A/N- told u so!!! This is a twin treat. Chap 11 and 12 were posted on the
same day. So, if you haven't read 11 yet, go read it BEFORE this one! And,
please, I beg you, if you are reading this story, but haven't read my other
story "Lily's Lake" please go read it. It's the prequel to this, and will
make so much more sense if you read it! Okay, this is the last half of the
battle. Hope you enjoy it. That's it for now! Review and Read!!!
Disclaimer- I own nothing at all. Zip. Zero. Don't sue me. I'm not making any money. Don't think I am. Everything belongs to the Great Harry Potter People. I think we should have a holiday after them, get school off, and EVERYTHING! YES!
Erika- The Legacy of Lily and James
There were Death Eaters in front of me. Desperate to avoid them, I turned and ran down another hallway. I knew the school pretty well, so in ten minutes I was standing outside the school (having climbed out a window), looking around for Meg.
It was dark out, so it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I didn't want to risk wand-light.
Then I saw a lone figure, standing near the forest. It had to be Ruth.
I ran down the grounds, and into the forest, hoping to come up behind her, and sneak Meg away without her seeing.
I saw Ruth first, then Meg, tied to a tree with magical ropes. I ran over to her as quiet as I could. Ruth didn't notice, she was too busy watching the school.
Every few seconds there was a flash of light, and screams. I hoped everyone was okay.
"Meg, it's me, Erika," I hissed.
Meg turned her head to look at me.
"Go back to the school," she whispered, "Before anyone sees you."
I looked over at Ruth. She hadn't heard us, and was still watching the school intently.
"You're not safe here," Meg hissed.
"The school's not exactly safe either. Besides, I came to get you. I couldn't just let her kill you," I protested.
Meg shook her head.
"You're playing right into her hands. She's waiting to kill me until you get here, and then she's going to wait until Harry and Anya come after us, which they will, and kill us all. And if you're here, Harry and Anya aren't too far behind," Meg explained. "Well, if we can get you untied, we can get away and stop them from coming. 'Kay?" I asked.
I looked down at the ropes, connected to Ruth's wand, and started to look for a knot. I stood up, and started to circle around the tree . . . and tripped on the ropes.
The ropes pulled on the wand, which pulled Ruth's hand.
I scurried behind the tree, just in time. Ruth turned around.
"Sister dearest?" she asked, her voice teasing, yet cold.
"Let me go, Ruth!" Meg shouted.
Ruth laughed, "You'll be released soon enough. I don't like killing helpless people. I like to kill them fighting. Grandfather has taught me a lot."
I didn't hear Meg reply. I leaned against the tree, trying not to breathe to loudly, and be found.
"Megan, you're my only sister. You could be great, with me as your instructor. We could make a great team, feared above everyting, and powerful, so powerful," Ruth told her, "Your Seeing powers, my deadly power . . . If only you would come back. I have orders to kill you tonight, Megan. But, if you come back, I will spare you."
"Never," Meg said, and made a sound.
I think she spit on her.
Ruth let out an angry sound, and yelled, "You are a Riddle! Born to dominate this world! Born for power! The Heir of Slytherin! Yet, you'd rather chose the side of our enemies, the people you were born to kill!"
"At least I chose not to kill!" Meg shouted, "You talk about favorites, about me being your sister, about taking care of me! Yet, you can't! All you can feel is hate, jealousy, and anger! The things I feel are lost on you! Don't even tell me they aren't! I was raised in the same place, with the same lessons! Trust no one, feel nothing, kill, kill, KILL! I don't want to kill people, Ruth! I hate everything you stand for!"
There was another sound. I think Ruth slapped Meg.
Then, there were shouts. Harry. Anya.
"Oh, look, Megan. Your 'friends' are here. But where is the Potter girl?" Ruth asked.
"Where is my sister?" Harry's voice shouted.
I wanted to curse. Now Ruth had us all in the same spot, exactly how she wanted it. She was going to kill us.
I had to stop her, or at least die trying.
