The Order of the Phoenix
With a flick of Siria's wand, the FiendFyre stag charged toward the Death Eaters in Cassius's path with a small pack of monstrous wolves. Mr. Malfoy lunged for Siria, but months of running still in her, she dashed beyond him, as Emmeline Vance, fired a jet of red at him. He hopped up a level of the steps to avoid it and a stray fiend wolf. "Get to the Atrium!" Hestia Jones shouted at Siria, as she leapt to the side to dodge a jet of green.
"Stun her!" A hooded Death Eater shouted, as he turned his back to Bill Weasley, and fired a jet of red at Siria. She threw herself to the ground to dodge and commanded her fiend stag to charge him. He leapt from its path. Cassius pulled Siria up as the Death Eater ripped his buring cloak off. They knew his face from his Prophet photo— Antonin Dolohov.
Cassius yanked Siria's arm toward one of the open doors. "My job is to get you out," Cassius told her, and deflected a red jet while they inched onward. Siria pointed her wand at the room's ceiling and drops of darkness rained from the sky. They melted the FiendFyre monsters to puddles.
"We're outnumbered," Siria told him. If Cassius and Siria stayed, the Order could have the upper hand. She circled her wand and the raining darkness dispersed.
Dolohov blocked Bill while he stepped closer to Cassius and Siria. Moody dueled Mr. Malfoy and a hooded Death Eater while Kingsley, Amos Diggory, Flint, Hestia Jones, and Fleur Delacour each dueled one of the other still hooded Death Eaters. Emmeline Vance dueled two Death Eaters with the finesse that Bellatrix LeStrange, despite her broken ankle, used on Remus and Tonks at the dias.
Flint fell to the ground, rigid. Cassius stepped toward him, but stilled himself. "This isn't the time for if we can help," Cassius said and pulled Siria up another step. He was so much larger than her that he managed to drag her up another step with ease. Fleur overpowered her Death Eater. His hood fell back, as he did, and showed the stunned face of Rabastan Lestrange. She turned to the Death Eater that stunned Flint and knocked away a buzzing yellow wave.
Siria groaned, but climbed the tall, stone stadium seats with Cassius. With frequent glances over their shoulders, they caught bits of the battle. Kingsley unhooded then overpowered Rodolphus Lestrange. Amos Diggory disarmed a Death Eater, but was stunned by another. Moody did something that left Augustus Rookwood bound in tangled vines. He and Emmeline Vance finally stunned one of her opponents.
Hermione rushed into the room with Alice, Cedric, Ginny, Luna, Maddy, Neville, Patricia, Ron, and a wandless Sirius behind her. Patricia pointed her wand at the dias, which grew slick. Bellatrix slipped, but so did Tonks. Remus kept his ground, but Malfoy saw him from a few levels up, and tried to stun him. Sirius rushed Malfoy.
Ron joined Bill against Dolohov. Patricia and Maddy stepped in to help Hestia Jones. Alice rushed to fight a still hooded Death Eater, who had to be her father because she enlarged a rock into a boulder then turned it into a dog. Hermione hurried toward Siria while Ginny and Luna covered her from beside the door and Cedric and Neville ran after her.
"We aren't outnumbered anymore," Cassius said like that solved it. Ron and Bill Weasley petrified Dolohov and joined Fleur and Maddy, who split up from Patricia when they stunned Hestia Jones's Death Eater. Emmeline Vance and Hestia Jones stunned another Death Eater with Patricia, two of the red beams hit at once.
Their wands were too quick for Siria to follow, as she neared a door with Cassius. Her hair crackled with electricity as a bolt of violet light zipped by her head. She whipped around to see Tonks clatter to the floor like a statue, and Bellatrix Lestrange fire a jet of green light at Remus. To dodge it, Remus leapt— right into a flash of purple flame. Remus collapsed with Siria's heart as she dove back down the steps to him.
Unburned and strangely cold, Remus slept. Siria held his pulse and glared to Bellatrix Lestrange. Bellatrix cackled, then froze with her eyes on a doorway. Siria followed her line of sight. Directly above them, at the door Siria sealed, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft and his face furious (B5, 805). Bellatrix fled, Mr. Malfoy right ahead of her, and Siria on their heels— the others would be fine with Dumbledore there.
