A/N:

I am back with another chapter! You should be happy I am writing before my exams. Thx heaps guys for the reviews!

Let the chapter begin! Rub your eyes clear, ladies and gentlemen and CHARGE!

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Chapter 6

Who to the rescue?

She opened her eyes with difficulty. It felt like there were tonnes of little fairies pulling her eyelids down. The weight of gravity was upon her shoulders, dragging her down to the space below. She felt sweat rolling into her hair as the bright flame below burned with hunger. She snapped her eyes open suddenly when she remembered what happened. Someone knocked her out. But who? She tried to recall her memory but she didn't remember anything other than the blow. Her heart skipped a beat when she realised where she was. She seemed to be dangling from a tree upside down. Her hands were tied together with ropes and so were her ankles…a very thin part the rope around her ankles looped around the thick tree trunk. The fire awaited her below. If the rope broke, she would fall to her death or be consumed by the fire. She was surrounded by trees.

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Umbridge watched with pride. The centaurs will find her soon, thought Umbridge, and when they do, they will kill her, just like when they tried to kill me last time. She giggled silently to herself. It took her the whole night to creep through the Forbidden Forest dragging a 50kg body behind her and not trying to capture any attention. But it didn't take as much time tying her up and hanging her on a tree and setting up a bonfire, considering the fact that she was a witch after all.

She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around with irritation. She opened her eyes in shock when she saw them.

'I-I-I brought y-y-you a s-s-s-s-sacrifice, m-my l-lords,' stuttered Umbridge in terror.

The group of men with horses' lower bodies and men torsos looked at Umbridge mischievously.

'One only? A little and scrawny one? And what do you take us for? Carnivores?' someone slurped with hunger. The speaker, which obviously seemed to be the leader, looked darkly at the centaur that slurped. 'Besides,' he continued smoothly, 'why take that one when there is a big fat juicy one right in front of me?'

Umbridge trembled violently. 'B-b-but I went through all the trouble of getting a sacrifice for y-you!' she shouted.

The centaurs were taken aback from her shout. The leader sneered, 'we told you to never return to the forest but you did not heed us.'

'You should be grateful that I brought a sacrifice to wild beasts!'

There were angry mutters amongst the centaurs.

'You will be sorry you said that,' hissed the leader, 'you should've learnt your lesson already. But never you mind, you will not be able to speak so freely without a tongue!'

The centaurs chuckled delightedly.

Umbridge whimpered and slapped herself mentally. What had she done?! She dared not to use spells like last time or she will be served on a plate with arrows sticking out of her arse. Tears of fear rolled down her eyes. This is meant to be sweet revenge! This is meant to be fun! They are meant to take stupid Granger! They are meant to kill stupid Granger! Granger was the one that nearly got her killed last year! She screamed at both herself and the centaurs in her mind.

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Hermione shook with violence. She was going to die. There was no escape. She head noises and she turned her head towards that direction. There, behind the trees, stood Umbridge. Then her eyes wondered to thegroup standing in front of Umbridge. Centaurs. She started to panic. They are planning how to kill me, she thought. But then, she saw liquid slithering down Umbridge's leg. It seemed a bit… yellow. They are not planning how to kill me, she thought to herself, they are planning on how to kill her. Because if they are planning how to kill me, Umbridge wouldn't have wet herself!

Hermione giggled silently with amusement. Umbridge failed to seek revenge. She giggled more. Hermione felt evil… after all, Umbridge worked for the light… or did she? Hermione remembered Umbridge spying on Dumbledore and McGonagall. Why did she do what she did?

She felt a few strands of the rope break.

'O dear….'

A few more strands broke. If the rope broke… she would die.

Who did this to me? Who hang me up on the tree and set a bonfire below me? She questioned herself. Centaurs? Or Umbridge? It couldn't be the centaurs, Hermione said to herself, for there weren't any hoof marks on the forest floor. But there were shoe prints. Umbridge then, Hermione told herself. Umbridge can be so stupid sometimes, or actually, she is stupid all the time, Hermione thought. Leaving behind shoe prints so the centaurs can find them and track her down? By the look of where Umbridge was standing now, it seemed like she planned to watch the death of Hermione as she was taken by the centaurs, or just drop to her death or burned. Stupid Umbridge, Hermione shook her head with disappointment. The centaurs must've seen her or tracked her down using her foot prints.

After a while, Hermione began to think of strategies of how Umbridge can watch Hermione die without the Centaurs noticing her existence.

Then suddenly there was a roar and a figure she least expected came into view.

A/N: should I leave it there? To stop or not to stop? That is the question. O well what the hell let the story continue!

He looked at Hermione calmly then he realised that she was dangling from a tree. He looked furiously around and stomped towards Umbridge and the Centaurs. He gave another roar. The Centaurs backed away slowly and retreated back into the forest silently as Gwapy stared at Umbridge. He growled and he lunged at the stranger with the disgusting pink bow in her hair and her toad-like face. Gwapy didn't like strangers. Umbridge squealed and ran away in fear. A fresh stream of urine ran down her legs. Gwapy ran after Umbridge with both interest and anger. All of a sudden, Umbridge turned around and pointed her wand at Hermione. She muttered a spell and a red laser shot out of her wand. Gwapy stopped and looked at the laser with wonder as it flew as straight as an arrow between the trees. Umbridge ran into forest without Gwapy noticing. The laser hit the rope that was the only connection between the tree trunk and Hermione. The rope broke. Hermione fell into the brightness below. She screamed her last scream.

Gwapy gaped with horror as he saw his Hermy fell. He ran with fastest speed he could manage and stepped onto the fire. The coals gave a loud hiss but Gwapy didn't notice the heat. He caugh Hermione on his big wide palm. Hermione fell unconscious because of panic and the hard landing she received from the hardness of Gwapy's palm.

'Hermy!' smiled Gwapy delightedly as he walked into the forest in search of food.

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A/N: well? How was it? Please review on your way out! I won't continue unless I have enough reviews! *sighs* exams soooooon! Gotta study _!