hello again.
"So this is the place?"
"Yeah, we should watch out though."
"No one's here though."
"Shut up Ron! You never know what could happen!"
Neville sighed and entered the house that was currently empty. Harry and Ron were next to him. "Lumos," he said.
They walked more inside and checked the living room, or what was the living room. The couch was torn into pieces and a picture frame was broken. It was a picture of young Bellatrix Lestrange and Narcissa Malfoy. They were both laughing and pointing at an Abraxan Horse. Bellatrix was wearing a sexy dress and Narcissa was wearing her Hogwarts robes. The inscription below said "Bella's Graduation, 1962"
"Well, they looked happy in this picture," Ron said. "And hotter, what happened to them!?" he joked.
Harry shook his head. "Ron, this is a serious mission," he said.
"Sorry tryin' to lighten up the mood." Ron apologized.
The three Aurors continued to walk around. "Cool! Look at this!" Ron pointed at a ruby necklace, that was lying on a table.
"Don't touch it!" Harry cried out, as Ron reached for it. Ron put his hand back down nervously. "Ron stop snooping we're on a mission!" Harry said.
Neville sighed. "Where's Luna?"
"We'll find her Neville, don't worry," Ron said smiling at him. They continued to walk and soon they reached a closed door, Harry opened it and it led to downstairs. "Let's go." Ron said.
"Wow this place is dark, aw is that blood?" Neville pointed to a bloodstain on the wall. The basement was old and wrecked, tables were thrown everywhere and it seems as though the Ministry already searched the place. The Lestrange Estate was where Neville's parents were tortured and Neville got upset when he realized they had to go there.
"Hold on, it's dripping." Harry pointed out. "That means it was recent, someone is here!" he cried out. "Hello?" They looked around the house, chairs were thrown everywhere, suddenly a flash of movement.
They all turned around and tried to find the mysterious figure. "You go left, I'll go right. Neville, you chase from behind." Harry whispered quickly. They all got into formation and soon they faced the mysterious person, who they later found out was a man.
"Avada Kedavra!" the man said, the spell missed hitting an already broken vase. "Reducto!" The man aimed for the ceiling and the ceiling fell on top of them. Neville struggled to get out but finally got out. He saw Ron and helped him up.
"Thanks Neville." Ron said, brushing some dust off his shirt.
Neville nodded. "No problem"
"Everyone okay?" Harry asked.
"Yep!" Neville said.
The man was still running around casting spells everywhere. Ron and Neville dodged them all and suddenly they faced the man. Harry was behind him. "You're trapped," Harry said. "Just give up already!"
"NEVER!" the man shouted before shouting. "Avada-"
" Stupefy!" Ron cast the spell quickly and soon they heard a thud. They all ran to see who the person was. It was a young man-
"Asceus Carrow," Neville whispered. "Shit. Asceus Carrow!" he walked back a few steps and walked around confused. "Luna! Luna?" he cried out. "Luna! Luna are you in here?"
Harry and Ron were whispering to each other. "Harry wake him up!" They had tied him up to one of the chairs and took the wand he was holding.
"Isn't this wand Luna's?" Ron asked. Neville turned around and grabbed the wand.
"Yes, it is," Neville said.
Asceus Carrow suddenly woke up, his eyes widened in fear. "Asceus Carrow, you are under arrest for murder," Harry said. "Now tell us, do you know where Luna Lovegood is?"
"No." Asceus snapped quickly spit flying out of his mouth. Ron put his wand up against Asceus' neck.
"Tell the truth you git," Ron said.
"That stupid little bitch wouldn't let me touch her. She deserved to be crucified." Asceus hissed. "She's probably dead by now, you're all too late." He cackled and moved his head closer to Ron. "Was she your little darling? Aw, that's too bad!" Neville punched him in his mouth.
"Where is she?" he shouted. "Where is Luna?"
"She's dead," Asceus said blood trailing down his mouth. "Dead!" he repeated blood splattering everywhere from his mouth. Ron shuddered in disgust and whacked his head so he was unconscious.
Neville looked around. "Luna!" he raced around the house and finally found the room Luna was in, she was sprawled on the ground. Her hair was messy, blood was trickling down her throat and her body was limp, but she was breathing faintly."No! No." Neville grabbed onto Luna. "She's still breathing," he said in relief. He carried her bridal style and walked back to where Harry and Ron were.
"Let's go." he said holding back a sob. They walked out of the house with Asceus.
"We caught Asceus, that's good," Ron said. "Where is his mother though?" he asked.
"Is she going to be alright?" Neville asked the Healer.
"She has been crucified, which means when she wakes up she could be like your parents Neville. Right now, we believe she has suffered some trauma. Her throat has been damaged, so her breathing is not proper. I believe it will take a few months for her to recover until she could do anything." the Healer replied. "Tomorrow we will move her to a different room where people who have been crucified are. If she wakes, tell me," she added before leaving Neville, Ron, and Harry in the room.
"No! No." Neville said, holding onto Luna's hand. She was laying there, eyes closed with no sign of waking up. "She can't. Not Luna too. My parents don't even know who I am, I can't have Luna not knowing me either." Neville held back tears.
Ron looked at his friend with a comforting look. "Don't worry, Luna is a strong woman, she'll get through it."
"And if she doesn't?" Neville asked.
"Don't think that, anyways, Ron and I will tell Robards to give you a day off, just rest will ya?" Harry said, before walking away with Ron. Neville sighed loudly, suddenly he saw a pretty girl with two blond pigtails walk up to him. Hannah Abbott.
"Neville I brought some drinks, I heard what happened. I'm sorry, how can I help?" Hannah asked.
Neville wiped tears off his eyes and stared at the drinks, "Give me that!" he grabbed it and chugged the whole thing.
"Neville that was spiked with firewhiskey." Hannah gasped.
Neville shrugged. "I don't care," he said his voice slurred. They drank more for a little awhile and soon apparated to Neville's apartment.
"Hannah did I ever mention that your hair looks beautiful, you're so hot," he said trying to grab onto Hannah, once he reached her he looked into her eyes. "Can I kiss you?"
uh oh.