Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Harry Potter, besides the weird owl in chapter 1. That thing was cool. I'll probably put it back in the story soon. Anyway, I was inspired by more Dying Fetus and Lamb of God lyrics. Yay! I also took a Romeo and Juliet quote and twisted it around a bit (because I didn't remember the actual quote).

A/N: This chapter is kind of mocking Christianity, so if you're very religious then try not to read the end of the second paragraph. It's not that bad though. Sorry if I'm upsetting anyone, but I really couldn't help myself. It was perfect! Please read and review though. I want to know if I should continue this fic.

Chapter 3: The Attack

Lucius took Ginny and threw her carelessly on the table. Harry noticed that she was trembling. Lucius gave her a cold stare, but at the same time, he looked like he was enjoying himself. That's sick, Harry thought. From under the table, Lucius pulled out a silver dagger with a crimson jewel in its handle. His eyebrows lowered and he gave Ginny a menacing smile.

 "Your time has come. Say goodbye to life, to living. For all belongs to death," he said to her maliciously. He held the dagger slightly above her body. "Feasting on your precious blood, I shall drain you to eternal sleep. Your blood is my wine!"

The Death Eaters repeated the last line back to him. Ginny gave a hopeless scream, as reality seemed to hit her.

"Through chaos and eternal night, let the Dark one take your soul. Welcome him into your mind and body. Let him become a part of you, just as he is a part of us." By this time, Ginny was violently shaking.

"I see you trembling at the sight of me, and of my uncaring words. It only makes me more powerful. My loyalty is determined to crush the weak, to destroy the opposition, and to kill," Lucius said with an evil sneer that reminded Harry of Draco's. "You should be honored to die for the Dark Lord! I shall purify you with my hate and have pools of your blood seep down into the filthy dirt where you belong as I cheer victoriously! I will watch you rot under my feet as I laugh at your hopeless existence. After you take your last gasp of air, you shall be no more."

Harry was overwhelmingly disturbed by now, as he planned his chance of attack. "We have to do something right now!" he said to Draco.

"Didn't you hear me before, Potter? It's too dangerous. It's only the little weasel anyway. She's not important. It's not like anyone is going to care."

"You're just like your father!" snapped Harry. Draco seemed both insulted and disturbed by this, but before he could think of a good comeback, Harry jumped out from behind the trees just as Lucius was about to stab Ginny with the dagger. Everyone looked over in Harry's direction. Since Harry stole the spotlight from Lucius, the latter was very angry. He clenched his fists together and his teeth were clenched together. However, the dementors looked very surprised.

"Potter! Why are you here?! I demand you tell me this immediately. The Dark Lord ordered your death two years ago. I saw you being carried away to your treacherous death. GRRRRR!!!!! Number Five, get over here!" Lucius's face was red with madness as he pointed to the silent one. "This is all your fault, Number Five." Wow, that is sadd that they don't even have names anymore. To each other, they are just worthless numbers.

"We should continue this later. For now, we must make sure that this time, he does die," Bellatrix stated.

The Death Eaters turned towards Harry with their wands pointing at him threateningly, as if on que. Harry returned the action and pointed his wand at them. Rookwood was the first to strike.

"Rictusempra!" he shouted at Harry, who tripped and wheezed as the spell became effective.

"No, you idiot," Lucius said angrily. "Stop playing these juvenile games! Kill him!"

"Petrificus totalus!" Harry said, while turning to point his wand at Rookwood. He was petrified, and fell to the ground while with a frozen expression of defeat on his face.

"Avada Keda-" Lucius began. However, an apple that was thrown at his head cut him off. Harry glanced to the side, where he saw that Ginny and Draco were nowhere in sight. He obviously rescued her. Hmm…and I didn't think he cared much about the "little weasel." Stop it, Harry! There's 3 Death Eaters in front of you! Focus!

"Stupefy!" he shouted at the unknown Death Eater. He fell to the ground and lay there pathetically. Two against one, he thought. Oh well. It's better than five against one like before.

When Harry was too preoccupied with his thoughts, Lucius aimed his wand at Harry and yelled, "Crucio!" Harry felt pain like never before. He wanted to truly die now. It was the physical equivalent of when the dementors nearly took his life. He felt every limb in his body collapse. He could sense the pain of his bones crushing, his muscles being torn, and his skin being beaten. Fear coursed through his body because he thought he was really going to die this time.

"Having fun, Potter? I very much enjoy seeing you tortured before your tragic death. Don't worry. I will make sure that your death is long and painful. " Bellatrix was behind him, while snickering in the background. Apparently, she wanted to watch Harry being tortured.

Just as Lucius finished his sentence, there was another apple thrown at his head. The apple hit him right in the forehead, which made him loose his concentration. Harry felt the pain subside and once again, he gained control of his body. With awkwardness and leftover pain, he made himself stand up straight.

"WHO IS THROWING APPLES AT ME?!" he roared. Harry looked around. Yes, someone was throwing them at him because there were no apple trees where they were standing. While glancing around the area, Harry found only one apple tree. Draco must be up there, he thought worriedly. Lucius spotted the tree, too because he started walking towards it in an angry stance.

"Bellatrix," he paused. "Finish him."

"Gladly," she said with a malicious smile. Just when she held up her wand, another apple was thrown, only in her direction. It missed, but it disrupter her concentration. Just then, Draco revealed himself by jumping out of the tree. There was nowhere to run or hide now. Harry thought, this is the end for him, since he doesn't have his wand. But would his own father really kill him?

"Hello, dad. We meet again," Draco said with a tint of annoyance.

Lucius's wand was pointed at Draco. He didn't allow himself to disarm himself. "You always did get in the way of things, didn't you?"

Draco didn't reply. He inched towards the table while coming within reach of his dad. Meanwhile, Harry and Bellatrix were too interested in the events taking place to care about fighting each other at the moment.

"Tell me something, my son. How do you expect to win against two of the most powerful wizards in the world? Do tell me your genius plot."

"This," Draco stated coolly while grasping Ginny's wand from under the table "Is my genius plot." 

Lucius replied with only and angry look of disgust. Before he could utter a spell, Draco said, "Impedimenta!" Harry noticed that Lucius looked the same; only there was something different about him. His eyes widened and his mouth slightly dropped. He looks possessed!

"Now that that's done, get rid of Bellatrix," Draco told his father.

Lucius obeyed, but Harry noticed that he was trying to fight the curse. He staggered towards the table and took the dagger. His eyes rolled upwards into the back of his head as he placed one hand on the dagger. His arms dropped to his sides as if they were limp, while slowly walking towards Bellatrix. His mouth hung open even more, which added to the madness of it all.

Meanwhile, Bellatrix was too fearful to do anything. At the same time, she was surprised that Lucius couldn't deflect the spell in time and that he looked insane. She had to remain loyal to Lucius, just as it stated in her oath. She couldn't run away now. She couldn't even move. Harry could see her body grow tenser as the seconds passed by and as Lucius inched his grotesque form closer to where she was. When she finally attempted to move away from him, he pulled her body close to his and stabbed her in her heart. She screamed in agony as the blade touched her flesh. Slowly, puddles of blood appeared from her robe and her limp corpse dragged to the ground as she took her final breath.

Draco gave a satisfied smile and Harry's mouth hung open. I can't believe he just did that! Performing an illegal curse and using it to kill someone? He's crazy!

"Excellent job, dad. Now it's Potter's turn."