Ruth's back was to me. She was facing Harry and Anya, who both looked tired and worn. Silently, I left my hiding place until I was standing up behind Ruth. Harry and Anya saw me.
I put my finger to my lips, a signal to them to pretend they hadn't seen me. They understood.
"What have you done with my sister?" Harry shouted.
I was standing just behind Ruth. She was tall, just as tall as harry, and from the back, looked like the grown-up version of Meg.
I hesitated only a second, and then pounced on her back, taking her completely by surprise, and knocking her to the ground. Harry and Anya started running, Harry to help me and Anya to untie Meg.
Harry wrestled Ruth's wand out of her hand. Just in time, too. The next second she had rolled over and crushed me under her back. I screamed, and she jumped up, grabbing my arm.
"Give me back my wand, Potter, and I'll give you your sister," she said, tightening her grip on my arm.
Harry looked from me to Ruth, and back again.
"Don't do it!" I shouted.
Ruth squeezed my arm tighter, and hissed at me to be quiet.
She glared at Harry, and hissed, "My wand or your sister. Chose! I'm giving you ten seconds. Give me my wand or I'll kill your sister in front of your eyes!"
"Stupefy!" a voice behind us shouted.
Ruth's grip loosened.
"Erika! Run!" Anya shouted, she was the one who'd yelled the curse.
I broke free, and ran over to Harry. Anya ran over, holding Meg's arm.
"Come on, she won't be down for long," Anya said.
"Shouldn't we tie her up or something?" I asked.
Anya shook her head, "No time. Hurry!"
We started to run back to the school.
There were screams, and different color lights coming from the windows. We managed to climb back in through a window, and found ourselves in an empty classroom.
"Stay here, and hide. We're going to go back to the fighting," Harry said.
Meg and I nodded. Harry and Anya ran out.
There were more shouts.
"Over there," I hissed, pointing to a set of cupboards lined up against the far wall, beside the door.
Thankfully, they were next to empty. There were 8 cupboards. The three closest to the door were full of boxes. The next one held little glass beakers. The next was empty. Meg climbed in. I tried the next one. It was full, too. The 7th cupboard was empty. I climbed in.
It was dark. I could see Meg's head's outling over the boxes in the 6th cupboard.
It was slightly cramped. My legs were pulled up and my head barely missed the top. It was very warm inside, too.
We sat there for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably really only a few minutes. I could hear the screams and shouts from the fighting in the halls.
Curses ricocheted off the walls. I nearly screamed when a particularly strong curse blew the door off it's hinges, throwing it onto the floor.
This was so scary. I looked over at Meg. She was shaking. I was too.
I wanted out. Sooner, rather than later.
Another curse came flying in, lighting the room for a second, like lightning, only red.
And then, quiet. At least in the hall behind us. There were running footsteps, but no more voices. No more curses.
Slowly, silence fell. I looked at Meg, well as much of her as I could see in the darkness.
She shrugged, confused too. But we stayed silent, and in our hiding places.
Then, slow footsteps walked into the classroom. Meg and I braced ourselves, worried Ruth had found us.
"Miss Potter, Miss Riddle, you can come out now. They're gone."
It was Dumbledore.
Eager to be free of our hiding places, we climbed out. Dumbledore stood before us, with a few professors. They all looked tired and stressed.
I looked at Meg, covered in dust from the cupboard. I imagined I looked more or less the same.
"They're gone? All of them?" Meg asked.
Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, all of them. Even Ruth."
Meg sighed, and relaxed.
They were gone.
A/N- well, that's it for chap 12. I know these were a bit short, but there isn't much I can do about that! In the next chap, which I'm all ready working on, is the aftermath, and a few things that I'm sure most everyone's expecting. Then again, maybe not. But, anyways, I'm sorry about any spelling/grammar errors. I have not beta-reader, and, as I hadn't typed in a while, my fingers were a bit. weird. when I typed this. So. that's it. Review!!! Please!!! I'll love you FOREVER!!!
