They all began running away, death eaters swarming them as they went. They were terrified and pumped with adrenalin. Spells were being fired from all angles as Harry and his group tried to survive, and the death eaters tried to steal the prophecy Harry had grabbed.

They ended up splitting off from one another. Hazel ended up alone, two death eaters chasing her. She cast as many spells as she could towards the and found herself run straight into a death eater, falling backwards and immediately clambering to her feet.

The death eater just looked at her, his expression hidden behind his mask. So she punched him around the face.

She knocked off the mask from his face. The death eaters eyes widened. She didn't know who he was, but she didn't care. She kicked him between the legs and then immobilised him, giving herself a chance to run away.

She found herself run straight into Harry's back, and the others were all there too. Together, they charged back through the door. Only to find themselves falling into another one. Hazel watched the ground coming closer and closer. She shut her eyes.

They were hovering just off the ground before finally falling on the bricks. Harry got up and began walking towards the object in the centre of the room. It was a large, stone doorway, almost to the top of the high ceiling that stretched they didn't know how high. In that doorway, was a large glowing space, where white lights swam around.

Harry began to hear voices. "Can you hear that?"

"Here what?" Hermione asked.

"The voices."

Hermione began to worry. "There're no voices."

"I hear them too." Luna chimed in, also walking towards it.

Then Harry began to panic.

"Get behind me. Now!" He commanded. Without questioning it, they ran behind Harry, all of them raising their wands up. They watched as dark shadows swum around the top of the ceiling.

Darkness swarmed them. Hands began grabbing each individual, tearing them away from the safety of the group. Finally, they let up. And only Harry remained.

Lucius Malfoy stood before Harry, holding out his thin, pale hand. Harry looked around at his friends, held by the death eaters with wands and knives towards them. They weren't bluffing either. He knew that one false move

Hazel watched in horror, a knife held to her throat, as Harry handed over the orb. Even with Neville's defiance and there pleading expressions.

"Step away from my godson!"

Lucius turned and was instantly punched in the face by none other than Sirius Black.

"Dad!" Hazel screamed in joy. Bellatrix just glared at her, hatred in her eyes as the fight began.

"So this is my niece?" She cackled at the prospect.

"I'm gonna enjoy this." Bellatrix insisted.

Hazel smirked. "Not as much as I am, Auntie Bella."

That awarded her with a menacing glare.

They began duelling and Hazel was avoiding every spell that was thrown her way. Harry and Sirius began to fight the death eaters together. Hazel was too focused on Bellatrix to notice what was going on around her. Each side was fighting back hard, neither giving in to the other. The death eaters were becoming impatient. Bellatrix vanished from Hazel's sight. Then she heard her voice.

"Avada kadavra." She screeched in her high, crackly voice.

Hazel watched as her father fell backwards, heading into the spirit veil. She ran to grab him before he fell, trying to grab him back as he disappeared through it. But she was too late. She ran straight through the veil, to the other side, and blacked out. Her father was gone.

Sirius was dead.

Hazel woke up in her bed, at home in 12 Grimmauld place. She couldn't remember what had happened. All she could think about was her dad. She wanted him there with her.

"Aria." Her father's voice called. She sat up and looked beside her.

Her father was sat there in the corner, sitting on her Hogwarts trunk, in her room.

"Dad?" She asked. "What's going on?"

"I'm dead, sweetheart."

Her heart shattered. She then began to notice that his form was slightly see-through, and glowing around the edges.

But she shook her head. "No. How can I see you if you're dead?" She contradicted. Sadly, he had an answer.

"Because you went through the veil." Flashes of the events entered her mind. She was extremely confused and had even more questions.

"I should be dead. Why aren't I dead?" He smiled, clearly glad to see her.

"I don't know. But I'm so glad you're not." The door swung open, and Mrs Weasley came in with a tray of soup and bread.

"Thank goodness you're awake. I thought I would have to tranquillise those boys." She smiled. Fred and George came bursting in. They couldn't see Sirius.

They clambered onto the bed, crushing her in a hug. Mrs Weasley quickly left the room.

"How're you doing Haze?" George asked, the both of them now sitting either side of her on the bed.

She shrugged. "Okay."

"Well there're no tears, so it's a start." Fred teased. She pulled a face at him, and he responded back with a similarly ridiculous facial expression.

"No mental issues?" George asked, mocking her slightly.

"No more than normal." She joked. George smiled and nudged her.

They seemed relieved for her, but her eyes continued wandering to her dad who was sitting in the corner. Even thought she knew he wasn't really there, he wasn't truly gone either. He was sitting there, smiling at his daughter.

She knew he would be with her forever, watching over her and Harry.

She smiled.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" George asked, clearly concerned for her.

She didn't take her eyes off her father's ghost, seeing his smiling face.

"Yeah." She thought. "I think I will."