Chapter 6: Death of a Veela
I threw open the trapdoor that let out onto the roof and climbed through it; pulling Harry with me. "We'll have to disapparate out; Severus is waiting for us, I know the place; we must get you out."
"No!" Harry insisted. "I'm tired of running; if I really am the one that must defeat him than I rather it be sooner than later…"
"Harry, but-the Dark Lord is on his way right now; we must go!" I persisted.
A high cold laugh rang through the night air and I felt as though I had been doused in ice water; He was here…
A dozen cloaked figures apparated on the spot and encircled us. The Dark Lord stepped forward from the ring his mirthless laughter finally dying down to speak. "It was foolish of me to trust you Velma; I should have known you would betray me. All this time I thought you were your fathers daughter, but as it turns out, your mothers light has won you over. How very tragic. Lucicus-" his eyes fell upon the Death Eater to his right, an evil glint in them, "she is yours to kill…"
"Harry run-get out of here before it's too late!" I begged.
"Ah yes Harry Potter; our guest of honor." Voldemort declared quietly, and I heard Harry cry out in pain, but was dragged backward by Rookwood towards Lucius.
This was the end, I knew it. I had failed.
"You ruined my son, and now you will pay!" Lucius seethed; his eyes ablaze with fury. "Crucio," It was agony I had never felt before; my blood was on fire. "Now tell me how you brainwashed Draco?" His voice came through my screams.
"I d-didn't" I screamed again.
"Lies" Lucius said simply. "You've used some dark powers to hoodwink him, now tell me or-" but he broke off because at that moment a blinding light seemed to fill the dark night sky and another dozen cloaked figures appeared; members of the Order.
Rookwood's hold on me loosened as a spell was shot at him, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Lucius blasted backwards. I shook Rookwood off and dashed to where Lucius lay in a crumpled heap. I held him down with my spell. "Don't underestimate a half breed Lucius, it may just be the last thing you ever do." I raised my wand at the ready.
"You cannot kill me, you are not ruthless; like your father, you must take after your sick; weakened mother." I threw myself onto him and grabbed his collar; his face inches from mine.
"My mother was not weak; it was my father who was weak; finally renouncing his ways when he fell for my mother. He was supposed to bite her; but he couldn't she was too pure; too beautiful..." I didn't know why I was even telling him this.
Lucius spat at me, and I dropped him onto the ground. "So you're half a weak Vampire and half an inept-good-looking witch…" he wheezed.
"No," I told him feeling my tears of fury stinging my eyes; "half Vampire…half Veela." As I raised my wand to attack, I saw my mothers face. The curse was on my lips but never left it; a sudden pain shot from my back through to my chest, and I whipped around. But there was no sign of my attacker, just Rookwood surveying me hungrily.
It wasn't until I looked down that I realized what had happened; a stake was jutting from my breast, and I felt the constant flow of blood, pouring down my front; I collapsed.
The noises on the roof grew distant, and try as I might to make peace with the world, and accept my death I felt so much hatred for Rookwood and Lucius; my killers. I closed my eyes, and suddenly felt a hand grasp my arm. My eyes flew open; it was Harry.
"Where's the Dark Lord?" I asked quietly sensing the pain in my chest growing stronger.
"He's gone; they all are we-we'll," he looked upon me desperately. I reached a shaking hand up to touch his face.
"Harry, this is the end for me," I breathed. "Listen to me," I could see the tears welling in his bright eyes, "you must go on. No matter what happens you must not give up hope." His young, handsome face was swimming in and out of focus. "I-It is you that will van-vanquish Him," I chocked out, knowing my words were numbered. "I-I kn-know this…"
For a moment all went back, and I felt the sharp pain of the cold inside my no longer beating heart, but then as suddenly as the darkness had come it had left. I was warm and alight with happiness, and knew no more of what the world I had left was...
Fin.
A/N: Please Review, there are more stories coming; they will be Post-DH, but I hope you liked this one.