P.S.- Here you go, Jeri. Your chaps.
Any additional comments can be given to me at StarlightEve111@aol.com P.S.- I LOVE GETTING EMAILS FROM PEOPLE!!!!
Disclaimer- I own nothing at all. Zip. Zero. Don't sue me. I'm not making any money. Don't think I am. Everything belongs to the Great Harry Potter People. I think we should have a holiday after them, get school off, and EVERYTHING! YES!
Erika- The Legacy of Lily and James
There were Death Eaters in front of me. Desperate to avoid them, I turned and ran down another hallway. I knew the school pretty well, so in ten minutes I was standing outside the school (having climbed out a window), looking around for Meg.
It was dark out, so it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. I didn't want to risk wand-light.
Then I saw a lone figure, standing near the forest. It had to be Ruth.
I ran down the grounds, and into the forest, hoping to come up behind her, and sneak Meg away without her seeing.
I saw Ruth first, then Meg, tied to a tree with magical ropes. I ran over to her as quiet as I could. Ruth didn't notice, she was too busy watching the school.
Every few seconds there was a flash of light, and screams. I hoped everyone was okay.
"Meg, it's me, Erika," I hissed.
Meg turned her head to look at me.
"Go back to the school," she whispered, "Before anyone sees you."
I looked over at Ruth. She hadn't heard us, and was still watching the school intently.
"You're not safe here," Meg hissed.
"The school's not exactly safe either. Besides, I came to get you. I couldn't just let her kill you," I protested.
Meg shook her head.
"You're playing right into her hands. She's waiting to kill me until you get here, and then she's going to wait until Harry and Anya come after us, which they will, and kill us all. And if you're here, Harry and Anya aren't too far behind," Meg explained. "Well, if we can get you untied, we can get away and stop them from coming. 'Kay?" I asked.
I looked down at the ropes, connected to Ruth's wand, and started to look for a knot. I stood up, and started to circle around the tree . . . and tripped on the ropes.
The ropes pulled on the wand, which pulled Ruth's hand.
I scurried behind the tree, just in time. Ruth turned around.
"Sister dearest?" she asked, her voice teasing, yet cold.
"Let me go, Ruth!" Meg shouted.
Ruth laughed, "You'll be released soon enough. I don't like killing helpless people. I like to kill them fighting. Grandfather has taught me a lot."
I didn't hear Meg reply. I leaned against the tree, trying not to breathe to loudly, and be found.
"Megan, you're my only sister. You could be great, with me as your instructor. We could make a great team, feared above everyting, and powerful, so powerful," Ruth told her, "Your Seeing powers, my deadly power . . . If only you would come back. I have orders to kill you tonight, Megan. But, if you come back, I will spare you."
"Never," Meg said, and made a sound.
I think she spit on her.
Ruth let out an angry sound, and yelled, "You are a Riddle! Born to dominate this world! Born for power! The Heir of Slytherin! Yet, you'd rather chose the side of our enemies, the people you were born to kill!"
"At least I chose not to kill!" Meg shouted, "You talk about favorites, about me being your sister, about taking care of me! Yet, you can't! All you can feel is hate, jealousy, and anger! The things I feel are lost on you! Don't even tell me they aren't! I was raised in the same place, with the same lessons! Trust no one, feel nothing, kill, kill, KILL! I don't want to kill people, Ruth! I hate everything you stand for!"
There was another sound. I think Ruth slapped Meg.
Then, there were shouts. Harry. Anya.
"Oh, look, Megan. Your 'friends' are here. But where is the Potter girl?" Ruth asked.
"Where is my sister?" Harry's voice shouted.
I wanted to curse. Now Ruth had us all in the same spot, exactly how she wanted it. She was going to kill us.
I had to stop her, or at least die trying.
Ruth's back was to me. She was facing Harry and Anya, who both looked tired and worn. Silently, I left my hiding place until I was standing up behind Ruth. Harry and Anya saw me.
