Chapter 3
Sorry the last chapter was like really short, (HANNAH) I'll try to make this one longer, happy?
Harry stood and looked at the girl for a moment. She was pretty; her long brown hair fell in ringlets about her face and her pale skin glowed in the moonlight. She couldn't be a Death Eater, could she? His pale face flushed in the darkness as he realised how stupid he was being, of course she was a Death Eater why else would she be here? Why else had she attacked him? A doubt niggled at the back of his mind, she attacked me because I attacked her, is it my fault? The girl was standing proud, a scowl across her face. She didn't meet his eyes but stood still, not acknowledging anyone just waiting, waiting for someone to do something; she wouldn't make the first move.
"Who the bloody hell are you?" questioned an angry voice from behind Harry, he spun round.
"Ron, Hermione! Why are you here? I didn't tell you I was leaving for a reason. I was meant to do this alone. You shouldn't be here. I don't want you to get hurt." Harry finished breathlessly. Ron's face went white and Hermione lowered her wand from the girls' neck.
"We're here because we're your friends Harry. You should have told us you were leaving; it's been hell following you without being able to let you know we were here, beside you. It's a good job you've got us, friends who'll risk their lives for you, she'd have killed you if we weren't here." Hermione looked hurt and Harry realised how upset she must have been.
"Sorry," he mumbled. Hermione turned away and focused on the girl in front of her. Ron's was shaking as she stared coldly at him.
"For heaven's sake Ron, don't do anything will you?" snapped Hermione. She flicked her wand at the girl, who suddenly jerked violently, her neck being forced backwards and her mouth opening. Hermione then opened a large bag that she had over her shoulder, and took out a small bottle. Harry recognised it from somewhere, but couldn't think where. Hermione poured the entire bottle in to the girls' mouth and flicked her wrist again to make the girl swallow.
"Hermione, what was that?" questioned Harry nervously, "its not going to do anything to her is it?"
"You should recognise it Harry, its Veritaserum-Truth Potion. I'm going to find out who this little cow is." She turned to face the girl. "Are you a Death Eater?"
"How dare you!" replied the girl. "I never have nor will I ever be a Death Eater."
Hermione didn't flinch at this unlike Harry and Ron who both went white and looked confused at the outburst. "Why are you here then and who are you?"
"I'm Marcethea. I was here to destroy the Horcrux."
"Why did you attack Harry?"
"I didn't attack Harry, he attacked me."
Many miles away the Dark Lord sat up and smiled smugly now he knew everything he needed to, and his plan was coming together.