Heylo once again. How many times to I start out my chapters with that line? Does that mean I'm boring? I hope not. HOPE, HOPE, HOPE, HOPE, HOPE NOT! Hehehe… well anyways, here is this chapter; it'll be the end of all this death eater stuff I'm pretty sure… But anyways, is Alicia okay? Is it too late for George to save her? Hmmm… we will see, now wont we? We will!
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Chapter 23- Lifeless?
…Then he heard a scream. A high-pitched scream that ended much too soon… A scream that belonged to Alicia Spinnet…
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He ran. He ran as fast as he possibly could, almost tripping over his own feet. Where was she? Was she all right?
"ALICIA?" George screamed out.
There was no answer.
"Oh Merlin… Merlin…" George mumbled, running as fast as he could.
He passed a place he remembered. He was there before… now which way did he take. "Right." He told himself. "We went right."
He swerved to the right and ran on. There was a large rocky hill, which he climbed over quickly, scrambling to the top. Then he saw black hovering shapes, over a body dressed in light brown. Alicia.
His heart stopped, but his breath didn't. It was now shallow, struggling to live through a quick moment of shock. Alicia, his Alicia… dead.
"What's that noise?" A death-eater asked.
"Damn." George said, as they all turned around and faced him, their faces invisible behind a blanket of black, a never-ending shield to their own sanity and their own comfort. So they would hide their faces, because they were afraid to support their own master? What type of people were they?
"Here to save what is already dead?" Asked one.
The others laughed.
"No. I'm here to dispose of the trash around here… like you." George growled.
They quickly stopped laughing.
"You mean her body?" One of them smartly remarked.
George paused. Damn. "What did you want from her?"
"She seemed to have something that we needed. And now, we're going to get it, as soon as we find it." A death-eater said. Then he turned to the others saying, "Look around her, she could have dropped it."
'As big as a thumbnail…' George thought. He racked his brain.
"Well, I'm afraid we're going to have to kill you now." A death-eater said. "You'll be joining her."
Tears stung the back of George's eyes. He had to find that orb and get it safely back so no more harm could be done… why the hell had he ever agreed to let her come? Wasn't he THINKING? Where would she have put it? Where would she have put the orb?
He racked his brain so hard it began to hurt. Then a little voice in his mind whispered to him, 'I keep everything important to me in there.' Important to me… important to Alicia… where did she say she kept things that were important to her?
Her beautiful body lay on the ground, her eyes closed, never to open again. Was this the way he would see her for the last time? Strewn on the ground, her beautiful hair sprawled around her. He was never to kiss her for the last time, never to feel her warm skin under his fingers… was he never going to be able to love her again, never able to tell her how much she meant? Was she never going to press her warm and soft lips against his, and down his neck?
Neck… neck? Something about that hit a point in his mind. What the hell did it mean? Neck? There was nothing important about a neck right now… Wait. WAIT. Where did Alicia say she put things most important to her? A picture of her and him… in her locket. The locket he gave her for Christmas third year. The locket that was just big enough to put an orb, only as big as your thumbnail.
"WELL?" The death-eater asked.
George snapped out of his trance.
"Well, are there any last words?" He asked.
"Yes." George answered. "Stupefy."
A yellow light emitted out of George's wand as he pulled it from his pocket, pointing it at the death-eater in front of him. Immediately, the death-eater looked around and sat on the ground, picking up a rock and examining it.
George narrowed his eyes at the other death eaters. They killed Alicia. THEY KILLED HER!
The thought just registered fully now. Alicia was dead. There was no way to bring someone from the dead, back.
"NOLEEDEN SOLLOUR!" He yelled a spell that he'd learned from his sixth year. This spell hit large groups at a time, a very powerful stunning spell.
Four of the remaining six death-eaters fell to the ground.
The two remaining rounded on George. No longer was George afraid of what they might do… nothing was as painful as the loss of his love, Alicia Spinnet.
A death-eater pointed his wand at George. Before he fully opened his mouth to yell the spell, the death-eaters voice boomed out, overpowering his.
"Crucio."
George felt immediate pain. Someone was wrenching open his ribs with giant cold and clammy hands, pulling at his airway and punching him repeatedly from inside. He had never felt any mortal pain like this before. Something had rendered him speechless, making his mouth fall open but only a groan emitted from it, as he curled his legs up to his chest, trying to take away the feeling of his ribs being pried open.
"Painful, isn't it?" Asked a death-eater. "Amazing it's only been seconds, and you want to die already. Willing to give up?"
George tried to grab air. His lungs started closing up, but he wasn't going to let this death-eater get the last word.
"You wish." He managed to say.
The man shook his head. "No… no, you do. You wish you were dead right now, and you wish you were along side of that silly girl. That girl who thought she could stop us. She could have lived you know… if only she had told us where you and Luscious were. We knew what you were up to… but no. No, she wouldn't tell us. She refused to give us the whereabouts of you… silly girl. We thought Crucio would make her talk but, she seemed to die from the pain." He said laughing.
George flinched. Was he going to die at the hands of a death-eater… like Alicia had? He felt as though he was going to die, his breath leaving his lungs and refusing to come back.
Almost suddenly, he could feel a rush of blood to his head, and he took a sudden gasping intake of air. The pain had stopped abruptly, but the stinging hadn't. There was an enormous feel of relief, but every breath he took it felt like his air was suppressed for a moment, stinging his ribs.
The man kept laughing, cold and shrewd while the other searched for the orb. Did he know that his spell had worn off? Evidently not… this gave George time.
George flinched again, trying to act as though he was still in pain. The man kept on laughing. With one swift movement, he pulled out his wand and whispered, "Stupefy."
The man continued to laugh, and George began to wonder if it worked, but then he realised the man's laugh was no longer evil, but hysterical. He smiled and jumped up, pointing his wand at the other death-eaters back and whispering, 'stupefy'. He stopped searching for the orb and began crawling around, towards the other death-eater who was still examining the rock.
George then walked over to Alicia's side, looking down at her body. Her soft skin, which was usually full of life and rosy, was now looking thin, pale, and worn. She wore no smile, but instead her lips were parted open. George opened her locket around her neck, and a shining orb fell out of it and into his palm. He shoved the orb deep in his pocket, and looked back down at Alicia.
Then, he brought her body close to his and picked her up from the ground slowly. She lay limp in his arms like a doll. He bit his lip and tears began to sting the back of his eyes again as his body ran out of adrenaline. He blinked several times and tears began to fall from his eyes, rolling down the side of his cheeks. He rubbed his face on his shoulder, trying to push the tears away.
He walked over to the side of the mountain, looking down. Where was he going to go from here? Alicia… his Alicia… dead in his arms.
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I'm not going to say much here… just that the story isn't over yet, so don't go away. Review please… I'm going to go cry now.
-Kit