean," Harry croaked, "that was Vol-"

"Harry! Harry, are you all right?" Tilly said while rushing towards them. With Hagrid and the others trailing behind.

"I'm okay," Harry said, still in shock. "The unicorn's dead, Hagrid, it's in that clearing back there."

"This is where I leave you," Firenze murmured as Hagrid left to find the unicorn. "You are safe now."

Harry slid off his back.

"Good luck, Potter child," said Firenze. "The planets have been misread before now, even by centaurs. I hope this is one of those times."

Firenze turned and made his way back deeper into the forest.

Harry and Tilly met up with Diana the next morning. After another sleepless night. Harry started explaining what happened. Harry nervously paced back and forth.

"Snape wants the Stone for Voldemort... and Voldemort's waiting in the forest ... and all this time we thought Snape just wanted to get rich..."

"Firenze saved me, but he shouldn't have done so… Bane was furious... he was talking about interfering with what the planets say is going to happen... They must show that Voldemort's coming back... Bane thinks Firenze should have let Voldemort kill me... I suppose that's written in the stars as well."

"So all I've got to wait for now is Snape to steal the Stone," Harry went on feverishly, "then Voldemort will be able to come and finish me off... Well, I suppose Bane will be happy."

"Don't talk like that, Harry!" Tilly said.

"What are we gonna do?" Harry said.

Nobody said anything. They just didn't know what was going to happen next.