TRAITOR
RECAP: "So you will face the Dark Lord alone, but you won't grab a port key with a stranger?" He asked mockingly. Hana grabbed the port key defiantly, and they were gone, just as the door flew open.
Hana groaned in the strange boy's chest, and rolled off of him.
"I hate port keys." She muttered. "Where are we?" she asked looking around, and then suddenly she gasped. "This is Grimmauld Place!"
"Yeah." The boy nodded. "It was my Great Grandmother's." Hana looked at him with wide eyes and nodded. Her eyes started darting to every dark corner, and every door. Spinning around she could not believe that this strange boy had a port key to the secret hide out of The Order of the Phoenix!
"Great." She mumbled to herself out of the boiling pot and into the frying pan.
"Err, are you ok?" The boy asked. Hana whipped around and faced him.
"Who did you say you were?" She asked suspiciously. He was walking towards her, and Hana kept backing up.
"You are covered in blood, want me to take a look?" he asked, concern flashing in his features. Hana's eyes widened, as she backed up more. "I can fix it probably." The wound on her arm had soaked her clothes and blood was smeared on her face and neck from when she had touched it.
"What's your name!" Hana demanded. "How do you know me?! Who are you?!" Hana was starting to freak out, she felt for her wand, but realized that it must have fallen out of her back pocket. She started backing up, never loosing sight of the boy that had brought her here. Her hands were shaking, and her body felt hot. Then suddenly she felt someone behind her. She turned slowly, and let out a deafening scream. She fell to the ground and crawled backwards. "Harry Potter." Hana muttered under her breath.
"Malfoy?" Harry his eyes were narrow with anger, wand at the ready. "How'd you get in here?"
"I'd ask the same to you Potter." The boy who was presumably Malfoy responded with distaste. Hana looked up and noticed that he did not have a wand in his hands. Though he was a strange boy, she still thought that he was safer than the Harry Potter. She looked around on the floor and spotted his wand only a few feet away. She started inching towards the wand, but Harry Potter stopped her.
"Not so fast there." He said defiantly. "Who are you?" He demanded, narrowing his eyes he noted her bloody state. "Did malfoy hurt you?" Hana's eyes widened.
"I—uh—I well…"
"Of course I didn't Potter." Malfoy said impatiently.
"SHUT UP!" Harry Potter roared. "If I wasn't in the right mind I WOULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!" his voice dripping with hatred. His knuckles white, from gripping his wand too tightly. Malfoy made to get up, but Harry quickly shot ropes out of his wand, capturing him. "ill deal with you when the others get back." Turning from Malfoy, he made his way over to Hana. "Come here," Harry beckoned her. Hana's eyes widened in shock, and she shook her head, to say no. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just—look, Malfoy helped kill Dumbledore, I cant help but be mad. Where are you hurt?" He asked. Hana was no longer paying attention to Harry, but was staring intently at the boy who had saved her back at the Manor. Harry took advantage, and closed in on her quickly. Surprised at the sudden closeness Hana quickly drew in breath.
"Cant you tell that she is scared of you potter?" Malfoy muttered tauntingly.
"Shut up." Potter said as he bent down to inspect Hana. "Is it your arm?" he asked gently, and Hana shook her head as if to say no. He grabbed her left wrist anyways, and she gasped in pain. "It is," he muttered in concentration, I can fix it up, pausing he moved to wipe the blood off her forearm, and Hana tried to pull back, but it was too late. He gasped and fell back. "You're a death eater!"