Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the Harry Potter book. I wish I did but I don't. I wish I owned Tom Felton….drool……He is so hot, he is the hottest thing on this Earth! Once again my dear fans, I know it sounds weird but it's not like he is ever going to read my crappy story. Hey Tom, if you ever read this I got IMAX tickets to the fourth Harry Potter movie! I think you're an awesome actor! Keep up the great work! I only own the plot, and Rachel and Brad!
She lifted the hood and found to her disbelief that the cloaked woman was none other than Narcissa Malfoy. She ran away and dodged another curse coming form another cloaked figure. He kept pursuing her until she was cornered.
"Dumbledore, please he me!" she replied in a hoarse voice as he was choking her.
"FILTHY LITTLE BITCH, YOU'LL DIE FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" The figure told her. "AVADA-"
He was hit with a curse and flew backward, and for what seemed like a second he was down, and then he got back up as quickly as he had fallen.
"Who?" the figure cried.
It and Minerva turned to see a boy. The boy just stood there and stared, amazed at what he had just done. McGonagall was his favorite teacher. He was a tall plump boy, and by now you've guessed who it was. It was none other than our own scaredy cat, Gryffindor, Neville. He shook with fright and ran, but he wasn't fast enough. The cloaked figure pointed his wand, and Neville blew up. His guts splattered everywhere. People shrieked and screamed, and Minerva ran crying. It was not long before the figure found her again. He lifted his wand and hissed, "If you join us I will leave you be, if not you will die"
"I would rather die than join you, you son of a bitch murderer! And I let you know just what I think of you people before you kill me," She said calmly in her cool manner.
"What do you think of us…..MUDBLOOD!"
With that remark she slapped the cloaked figure, he did not even move. With that she screamed a curse and he flew backwards.
"I think your all BASTARDS! Go to hell jackass!"
"I AM IN HELL!"
"B-A-S-T"
Minerva fell over twitching uncontrollably. Then she fell motionless. The man bent over her cold dead body, and lifted his hood. It was Lucius Malfoy. He took out a tube of lip stick and put the bright red color on his lips. He then bent over and kissed her on the cheek, leaving only a kiss mark and a rose behind.