Hello everybody. I'm supposed to be revising, again. The same thing actually. But I had an exam this afternoon and thought I would write instead of revise.

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As I've said, this is nearly finished. Perhaps one more chapter after this one.

Breakout

Raid could feel the uneasy atmosphere in the Great Hall as soon as she walked in.

"What's going on?" She murmured to Hermione as she slid in to a seat next to her.

Hermione just handed her a paper. Ten sullen faces stared back at Raid. 'Mass breakout from Azakaban' was the headline. Silently, Raid quickly scanned the faces until she came across the last moody picture. It was of a woman. Her face displayed features that had once been pretty, but had become warped with evil and years in Azakaban. Raid took in a deep breath and let it back out slowly, her murderous mother had escaped from prison. Putting the paper down, Raid reached for an orange and began to peel it slowly.

"This," She said. "Is not good."

The whole school was buzzing with the news of the escaped Deatheaters. Raid noticed that Draco was watching her carefully, as if gauging her reaction to the escape of Bellatrix. Raid was trying to remain calm. She knew it was likely her mother would contact her, and try and persuade her to join the ranks of the Deatheaters. The thought of a confrontation with Bellatrix scared Raid, a lot.

"Do you think she'll try and contact you?" Harry asked during Charms.

The task for this lesson was to make a large beetle turn from black to blue and back again. Everyone was mainly pre-occupied with trying to keep their beetles still before even trying to charm them a different colour.

"I have no doubt." Raid said darkly

"What will you do?" Hermione asked.

Hermione's beetle was a brilliant shade of blue and was sitting calmly on her desk. It appeared to be sleeping.

"Mine. Won't. Stay. Still." Ron was muttering, as he repeated had to stop his still black beetle jumping off the table.

"I'm not sure what I'll do. Run away probably." Raid said. Her beetle was also blue but had some how sprouted wings and was zooming in circles around Raid's head.

"I don't exactly want to talk to her." Raid said, whilst trying to grab the beetle. "It's not like I want to become a Deatheater."

By the end of the lesson, most people had managed to charm their beetles. The beetles had all been put back in their glass cabinet and were sitting placidly on the base, except for Raid's beetle, which was flying erratically around the cabinet regularly bumping in the glass with a dull thud.

It had stopped snowing, so after dinner Raid made her way out to the forest. Walking was easier than apperating. A dim winter sun hung low in the sky. She wouldn't have long before it got dark. Shadow, as always, was happy to see her. He butted her gently with his head and danced around as she crooned softly to him. There was no time for a ride, so Raid removed the tangles from his mane and tail and gave his inky coat a thorough grooming. Conjuring a small bucket of oats she waited until he had eatenthem before making her way out of the forest as the light waned in the west. Just as she reached the edge of the forest she hear a twig snap behind her. She stopped.

"Hello Eriador," a harshfemalevoice said behind her.

Raid turned around slowly to face the witch behind her. She looked like a picture out of a children's horror story. Her skin was waxy and sunken, her eyes protruding from her thin, gaunt face. Hair fell in tangles and snags to her waist. It looked unwashed and lank.

"How do you know who I am?" Raid asked slowly.

Bellatrix laughed a high cruel laugh.

"Naïve child. You think I wouldn't have sources to find out what my own daughter looked like? You are wearing the ring I sent you as well." Her eyes flicked casually to Raid's hand.

Raid looked down at the ring, before covering it with her other hand.

"I don't wear it because it's yours." Raid spat. "I wear it because I like it."

Bellatrix's eyes hardened, but she appeared to force herself to relax.

"Of course you like it. You're a Black."

Raid said nothing. Bellatrix came a step closer. Quickly Raid moved back, towards the edge of the forest. Darkness was falling quickly now, even though the grounds were lit with the glowing snow Raid would be practically blind in the forest.

"What's the matter with you? I'm your mother. Come and give me a hug." Bellatrix said carefully.

No," Raid said slowly. "I don't think I will."

Slowly, Raid began to edge away from Bellatrix, escape the only thing on her mind. She did not want to be outside, in the dark, with Bellatrix Lestrange.

