A/N: OMG! This is getting so exciting. I keep trying to write my original fiction, but I want to find out what happens here so badly I can't put it away! And no, I don't know what's going to happen, I type as it comes except for major parts like, oh I dunno, being in 6th year instead of 7th, I had to think about that. Anywho, I wanna find out what's going to happen next and I hope you do too so I'll write. Please review if you have free time, even 'wow', 'ewww', 'whatever', you know, I'm not picky. Anywho, I'm getting bored of begging so I'm gonna write.
Spell of the Clan:
"Where did the other Death Eater take Elizabeth?" Dumbledore had the point of his wand at the throat of the single Death Eater that had woken up from the fall, trying to pry out the location without letting Draco or Harry kill him.
"I'll never tell, I'll be loyal to the Dark Lord until the end," he spat out before going rigid as the Headmaster's wand sent a shockwave through his body.
"Do not think I will not force the answer out of you for the well-being of one of my students," Dumbledore's voice was grave but strong, almost making Hermione shake at the sound.
McGonagall and Snape had taken over Ron's binding spells for added security and now Ron was holding Hermione as she frantically tried thinking of possibilities for where Elizabeth was taken. If you were looking at her it was almost like she was rereading books in her mind's eye.
Harry and Draco were taking turns holding each other back from cursing the Death Eaters to hell or further, depending on moods. One moment, Harry would have his wand pointed at the Death Eater's heart muttering possible spells and walking towards the man on the ground, Draco desperately holding on before the Death Eater was blown to smithereens.
The next moment, Draco was yelling at the top of his lungs at the Death Eater for the location of Elizabeth, Harry gripping around Draco's middle, having to dig his heels into the grassy ground of the pitch to keep Draco away from Dumbledore's working. If it hadn't been a more serious situation it would have been terribly funny to watch.
Dumbledore was starting to get upset that there was no progress and was using stronger spells to force the answer out of the man. Snape was talking to McGonagall under his breath and Ron, the only one who was really thinking straight, found it odd that Snape looked really worried about where Elizabeth could have gone.
"Severus," Dumbledore said quietly and the Potions Master moved over next to him, his black robes billowing out behind him with the slight breeze flowing through the pitch. "Did you hear about any of Voldemort's plans from any other meetings?"
Snape looked shocked; the Headmaster never really addressed Voldemort's meetings unless he was desperate for answers. Clearing his throat, he hung his head, "I'm sorry sir, no. He must have only picked a few specific Death Eaters to get the plans ready. I can ask Lucius if you wish next time we talk."
"It's alright Severus, we'll find her, and do please ask Mr. Malfoy next time possible. Minerva, you and Severus stay with these while I owl the Ministry," Dumbledore looked very old as he picked himself up off the ground. "You children should go inside, get something to eat. I'll inform you of any new developments."
Hermione and Ron nodded, heading towards the Great Hall at a slow pace. Snape and McGonagall continued to talk in whispered tones as they knocked out the one Death Eater that Dumbledore was talking to and continued to bind them all. Draco and Harry, refusing to go inside, made their way to two moss-covered boulders on the edge of the Hogwarts Lake.
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"Foolish girl, your parents were simply in the way of what I wanted," Voldemort said as if he were explaining it to a two-year old. "Tell me…how much do you remember?"
Wondering what that had to do with anything, Elizabeth cast her memory back but couldn't recall anything other than the fateful night where she was passed the powers of the Clan. Drawing herself up, she spoke in a clear voice, "all I need to know is that you killed my parents!"
He let off yet another laugh; cold and uncaring. The other Death Eaters followed like obedient servants and soon the dank room was filled with laughter. "If you give me the location of the ring, I may spare you, though you don't deserve it after this display."
"I'll never let you get a hold of the Clan Ring!" she mentally added another layer of her mental barrier before she accidentally thought of the ring sitting calmly on Dumbledore's desk, waiting for her to take once again for her own.
"Kill her, she is of no use," Voldemort said before swiftly leaving the room, some stumpy man who had strong features of a rat following quickly, letting the other Death Eaters surround Elizabeth and back her into a corner.
"Come back here you coward!" she yelled but it was too late, Voldemort had already Disapparated away. Some of the stronger Death Eaters, though she could not identify any of them, began to step ahead of the newer ones, getting ready to have some fun before handing off the carcass for the newbies. Some were even snickering that she didn't have a wand, ignoring the blue flames as coincidence before (or maybe they were just really stupid, I don't know).
Backing up against the wall, Elizabeth sent out some freezing charms but the Death Eaters easily deflected them. Becoming desperate, she muttered the first spell that came to her mind. Raising both hands above her head, she crossed one in front of the other with both palms and fingers facing her face. "Aria Estella Reiqua!" she yelled clearly and brought her hands down quickly to her sides, almost like slashing two invisible swords through the air.
She immediately knew something happened for she felt her energy drain greatly, so much that she began seeing blind spots on her vision. But she also knew that something good was happening too for there was a current of energy that filled the air and molded around her form. Startled, but not scared by something they couldn't see, they cast multiple 'crucio' curses on her, the white lights all hitting the invisible shield at the same time.
The force of so many powerful spells at once threw Elizabeth back into the wall yet her shield held and all the spells reflected back on their owners and the Death Eater casters got the full blow, falling to the ground. More Death Eaters stepped forward for their turn but not being as strong as the first, had no chance of reaching Elizabeth and fell to the ground also, a few foolish ones dead from a reflected 'Avada Kedavra'.
'I want to go home,' Elizabeth thought desperately as the last few Death Eaters fell to the ground. 'I need to get out of here. What do I do?' she was looking around desperately, trying to figure out what to do before the blind spots covered anymore of her vision. With her energy stores low, even though she cancelled the spell, her left eye was almost temporarily blind.
'I need to find my home,' she though quietly before stumbling into a wall and falling to the stone ground below her, the last thought she held was of her mother, Saria, and her father, Thomas, smiling at her as she was blessed with the Clan's power.
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"Potter let go I need to get in that lake!" Harry was once more taking his turn at holding Draco back, this time from jumping into the lake and swimming down to get to the portal Harry had discovered during 4th year during the 2nd task. "The ring Potter, it was burning and now it's like its dead, Elizabeth needs me."
"Draco I know! I felt it too remember? I'm connected to the ring too, I can't feel it as strongly as you but I know something is wrong but there is nothing we can do. The portal down there needs to be connected to another place or else it won't work and Voldemort won't do something so careless," Harry tried to reason with him but it was no use.
"Feel this Potter! Feel it!" Draco shoved the ring into Harry's hand with tears in his eyes. Harry closed his hand around the ring and closed his eyes. Draco was right, he couldn't even feel much energy left coming from the ring, though he did feel a slight tremor.
"Draco…there's nothing we can do," Harry said sadly as he handed Draco back the ring.
"Come on Potter! This is what you do! Help me…please," Draco begged Harry, more salty tears dripping down his cheeks. Taking a deep breath, Harry looked around, at a loss for what to do.
A/N: Nothing to say. Review please, I need something to read, and reviews are great fun to read/reply to.