"Will she ever wake up?" Courtney was fading in and out of consciousness. A dark figure loomed above and she fought to remember where she was. She reached into her pocket. Her wand was still there. Her hands grabbed it and carefully. The man was talking to himself again. He said her name and it brought her back.
She jumped out of the bed. He was startled, but regained composure soon enough to yell "Expelliarmus!" Courtney's wand went flying; this wasn't a big problem since all the angels had been trained to fight in a muggle fashion. She dived at feet and knocked him over. She grabbed her wand and stuck it in pocket. He had gotten up and was yelling for his minions in a magically amplified voices. When no one appeared, he held his wand out in front of him with a slightly shaking hand. She kicked and knocked his wand across the room, but he in return had grabbed hold of her foot.
With new found confidence, he pushed her into a corner. He followed and held her shoulders against the wall.
"You shouldn't mess with me," he drawled. The smirk on his face made the rage well up inside her, " Or you'll end up just like your mother. Your poor mudblood mother, of course she didn't tell your father. She knew he would kill her, so she lied. But he found out, she couldn't hide it forever."
With the power and hatred that had come from deep inside her, she needed him in the crotch. He gasped and fell to the ground. Courtney walked out the door.
"Harry," said Professor Dumbledore, "tell them everything you just told me." Harry Potter looked around the room. All four angels sat there waiting, listening.
"Well," said Harry, "I was in divination and I wasn't doing to well and I was falling asleep ("Not again!" cried Hermione.) and well I had this dream thingy. And Voldemort (flinch) was in it and so was Malfoy. And well You-know-who upset at Malfoy for losing something." Harry and Dumbledore left. All the angels looked toward their mentors.
"Angels," said Lupin, "We've got to find out what that something is and get it here before the Dark Lord gets it."
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She jumped out of the bed. He was startled, but regained composure soon enough to yell "Expelliarmus!" Courtney's wand went flying; this wasn't a big problem since all the angels had been trained to fight in a muggle fashion. She dived at feet and knocked him over. She grabbed her wand and stuck it in pocket. He had gotten up and was yelling for his minions in a magically amplified voices. When no one appeared, he held his wand out in front of him with a slightly shaking hand. She kicked and knocked his wand across the room, but he in return had grabbed hold of her foot.
With new found confidence, he pushed her into a corner. He followed and held her shoulders against the wall.
"You shouldn't mess with me," he drawled. The smirk on his face made the rage well up inside her, " Or you'll end up just like your mother. Your poor mudblood mother, of course she didn't tell your father. She knew he would kill her, so she lied. But he found out, she couldn't hide it forever."
With the power and hatred that had come from deep inside her, she needed him in the crotch. He gasped and fell to the ground. Courtney walked out the door.
"Harry," said Professor Dumbledore, "tell them everything you just told me." Harry Potter looked around the room. All four angels sat there waiting, listening.
"Well," said Harry, "I was in divination and I wasn't doing to well and I was falling asleep ("Not again!" cried Hermione.) and well I had this dream thingy. And Voldemort (flinch) was in it and so was Malfoy. And well You-know-who upset at Malfoy for losing something." Harry and Dumbledore left. All the angels looked toward their mentors.
"Angels," said Lupin, "We've got to find out what that something is and get it here before the Dark Lord gets it."
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