I put my finger to my lips, a signal to them to pretend they hadn't seen me. They understood.
"What have you done with my sister?" Harry shouted.
I was standing just behind Ruth. She was tall, just as tall as harry, and from the back, looked like the grown-up version of Meg.
I hesitated only a second, and then pounced on her back, taking her completely by surprise, and knocking her to the ground. Harry and Anya started running, Harry to help me and Anya to untie Meg.
Harry wrestled Ruth's wand out of her hand. Just in time, too. The next second she had rolled over and crushed me under her back. I screamed, and she jumped up, grabbing my arm.
"Give me back my wand, Potter, and I'll give you your sister," she said, tightening her grip on my arm.
Harry looked from me to Ruth, and back again.
"Don't do it!" I shouted.
Ruth squeezed my arm tighter, and hissed at me to be quiet.
She glared at Harry, and hissed, "My wand or your sister. Chose! I'm giving you ten seconds. Give me my wand or I'll kill your sister in front of your eyes!"
"Stupefy!" a voice behind us shouted.
Ruth's grip loosened.
"Erika! Run!" Anya shouted, she was the one who'd yelled the curse.
I broke free, and ran over to Harry. Anya ran over, holding Meg's arm.
"Come on, she won't be down for long," Anya said.
"Shouldn't we tie her up or something?" I asked.
Anya shook her head, "No time. Hurry!"
We started to run back to the school.
There were screams, and different color lights coming from the windows. We managed to climb back in through a window, and found ourselves in an empty classroom.
"Stay here, and hide. We're going to go back to the fighting," Harry said.
Meg and I nodded. Harry and Anya ran out.
There were more shouts.
"Over there," I hissed, pointing to a set of cupboards lined up against the far wall, beside the door.
Thankfully, they were next to empty. There were 8 cupboards. The three closest to the door were full of boxes. The next one held little glass beakers. The next was empty. Meg climbed in. I tried the next one. It was full, too. The 7th cupboard was empty. I climbed in.
It was dark. I could see Meg's head's outling over the boxes in the 6th cupboard.
It was slightly cramped. My legs were pulled up and my head barely missed the top. It was very warm inside, too.
We sat there for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably really only a few minutes. I could hear the screams and shouts from the fighting in the halls.
Curses ricocheted off the walls. I nearly screamed when a particularly strong curse blew the door off it's hinges, throwing it onto the floor.
This was so scary. I looked over at Meg. She was shaking. I was too.
I wanted out. Sooner, rather than later.
Another curse came flying in, lighting the room for a second, like lightning, only red.
And then, quiet. At least in the hall behind us. There were running footsteps, but no more voices. No more curses.
Slowly, silence fell. I looked at Meg, well as much of her as I could see in the darkness.
She shrugged, confused too. But we stayed silent, and in our hiding places.
Then, slow footsteps walked into the classroom. Meg and I braced ourselves, worried Ruth had found us.
"Miss Potter, Miss Riddle, you can come out now. They're gone."
It was Dumbledore.
Eager to be free of our hiding places, we climbed out. Dumbledore stood before us, with a few professors. They all looked tired and stressed.
I looked at Meg, covered in dust from the cupboard. I imagined I looked more or less the same.
"They're gone? All of them?" Meg asked.
Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, all of them. Even Ruth."
Meg sighed, and relaxed.
They were gone.
A/N- well, that's it for chap 12. I know these were a bit short, but there isn't much I can do about that! In the next chap, which I'm all ready working on, is the aftermath, and a few things that I'm sure most everyone's expecting. Then again, maybe not. But, anyways, I'm sorry about any spelling/grammar errors. I have not beta-reader, and, as I hadn't typed in a while, my fingers were a bit. weird. when I typed this. So. that's it. Review!!! Please!!! I'll love you FOREVER!!!
P.S.- Here you go, Jeri. Your chaps.
Any additional comments can be given to me at StarlightEve111@aol.com P.S.- I LOVE GETTING EMAILS FROM PEOPLE!!!!