The room Siria chased Bellatrix Lestrange and Mr. Malfoy into was dark, except for the tank of glowing blue light. Bellatrix hit the tank with a spell, which tipped it. She laughed. Siria stomped the air beneath her "[Solidify]!" She thought with each step she took in the air, above the water and— were those brains with tentacles?— beneath her. Malfoy fired a Stunning Spell, which missed Siria completely. [B5, 811]
Siria broke through the broken exit door in time to see the bottom of a lift rize out of sight. She slammed the button to summon another one. "That—" and Siria swore as she stepped into the lift, "—. If Remus doesn't recover…" she wrung her wand. Someone called her name from below, but she was already moving on. She checked the zipper of her pocket, with the Prophecy. Siria clicked her tongue. She should have left it with Cassius or Hermione. "Hermione had headed for her… why did they stay?" Siria looked the string on her finger, which lead downward. "Everyone's still there," Siria thought as she pulled a potion from her bag and hung it on her belt, "Dumbledore is there."
The lift dinged open. From across the Atrium, with an arm around Malfoy's neck to keep her up, Bellatrix fired curses over her shoulder. Siria rolled out of the way. She gestured to Fountain of Magical Brethren. The witch's statue flew from the fountain and into the telephone booth. Bellatrix and Malfoy skidded to a halt so quickly that Bellatrix fell forward. They glared at Siria.
"Hand over the Prophecy and we'll spare you, today," Mr. Malfoy told Siria. He extended his free hand, as though she would finally give it up.
"What can I say to such a convincing argument," Siria said and rolled her eyes. "Get lost, Malfoy— I'm here for her," Siria pointed her wand at Bellatrix, who laughed beside her brother-in-law.
"Does baby Potter wuv the werewolf?" Bellatrix teased in a mock-baby voice. Siria took her stance.
"Enough to kill," Siria said. She sliced the air with her wand. Bellatrix deflected it. Malfoy directed it away from himself and pulled Bellatrix to her feet.
Even on a broken and now swollen ankle, Bellatrix pushed Siria back. Siria knocked each jet of red, from Malfoy and Bellatrix, away with her hand. She fired the occasional Dislocation Jinx at Bellatrix, who deflected them away. Green flashed toward Siria, who dropped to the floor.
"He wants her alive!" Malfoy shouted and slapped Bellatrix's wand arm from Siria's direction.
"The Dark Lord will thank me for me service— the Prophecy delivered and the Potter girl dead," said Bellatrix. Siria ripped the smoking green potion bottle from her belt and threw it at them. It burst at their feet. Malfoy motioned to step away, but collapsed. Bellatrix clapped a hand over her mouth and nose and she dragged herself away on her good leg. Siria smirked at the smoke of the Fatiguing Fusion.
Siria flicked her wrist and her Dislocation Jinx hit Bellatrix Lestrange's hip. Bellatrix crumpled to the ground. "Expelliarmus!" Siria called. The wand flew from Bellatrix's hand. "Accio!" Siria thought and it zoomed to her free hand. She partnered the wands together and directed their attention to Bellatrix. Bellatrix screamed as her shoulder popped from its socket.
"I've read you like to torture your victims," Siria said as she crouched near Bellatrix, who laughed.
"You're just a child," Bellatrix said. "You don't have what it takes." Siria inhaled as she rose to her full height and pointed her wand at Bellatrix's knee. The pop echoed through the Atrium, with Bellatrix's gasp.
"Now, I know you like to use the Cruciatus Curse, but," and Siria stepped on Bellatrix's knee. Her screams were as twisted as Siria felt. "Where is Voldemort?" Siria asked through gritted teeth. The more her scar hurt, the more she wanted to make someone else hurt more, but she eased up to let Bellatrix breathe. "Where is he, Bella?" She asked, as she stepped back on Bellatrix's knee and leaned on it. "I can make the pain stop," Siria said. "So ,why don't you tell me where your master is?" Bellatrix spat on Siria. Siria wiped it from her cheek and scowled.
"You know, Bella, I go to school with your nephew," Siria said. She winced, unsure if it was from the pain or how low she sunk. Bellatrix almost shuddered. "It'd be a shame if something happened to him," Siria eased back off the broken knee. "Where is Voldemort?"
"Siria Potter-Black—" a cold, high voice greeted. Siria spun on the spot.
Though pain blurred her vision, she saw him. He was still taller than her. His skeletal body was masked by his black cloak. The same, hungry red eyes stared at Siria from a gaunt face in the middle of the Atrium. [B5, 812]
"Master!" Bellatrix cried. "He is here— here is below." [B5, 812]
"Silence, Bella," Voldemort said, with his eyes on Siria. "Hand me the Prophecy, Potter-Black, or I shall take it from your corpse."
"The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death" Siria stated in such a clear voice she surprised herself. Her knees wanted to shake; she could feel them tingle, as if cold, but kept them firm.
"You have irked me too often, for too long," Voldemort told Siria. She smiled, as she slid her wand into her jacket and Voldemort raised his.
"Please," Siria thought, "please let this be the 'right' thing."
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
Siria closed her eyes and let her final breath out. "NO!" She heard someone scream, too late. Her body fell to floor.