"You must join me Eriador. You can take the mark now. We'll be powerful together. We can crush Dumbledore and his weak followers." Bellatrix said.

"No." Raid said.

"What?" Bellatrix said sharply.

"I said no." Raid said, carefully moving towards a tree on her right.

"No? How can you not want to join me? I am family. I'm your mother. Don't you want to make me proud?" She said icily.

"I have other family." Raid said.

Bellatrix laughed that high cruel laugh again.

"Who? Sirius? He is just as weak as the rest of them. He'll meet his doom soon enough." She cackled.

"I will not join you." Raid said firmly.

Bellatrix's expression darkened.

"You must join me. The Dark Lord commands it." She hissed.

Raid could see her mother slowly moving her hand to her robes. Raid knew she was going for her wand. This was not going the way she hoped

"Voldemort can command what ever he likes. I'm not joining you."

"Don't dare say his name." Bellatrix shouted, drawing her wand. "If you will not come willingly, I will force you to come with me."

Raid tensed, waiting for the curse.

"Crucio!"

Raid dove behind the tree she had been edging towards. She felt the tree shudder from the impact of the curse. Snow fell from the empty branches and covered Raid. She shook it off and ran. She ran zigzagging throughout the trees, she could hear Bellatrix running after her.

"You can not fight me." She heard Bellatrix yell.

No, I can't Raid thought. But I can run.

As soon as she reached the open grounds she sprinted as fast as she could for the castle, hoping Bellatrix would not follow her out of the cover of the forest. No more curses followed her as she ran through the darkness. Raid ran all the way back to Gryfindor tower. Gasping the password to the Fat Lady, she almost fell in to the common room. People stared at her red face and slightly bedraggled appearance. She found Harry, Hermione and Ron sitting by the window. She hurried over to them and began to get her breath back.

"Raid! What happened?" Hermione asked, shocked.

"In the forest," Raid gasped. "Met my mum…. Talked to me… Tried to curse me… I ran away."

The realisation of what had happened hit Raid all of a sudden. She burst in to tears. Harry and Ron look shocked and awkward, unsure of how to comfort her. However, Hermione moved round and put her arms round Raid's shoulders and hugged her.

After a few deep breaths Raid controlled herself and stopped crying. She smiled gratefully at Hermione. Ron and Harry visibly relaxed at the disappearance of tears.

"So, what actually happened?" Ron asked.

Raid told them how she had met her mother in the forest and about their little chat.

"You Know Who commanded her to come and get you?" Hermione whispered. "Oh Raid, you shouldn't go out in the forest on your own."

Raid shrugged.

"Well, I doubt she'll be coming back for a while. Hogwarts isn't a very good place for a Deatheater on the run, really." Raid reasoned.

"You should tell Dumbledore." Hermione said.

"Yeah." Raid agreed. "I'll tell him in the morning. That run has wiped me out. I need to exercise more."

"But…" Hermione began.

"Dumbledore will still be there in the morning Hermione." Harry interrupted.

Hermione pursed her lips, but said nothing. Raid called Good night and went up to bed.

January was fading. There was less snow around the grounds, but a bitterly chilling wind was howling around the castle. It gave everyone chapped lips and bright red cheeks when they went out of Care of Magical Creatures lessons. Raid was ignoring Malfoy completely. He had avoided her since the incident in the classroom, but kept trying to catch her eye. No doubt he knew about Bellatrix's jaunt to the forest from his father. One particularly stormy morning, Raid came down to breakfast to see the ceiling swirling with grey clouds and could hear the bitter wind screaming through the towers and turrets of the castle. As she sat down she noticed that a lot of parcels were landing on the Slytherin table. In front of Malfoy. Raid scowled in to her coffee. Malfoy's birthday. She had forgotten. Glancing up again she met Draco's eyes. They told her something she didn't want to know. He still had another present to come. Raid scowled at him and tore angrilyat a piece of toast without eating it.
Ok, it's the last chapter next time. I might write it on Friday. Probably. In the next week sometime. Probably. Review, Review, but try to be constructive. Xx