At one point, Draco heard a crack and a scream and saw Starr plunging to
the floor, her wings, broken. Later, Voldemort dragged her near him. Her
arm was hanging, debilitated, beside her. He raised her in front of
Draco's face.
"Draco Malfoy, do you love this whore? Of course you do. Who couldn't. It is her fault this world is as it is now. She killed my father and she will pay. I will rid her from your life and send this bitch back to hell. Gaze in her eyes once more." Draco shivered with anger and fear. Voldemort lifted Starr in front of him, "you will no longer fuck those bastards who are driven insane by your beauty. You damned me the moment you fucked my father, and now your turn has come. You are now to fall, bitch." Voldemort turned to Draco, looked back at Starr and picked up a spear from a fallen Death Eater. He threw Starr a few feet and raised the spear. She fell against professor Dibbs, who was dead with his own spear jabbed through his throat. Draco watched in horror as Voldemort thrust the spear in her left eye. Her screams rang out, breaking the glass of the hall. She pitched backward, the spear still in her eye, as she yanked at the wooded handle.
After ripping the handle out of the hole where her eye had once been, she staggered to her feet. The blood from the wound ran down her face and stained her hair. She was breathing hard. She picked up the blade she had carried a thrust it forward in to Voldemort. His laughter filled the room as he grabbed her again and cracked her leg.
By this time, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were standing behind Draco as he cried. Hermione tried to calm him by placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Voldemort!" Draco yelled out, "you seem so brave when she cannot do anything to hurt you, but what if she set up a way for your death? What if there is a way to kill you, while you kill her?" Voldemort turned to Draco in confusion. Harry, Ron, and Hermione raised their wands at Voldemort. At the same time, the three cast three different curses, Harry, the Crucus; Hermione, the Imperious, and Ron, who couldn't think of any curses) just yelled out "Acceto Hedwig." Voldemort fell to his knees, weakened by the blows, as Draco raised his wand.
"You should only be finished by the one who hates you most. That is Starr. Because she wanted you dead so badly, I will do it for her. This is something I learned from her. Aleca Setmentia!" he cried out at Voldemort. A brilliant blue light shot out of the wand him. Voldemort screamed once, then turned to dust, his screams echoing away as he, himself blew off into the snow he had created with the coldness of his heart.
"What was that spell?" Ron asked.
"A disintegrating spell." Hermione murmured. Draco rushed over to Starr. Her eye was open and she stared in his eyes. The blood from the wound was still flowing down her face and through her hair onto the floor. The hole where her eye had been was forced shut. Draco started to cry and she reached up to put her hand on his face. They kissed. As the kiss went on, Starr fell limp in his arms.
"Draco Malfoy, do you love this whore? Of course you do. Who couldn't. It is her fault this world is as it is now. She killed my father and she will pay. I will rid her from your life and send this bitch back to hell. Gaze in her eyes once more." Draco shivered with anger and fear. Voldemort lifted Starr in front of him, "you will no longer fuck those bastards who are driven insane by your beauty. You damned me the moment you fucked my father, and now your turn has come. You are now to fall, bitch." Voldemort turned to Draco, looked back at Starr and picked up a spear from a fallen Death Eater. He threw Starr a few feet and raised the spear. She fell against professor Dibbs, who was dead with his own spear jabbed through his throat. Draco watched in horror as Voldemort thrust the spear in her left eye. Her screams rang out, breaking the glass of the hall. She pitched backward, the spear still in her eye, as she yanked at the wooded handle.
After ripping the handle out of the hole where her eye had once been, she staggered to her feet. The blood from the wound ran down her face and stained her hair. She was breathing hard. She picked up the blade she had carried a thrust it forward in to Voldemort. His laughter filled the room as he grabbed her again and cracked her leg.
By this time, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were standing behind Draco as he cried. Hermione tried to calm him by placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Voldemort!" Draco yelled out, "you seem so brave when she cannot do anything to hurt you, but what if she set up a way for your death? What if there is a way to kill you, while you kill her?" Voldemort turned to Draco in confusion. Harry, Ron, and Hermione raised their wands at Voldemort. At the same time, the three cast three different curses, Harry, the Crucus; Hermione, the Imperious, and Ron, who couldn't think of any curses) just yelled out "Acceto Hedwig." Voldemort fell to his knees, weakened by the blows, as Draco raised his wand.
"You should only be finished by the one who hates you most. That is Starr. Because she wanted you dead so badly, I will do it for her. This is something I learned from her. Aleca Setmentia!" he cried out at Voldemort. A brilliant blue light shot out of the wand him. Voldemort screamed once, then turned to dust, his screams echoing away as he, himself blew off into the snow he had created with the coldness of his heart.
"What was that spell?" Ron asked.
"A disintegrating spell." Hermione murmured. Draco rushed over to Starr. Her eye was open and she stared in his eyes. The blood from the wound was still flowing down her face and through her hair onto the floor. The hole where her eye had been was forced shut. Draco started to cry and she reached up to put her hand on his face. They kissed. As the kiss went on, Starr fell limp in his arms.
