I watched as Potter's friends ran after Bella. I turned my attention back to Potter.
"Now Harry, should I watch you die by bleeding to death right here, or shall we duel"
"I'd rather duel…it's kind of boring waiting….isn't it?" He snarled.
"Hmm…fine, it's your funeral." I pulled the dagger out of him and toss it aside and pulled out my wand. He got up slowly and I laughed.
"Crucio!" He fell back down to the ground and rolled in pain, more blood pour from his open wound.
"Hurts….doesn't it? Maybe I can torture you another way, since it is your last moments here on earth"
He looked up and me and groaned. He stood up and backed against a gravestone for support.
"I didn't say you can get back up, did I? Crucio!" I laughed at him and walked over, grabbed his collar and pulled him to his feet.
"You don't like that? How about this?" I slammed his head against a stone.
"That's for destroying my Diary!" I slammed his head against the stone again. "And that's for my locket"
And again. "And the cup! And the ring!" But this time he was almost unconscious so I let him drop to the ground. I watched him as he crawled around in pain, his face covered in blood. I heard a scream from up at the house and watched as streams of light flew back and forth as Death Eaters and Order members battled. I looked towards the woods and started to get worried. Maybe I shouldn't have sent her off.
Without warning a sharp and searing pain sliced through my body. I looked down and found the dagger planted deep with my gut. I looked down at Potter and he was smiling. I staggered backwards and held onto my father's grave. I couldn't breathe….my vision was blurry and I was dizzy. I couldn't find my wand and now I couldn't see Potter. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe. Potter wrenched the dagger from out of me and I looked up at him as he came into focus.
"Potter…" Potter bore the dagger into my body over and over, a look of utmost hate and evil in his eyes. I held my breath and kicked him away from me. I held my wounds and looked down at them. Blood was pouring from them. Salazar Slytherin's blood….my daughter's blood, in which was now all held in Bella's hands.
Bella's P.O.V.:
I looked behind me one last time and then holding my breath and holding Serpentine close to me, I jumped. It was a 4 second fall of 100 feet. I hit the water and swam to the shore. I checked up on Serpentine, who was fine, although wet and cold, she was fine. I removed her from the wet blanket and left it on the shore in case anyone went to search for us, it would either warn them that we were dead. Running back into the woods, I found a well hidden spot of trees and I sat down with her. For what I could hear, There were no signs of anyone looking for us. I rubbed Serpentine's back as I held her close to keep her warm. I just hoped that my Lord was alright. After a rest of 5 minutes, I knew I had to keep going. I started to wander deeper into the forest. Soon up ahead through the bunch of trees I saw light.
I knew it was an opening. I ran faster. I walked out of the woods and out onto a muggle road of pavement. I looked to my right and there was nothing…just road and more trees. To my right, a town sign that read: Welcome to Little Hangleton. To me, it was the most warmest welcome ever. All I could think of was home. I spotted the house on the hill and the graveyard. I didn't see anybody fighting at the house. Had we won? I ran down the hill until I reached the graveyard. I couldn't see Potter anyway…and I couldn't see my Lord. I didn't know what to think. Where'd they go? I looked around until I saw blood everywhere on a gravestone. I ran towards it, Past the Riddle's graves. But there was no one. Then I heard my name. I spun around and spotted my Master laying at the bottom of the Riddle's graves all covered in blood, dagger by his side. I dropped to his side and sat Serpentine up against the grave. Tears ran from my eyes.
"No…no…Master please don't." His breathing was shallow and weak. He looked up at me with so much pain in his eyes.
"No, please. My Lord, I love you"
"I love you too, Bella." He grabbed my hand weakly. I leaned down and kissed him. I couldn't pull away. After he stopped kissing me, I didn't dare look at his face. I pulled away and looked away. I looked down into Serpentine's eyes and started crying. I picked her up and cried into her small shoulder. Whenever I look into her eyes, I see her father, the Dark Lord.