Lexi's POV
"Out of here...quickly!" Snape commanded as he grabbed Malfoy by the collar of his shirt and dragged him towards the door. The rest of the Death Eaters followed the two out the door, leaving only Harry and I in the room. As the door was slammed to a shut, I realised I could move.
I threw the Cloak off of me. I looked at Harry, who was now moving too. Tears were filling my eyes.
"He's—he's gone Harry. Snape he killed Dumbledore...he trusted him!" I said in a whimper, as Harry hugged me.
"Sh, it's okay." He whispered as he stroked my hair. Soon enough he let go of me and we ran down the darkened stairs. I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed, it was...horrible.
Terror tore at my heart and most likely Harry's too. I felt like this whole thing was a horrible nightmare, as we were still climbing down the stairs. Harry made it too the end, and looked at me. I was behind him a couple of steps; I drew a breath and leaped down the remaining steps landing in Harry's arms to keep me steady. The hallway was dimly lit, as Harry and I took out our wands, ready to attack.
At the end of a hall, were a bunch of figures. Obviously Snape, Malfoy, and the Death Eaters. I gritted my teeth and raised my wand at them. Harry stopped me and lowered my wand, shaking his head telling me not to, not right now.
"It over, time to go!" Snape's cold voice full of hatred said. They group disappeared around a corner, and I ran after them, Harry on my tail. I noticed a figure had detached itself from the group and lunged at me: it was Greyback, the werewolf.
"Don't touch her bitch!" I heard Harry scream. "Petrificus Totalus!"
Greyback fell on top of me, his body rigid, unmoving. Just like Harry and I a few minutes ago. I heaved the werewolf off me with all my strength, and ducked just in time as a jet of green light came toward me.
Harry ran headfirst into the fight, me following him. As I was running, when I tripped over something. I got up; my knees were wet, the stain was dark against my jeans, I turned to look at the thing I tripped on. A body, I looked around. There were bodies lying everywhere. They were laying face first in a pool of their own blood. I didn't have time to figure out who they were, because I saw red hair flying in front of me. It was Fred and Ginny. They were fending themselves from a Death Eater. Fred and Ginny were constantly dodging curse after curse, their attacker in a fit of giggles enjoying it.
"CRUICO—CRUCIO, you can't dodge my spells forever—"
"STUPEFY!" I yelled, and the Death Eater was shot backwards into someone else. I watched as everyone in the school, was fighting off a Death Eater, some getting seriously hurt. I noticed someone on the ground, I gasped: It was Neville. I ran over to him with Harry, his face was pale, and he had a gash on his forehead.
"Neville, are you—?"
"I'm alright." He managed to say, as he winced in pain. "I saw...Snape 'n Malfoy...run past me."
I gripped my wand so tight, my knuckles were white. "Don't worry Neville, we're on it."
"We're?" Harry said.
"I'm coming with you." I said.
"You're not."
"THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO ARGUE, I'M COMING WITH YOU TO FIGHT SNAPE! You'll need my help!" I shouted. He could be so stubborn sometimes. But the same can go for me, as he says...constantly.
Harry sighed. "Alright, come on." He said.
We ran in the direction Neville pointed, going as fast as our feet would carry us. I gripped my wand tightly, going over spells in my head.
They were heading to Hagrid's. Damn! I pushed myself to run faster, coming to a sudden halt when Hagrids house burst into flames. Malfoy turned around, a bundle of emotions shown in his face. Anger, fear, disappointment. He raised his wand.
"Stupefy!" I yelled at him. He fell back, but I had two more Dark Wizards coming at me and Harry.
"HE TRUSTED YOU, SNAPE!" Harry yelled from beside me, as he threw a spell at him. Snape with a wave of his hand, deflected the spell, and did nothing but stare.
"Fight back, Snivellus!" I said, shooting my own spell at him, but he did the same to me, as he did too Harry.
"FIGHT BACK!" I shouted angrily."FIGHT BACK! FIGHT BACK YOU COWARD!"
Snape eyes blazed with anger suddenly, as he hit me with a spell, sending me to the ground. I slowly got up, and I gritted my teeth together. This bitch was pissing me off now.
"DO NOT, CALL ME A COWARD YOU INSULENT GIRL!" Snape yelled at me, sending me to the ground again.
