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Ron's words hung heavily inside the dark chamber, there was no echo, but it seemed as if Tonks could still hear the red-head's voice.

Her eyes were wide and her lungs burned terribly, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, the Metamorphmagus closed her eyes and sighed with concern.

Great…so what's for lunch?

Tonks had backed away from Fleur after Ron spoke; she had though for a second that the teen had managed to spot them under the dark blanket that filled the chamber.

Now, she had no idea where the French girl stood, but there were other things that needed to be taken care of first, nevertheless, Tonks turned around and, in vain, attempted to make out Fleur's form through the dark.

A small muffled cry began to make its way, cutting the silence that had arisen after Ron's, it was soon accompanied by stammers and mean words.

"Shut up, they're going to hear us"

"You shut it, we're going to die anyways"

"You're such a baby!"

"They're going to hear us!"

"If you don't shut up I swear I'm going to jinx you!"

"No one's going to jinx anyone!" Tonks hissed and shook her head in exasperation; her hands were at her sides, shaking with anger, "just shut up and we'll be okay".

Will we…?

"Why hasn't the Order arrived down here?" Tonks muttered to herself, it had been a while since she sent her Patronus as a message to the other members of the Order. Is it possible that Moody, Lupin or anyone else had failed to spot it? After all, they were fighting against Lord Voldemort's more powerful Death Eaters and the evil wizard himself.

Stepping forward, Tonks stuck out her arm and walked slowly hoping to bump into a wall. After a few minutes of poking eyes and stepping on toes, Tonks hit her knee against a stone wall.

"Shit!" she cried and massaged the stinging spot as her hand pressed the stones at her side.

"What happened?"

"The giants'll hear you!"

"We're going to die!"

"Shut it!" Tonks cried out and straightened herself, bending her sore knee. Following the wall with two fingers, Tonks found the door that lead to the Main Hall as her foot connected with Ron's head.

"Ow!"

"Sorry" the Auror muttered and crouched next to him; cocking her head to one side, trying to catch a sound of what was going on in the next room.

Faint growls and drips made their way into Tonk's ears sending shivers down her back as her knuckles whitened, because of the increasing strength of her hold on the entrance's frame.

"Look" she whispered to Ron, "I'm going outside, to see what's going on…stay here and keep them quiet…If I'm not back in twenty minutes…just, don't move from here, if they haven't spotted us now I doubt they will". Tonks stepped over a shocked Ron and leaned down, her hands supporting her weight as she slowly lowered herself and pressed her body against the stone floor.

"What if they do…?" Ron whispered to himself.

Swallowing hard, the Metamorphmagus stuck her head through the doorframe and felt a fresh burst of cold air followed by a bright light that pierced through her eyelids.

"Ahhh…" her voice cracked, as she raised her hands to cover her eyes, the light was so bright and her eyes were painfully attempting to focus.

Pushing the rest of her body with her legs, Tonks entered the Main Hall, blindly reaching out with her arms while she managed to stick her body close to the wall. If she was going to face giants, she'd better be careful and keep out of their sight for a while.

Fleur was walking across the room, it was as if she knew exactly where she was heading, her arms were swinging at her sides and her steps were confident. She was trying to remain calm, her heart was beating very fast and her forehead was damp.

Fleur was nervous; she had to walk the sensation off.

Feeleeng nervous will only make theengs worse.

She had heard Tonk's angry hisses and a small whispered conversation somwhere inside the room, but Fleur couldn't see a couple of inches from her nose.

Her eyes stared at the dark blanket that flooded their senses and she hung her head with sadness. Fleur's thoughts took her to the past when she was engaged to Bill Weasley, how happy they had been, and the future that awaited them.

Why am I thinking aboutthat now?Am I afraid of never feeling happy again?

Bill's face was swimming in her head only to be replaced by a pink haired someone…

Her heart beat faster and her face flushed as Fleur took in what had happened a few minutes ago, a small smile crept on her shivering lips and she had to struggle against crying out something to Tonks not apt for the young ears that accompanied her.

"Tonks?" her voice cut through the stony silence and echoed softly against the walls, she was anxious to talk to the Metamorphmagus and maybe…

Fleur moved a few steps to the right and called out again, there was no answer.

"She went outside…", Ron's voice announced from the other side of the room, "she said to wait for her".

Dark blue eyes widened in shock and a small gasp escaped from Fleur's mouth as she made her way towards Ron's voice with a quick stride, her heels connected with the stones sending waves of soft tapping noises.

Dammit, what eez she thinking?

Fleur stopped before running into Ron's sitting figure and leaned over him, her blonde hair fanning her face as she spoke to the young man.

"What eez she trying to do?"

"I'm not sure, I think she's trying to get help…she can't possibly take all the giants down herself"

Fleur narrowed her eyes at the thought of fighting dozens of giants alone, it was near right impossible, well, maybe except for Dumbledore.

"You can't save everyone, Tonks" Fleur whispered and she stepped in front of the stone door frame that leads to the Main Hall, "not alone".

Tonks's eyes finally adjusted to the light, she had remained crouched against a wall with a hand touching the stone floor and her wand in the other. Raising her blurred eyes, she let out a gasp and backed away with a strong leap that made her land on her butt.

Her face contorted in grim features as she surveyed the room…