Chapter Two
"You may have crossed the river," one of the thestral-riding Death Eaters shouted angrily, "but don't think you've escaped yet. You'll never be free from us!"
"I've always been free from you, Lucius, and I always will," she shouted back. "The first time was an accident, there will be no second. You will not catch me again, not alive or dead."
"Kill her, Draco," Lucius said angrily, turning to a tall, muscular man, with hair that shone of gold.
"No!" the young man said. "You promised me her."
"Quit whining, Draco," Lucius angrily sneered.
Genevieve had sprinted off again. She was still weary from the dangerous fight with the river's evil, but she didn't want to wait around and be killed.