Harry yelled spells he knew at Snape, tears running down his face. I stood up, breathing heavily as I focused on Bellatrix.
"Stupefy!" I yelled, pointing my wand at her chest. She neatly blocked it, shooting a spell at me. I stepped out of the way quickly. I sent spells flying at her, she ran around, dodging them, almost gracefully.
"Sectumsempra!" I heard Harry yell, I turned around, knowing it was a bad idea to turn my back on my opponent, but I had to look at Harry. To make sure he was all right. Harry was knocked to the ground with a spell, just like I was.
"HARRY!" I screamed.
"You dare use my own spell against me." Snape drawled, standing over him.
Just then I felt a wand under my chin, digging into it. I felt an arm lock itself around my neck. Shit, this was not going to end well.
"That's right, Potter. I'm the Half-Blood Prince." Snape said evilly, before walking away, nodding at Bellatrix and Draco to follow him. Bellatrix skipped like an innocent school girl after him, turning to give a smirk at me. I glared at her. "Foul Bitch." I called as she walked away with the rest.
She whirled around to face me."Crucio!" She called, I fell then, and it felt like fire burning me from the inside out. Everything hurt, everything ached, and it wouldn't stop. I screamed, but it didn't help me. I kicked and jerked, but it only made it worse. I felt like swords were slicing through me, and yet I wasn't dying.
I screamed in agony. I looked over at Harry, and he looked at me with shock and horror. But Harry never came to assist me. I cried loudly. Then it just stopped. I gasped for air, my head felt dizzy, and heavy.
And I blacked out.
Harry's POV.
I stood up quickly, even though my head was spinning and I couldn't see straight, I ran over to Lexi. I looked down at her, her angelic face was covered in dirt, and sweat was on her forehead.
"Lexi..." I whispered.
She didn't respond. She just lay there, unmoving, almost dead-like.
"Lexi..." I repeated, grabbing her shoulder and began to shake her. "Wake up, please."
She didn't respond, again. I shook her harder and kept calling her name. She can't be dead, I thought. Suddenly, her eyes sprung open. She sat straight up, hitting my head in the process. I fell back, holding my head.
"Sorry..." She said in a hoarse voice. Her eyes then widened. "Where's Bellatrix? And Snape?"
"They're gone." I groaned, from the pain in my head. Damn she had a hard skull.
"We have to get back to the castle, everyone might need our help." She said standing up, and extending and arm out for me. I grabbed onto it, and got on my feet.
Lexi's POV
I ran up to the castle, pulling Harry with me, he was trying to keep up, but not doing a very good job. I almost slid around corners to where the fight was taking place. Several people were on the floor, bleeding or hurting. I felt so bad for them. Anger burned inside me, then I caught sight of Fred, his arm was bleeding badly, and his head was gashed open.
"Fred!" I screeched, running over to him, jumping over other bodies. I sat next to him on my knees. I ripped the hem of his shirt into two. I put one strip on his arm, and the other on his head.
"Are you alright?" I asked him in a quiet voice. He looked horrible, to be honest. I don't know how he could be fine in any way.
"I'm fine. You look like a wreck. What happened?" He asked, trying to sit up. I wouldn't let him.
I was determined not to tell him, I didn't want him, or anyone else going after Bellatrix. I looked around frantically, seeing Harry help people, first Ron and Hermione, then all three of them helping whoever they could.
"Nothing," I answered. "Just kind of in shock, and I ran a lot."
"You're lying." He said, giving me a look, begging for the truth.
"No, I'm not. I'm fine; it's you I'm worried about. You are losing a lot of blood." I told him, as sincerely as I could.
I then felt a body close behind me.
"Are you alright?" A voice whispered. I spun around.
I smiled a little. "Yes, Harry. Why wouldn't I be?"
Harry's hands balled into fists. "I'm going to go look for Bellatrix, and I'm going to kill her." He said, standing up, I grabbed his sleeve.
"Harry, don't. Stay with me, please." I said practically begging for him to stay, right in front of Fred.
"Why? You have Fred here, anyways..." He said, looking over at Fred and walking off.
I sighed. I looked at Fred, who was staring at me. "You still love him..."He said quietly.
"NO!"
"You do, don't lie to me, Lexi. You still love Harry."
