Star and Lightning

13th Chapter – The Kidnapping

Starlett and Zaza were silently walking the streets, both deep in thought. A decision was forming in Starlett's mind. She would attend Hogwarts. Even though she had missed five years of shooling she didn't expect it to be too difficult. If somebody was laughing about her because she couldn't do some spell, she would throw away the wand and knock him out without moving a bit. She could do things not even Albus Dumbledore could, so no one would laugh about her. Zaza on the other hand didn't know what to think of all this. Her little star was probably the most powerful witch on earth and would probably soon attend a school were she would learn to do even more of this surreal stuff.

When they were near Zaza's little flat, she suddenly spoke: "So, to sum up: You are probably the most powerful witch on earth, are the twin sister of the greatest hero of the wizarding world and defeated the most evil wizard that ever existed at the age of one."

"Yup." Starlett nodded.

"Anyhow, what should I call you now? In fact, you aren't Starlett but Elisha."

"I don't know, I just don't know. I mean, I'm glad that I can finally learn about this magic, but… "

Starlett didn't finish her sentence because in this moment, a ring of black-hooded figures with white masks covering their faces surrounded them. She looked around slightly panicked, remembering Dumbledore's warning. Without announcement, the black-hooded figures suddenly began attacking them. Starlett built up a protection field but she needed a lot of strength to keep it up. She wanted to defend herself, but in order to do this she would have to turn down the field but this meant leaving Zaza unprotected. She was in a dilemma. She hoped that Dumbledore would appear. He would be able to help her. She thought about trying to flee. But she didn't have enough power to disapparate herself and Zaza and simultaneously keep up the protection fielt against that many opponents. Therefore her only options were to fight or to give up. And she was no quitter. That's why she let the great field disappear and built up only a little one around Zaza, but she wasn't sure for how long she would be able to hold it, and she sent flashing beams of magic towards her attackers. As there were that many, she always hit somebody, who fell unconcious to the ground. But protecting Zaza, defending herself and dodging or blocking all spells sent for her was exhausting. Some spells, that hit her, left wounds that hurt like hell. She felt the protection field around Zaza grow weaker and her attention fleeing. She would have been able to defend herself against some of her opponents but there were too many. When she didn't see a stunner coming from behind, it hit her in the back. She saw only darkness and sank down on the ground breaking her wrist. Zaza shrieked when she saw her fall and heard bones crack, but was shortly afterwards stunned herself.

The Deatheaters' leader seized Starlett and Zaza and took them to Serpent Castle by portkey while the other Deatheaters each grabbed one of their fallen comrades and disapparated.

Harry went to bed this evening feeling very tired. It was after midnight and he had talked with his friends till now. But unlike the evenings of the last four weeks, he was happy. Being with his friends ment a lot to him. Ron was already snoring in the bed next to him and short time later Harry was fast asleep, too. He immediately began to dream. About him and his friends being in Hogwarts and trying to explain why they were wearing only swimsuites and then suddenly swimming in an open-air swimmig pool in winter with their Hogwarts robes on. Suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere of his dreams was disturbed. He was pulled in a cold darkness and when he reappeared, he was in a great hall of an old castle.

Lord Voldemort stood in front of his throne and roared at his followers: "You were supposed to bring her unharmed! Not bleeding and with broken bones!"

"My Lord," Bellatrix Lestrange tried to explain. "she fought us for at least 15 minutes. She is extremely good at wandless magic. It was impossible to get her without hurting her."

"You had order to avoid a fight." He screamed while Bellatrix was writhing with pain from the Cruciatus Curse. "How uncapable are you? Having trouble catching a 16-year old girl!"

None of the Deatheaters dared mention that this was a very powerful 16-year old girl. They knew to shut up when their Lord was this angry. Voldemort then called those foreward whom Starlett had defeated. Shakily about 20 worn-looking Deatheaters went to stand in front of him. He punished them all. Seeing 20 figures crawling in front of his feet and writhing with pain seemed to please him and take a part of his wrath away.

Bellatrix, who had been leading the group, stood in front of him, head bent low, after the punished, almost unconcious Deatheaters had been brought away. "My Lord, I have pleasant news for you. Before the attack, we overheard the girl talking to the woman. This girl is Elisha Potter, the lost twin sister of Harry Potter."

"Elisha Potter?" The Dark Lord asked contently. "This really is good news. Lucius!"

Bellatrix went back to stand in line with a new confidence while Lucius Malfoy left the line.

"I want you and some others of your free choice to question the muggle woman. Don't hurt her, use Verisaterum. I want to know every aspect of the girl's life and what Dumbledore told them"

Then he turned his head to look at Avery Nott: "Avery, take care of the girl and heal her wounds. But don't answer any of her questions. I hope, you are capable of brewing and using the Healing Potions correctly. Too bad, Severus is not to be trusted anymore…"

Harry woke up covered in sweat. Lord Voldemort had his twin sister and Dumbledore didn't know because Voldemort didn't trust Snape anymore. Or could this be a trick again? It was quite unlikely that his sister was alive, but Starlett, the wandless magician, did look like his mother a lot. And the scar! She must have gotten it at the same time he had.

Harry jumped out of his bed and hurried down the stairs. When he stood in the dark hallway, he realized that he had no idea where to find Dumbledore or any other Order member. Who would be in the Headquarters at two o'clock in the morning? But then he heard a soft sound from the kittchen. He ran over to the kittchen and stormed inside. Albus Dumbledore sat there with Professor Snape. They both looked up startled and Snape snorted disparagingly. Harry ignored him and strode over to Dumbledore:

"Professor Dumbledore! He's got Starlett! Voldemort has got my sister!"

"Calm down, Potter." Snape said disencouragingly. "If he had, I would know about it and I don't know of any recent kidnappings."

"He doesn't trust you anymore. I've just had a vision. Voldemort punished Lestrange for taking too long to get her and ordered someone to heal her wounds, but not Snape because he doesn't trust him anymore. And Lestrange said, the girl's name was Elisha Potter. You must believe me, Professor!" Harry directed his last words at Dumbledore. He was angry. His sister was in grave danger and Snape refused to believe him.

"I believe you, Harry. This is a really serious matter. We found out that Starlett, the wandless magician, is in fact Elisha Potter only today. I didn't expect Voldemort to react that fast. Harry, go back to bed please. I will take care of this matter."

"But professor…" Harry protested. He couldn't go to bed now.

"No buts Harry. You can't help her by staying awake all night. Go to bed."

Harry resigned and slowly went up to his room. How was he supposed to sleep now? With the knowledge that his twin sister has been alive all the time and maybe won't live much longer. And then he became mad at Professor Dumbledore. Why hadn't he protected her? He must have known that she would be Voldemort's next target. In his room, Harry lay down on his bed, but didn't go to sleep till sunrise. Thoughts were whirling in his mind and he kept listening to the sounds downstairs.