Thanks for the reviews! I have decided to continue it, so here is the next chapter…
I hear a door that leads to another part of the house open. I look up and see Wormtail walking—no, sauntering—into the drawing room. His shows his obvious fear of his present company, his hunched shoulders a sign of submissiveness towards them.
Remind me why he ever became a Death Eater in the first place?
Oh yeah, because was too big a coward to stand up to Voldemort. How he ever was placed in the Gryffindor house whilst at Hogwarts, I will never know.
Wormtail does not make eye contact with anyone else in the room, including me, and then he sets off into the cellar. I am so weak by this point that I can barely keep my eyes open. My face is pressed on the floor. I no longer have the strength to stand up and I feel myself losing consciousness.
Greyback begins to speak but Bellatrix hits him square in the face with a silencing charm that causes him to stagger. The rest of the people in the room are very still, clearly listening to see what will happen to Wormtail in the cellar.
Oh please, let Harry and Ron be safe.
"Stand back," comes Wormtail's squeak from directly below me. "stand away from the door. I am coming in."
No shit. Not as if anyone from the cellar could not hear all conversation up here.
We wait in a tense silence. Why is it taking so long for Wormtail to respond?
"What is it, Wormtail?" Lucius finally says in an annoyed tone.
"Nothing!"
But wait…
"All fine!"
The voice is wheezy, but definitely NOT Wormtail.
I know that voice.
That voice makes me blush every time I hear it.
I seriously hope I am not mistaken.
But then it hits me. I am hearing things. My hopeful thinking has deluded me into believing that I hear Ron's voice, uncharacteristically, Wormtailishly squeaky, instead of Wormtail's actual voice. Damn, I really am losing it. I am barely conscious at this point.
Why should I bother to fight the sleep that is fighting to claim me? It will be the last time I am ever awake again, surely. I feel my eyelids close and the room go dark. I can hardly control my actions any longer.
I drift off hoping that Harry and Ron can find a way out of this mess. It is too late for me, but they can save themselves. I am positive that I heard the distinct pop that sounds every time someone Apparates. They have to have found a way to penetrate the Malfoy Manor. They just have to…
Despite the fact that I am a witch, I have always believed that there is a heaven, and I dream that I will meet Ron there again someday.
Sorry it was so short, but there will be plenty more soon. I just felt this was a good place to cut it off, because when she wakes up she will be in Shell Cottage.
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