Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I am not that much of a genius.
~Chapter 4: Surprises~
Bellatrix laughed seeing Mrs. Weasley starting to duel with her. Slowly she realized that this wouldn't be as easy as she thought. Feeling uneasy for Mrs. Weasley I ran to help her ignoring her first statement.
"No! Get back!" She put her hands up in a manner to prevent anyone from coming to her aid. "Get back! She's mine!"
I couldn't stand knowing that she might get hurt. I already lost one mother, I will not lose another. As I ran into the fray, strong arms prevented me.
"You'll only get in the way, Granger. It is best to let Weasley deal with it. A mother's love surpasses any skill," Malfoy said when I stopped struggling.
"Why stop me? You have nothing to gain by it, " I say as i try once more to be free myself from his grasp.
"Wrong Miss-know-it-all, saving you will bring some good into this world after this mess." He gazed into my eyes, "Don't even try to deny it." All I could do was nod, "Good. If I let you, will you promise to not go in?"
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley seems to be holding her own, " I say almost begrudgingly. Malfoy surprises me again by laughing.
"No need to sound so disappointed."
Bellatrix laughs so loud we turn to see the fight, in instant my worries are back. "What will happen to your children when I kill you?" She taunts Molly, "When mummy goes the same way as little Teddy's parents?"
Punctuating each word with a hex, "You. Will. Never. Touch. Our. Children. Again."
Bellatrix laughed. As if fate was getting back at her; Molly's curse hit her straight in the chest. For a fraction of a second you saw the understandment in her eyes. Voldemort turned to see his best and last lieutenant fall. Voldemort's fury threw Mcgonagall, Kingsley, and Slughorn backwards. He raised his wand directing it towards Molly Weasley.
"Oh no, Mrs. Weasley, " I mutter, "I can't lose her, too." I take a step forward.
"Protego!" The cry of the shield charm almost made me faint. Harry's voice only moments before had rung through the hall. Voldemort looking for the source saw, at the moment I did, Harry removing the invisibility cloak.
"He's alive!" and "Harry Potter" was uttered throughout the room.
My knees shook with the effort of staying upright."He's alive," I whisper. I see the ground rushing to meet me.
~A/N~
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