I looked down. I had to admit, he was right. But I wasn't going to say it out loud, I'm stubborn like that.
"Go, be with him."
"But—"
"Go." He said more sternly, to me. I nodded, I watched as Madame Pompfrey made her way over to us, and began to mend his wounds. He smiles at me, then winced a bit. He nodded at me, telling me to go.
"Thank you, Fred." I said smiling. I ran over to Hermione, who was tending to the injured.
"MERLIN, Lexi. You look like a mess? What happened!" She gasped, as she looked at me from head to toe.
"It doesn't matter at the moment, where's Harry?"
"Went outside. But why—"
Before she could finish her question I ran off. I ran, and ran, when I was reaching the Astronomy Tower I looked up into the sky. The Dark Mark still hovering over it. At the bottom of the tower, kids were circling it. I stopped running, and made my way through the crowd of children, as I got to the front. I saw them. Dumbledore was laying there, motionless. He looked as if he was asleep by his position, but everyone else knew the horrible truth. Beside him, was Harry. He was knelt next to the man, crying. I slowly walked over to the crying boy, and put my hand on his shoulder.
"Harry..." I started quietly. He spun around angrily, looking at me and stood up, making me back up.
"You don't even care, do you? He's dead! Dumbledore's dead, and you act like you don't care!" He screamed.
"How could you say that? You know I care!"
"Then why is it all you care about is taking care of Fred? Fred this, Fred that!" He screamed, lifting his fist. I heard the whispers of the kids from behind us, who were watching. I winced, but it never came. Harry lowered his hand and turned away.
"I—I'm sorry...I could never hit you, Lexi." He said softly, and looking down at the ground.
"Harry, I know you are hurt, I understand, but I have to take care of the people who need it. You couldn't help Dumbledore if you tried."
"And you think I don't know that?" He yelled angry again. My lip began to quiver, and Harry's face became soft again. This guy needs to stop PMS-ing on me.
"I'm sorry Lexi. It's just..." He didn't finish, he started to cry again. I wrapped him in a hug.
"I...I...I love you, Harry." I stuttered, for once I did not hate how it felt right to say it. Harry pulled back, a small, sad, unconvincing smile spread across his face.
"I love you too." And he went back to crying, and I held him, smiling a little bit. The murmur of the students grew louder behind me; they stayed that way for the longest time until I realized my foot was on a locket. It was glistening in the moonlight. I removed my foot off of it and picked it up. Harry noticed the locket in my hand.
"The Horcrux..." he whispered, I handed it over to him. He stared at it for the longest time. There must be something wrong with it, I thought.
"This—this isn't the Horcrux...it's a fake."
I didn't know what I was doing, but I reached down to the locket and pulled out a tiny piece of parchment. Harry looked at the fake Horcrux then me. I unfolded the fragment, and began to read it only loud enough for Harry and I could hear. I could easily read it since; the students had lit their wands.
"To the Dark Lord, I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know I was the one who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once again." I whispered. "R.A.B"
Harry's POV
"C'mere Harry..."
"No."
"You can't stay here forever, Harry...come on..."
"No."
I didn't want to leave Dumbledore's side. It was the middle of the night; all the students had left to sleep. Even the Dark Mark had vanished Hagrid's had been trying to get me to leave for about an hour now. Then I felt a warm, small, comforting hand touch my shoulder. I looked up from Dumbledore to meet her dark brown eyes.
"Please, Harry. You need sleep..." Lexi insisted. Her new blonde hair was messy and had some leaves in it. Her clothes her face and clothes were streaked with dirt. She was giving me pleading looks, telling me that I had to get go.
"Please, Harry. For me." She said, her eyes searching mine. My heart hurt, knowing that she went through so much pain to help me, Dumbledore being dead didn't exactly help very much either. I wondered how she felt; I wanted a glimpse of what she was thinking of. She held out her hand for me, I slowly took it. She helped me up, and held onto my hand tighter, as if she was afraid to let me go.
We walked to the common room and sat on the couch by the fire. She had towels and water and was cleaning off my face with a sad gleam in her eye. She finally stopped and looked into the red flames.
"Go to sleep." She urged, but not getting up to go to sleep herself.
"What about you?"
"Harry, you are to humble for your own good. I'm fine, you've been through so much more than I have."
"Lexi, I was forced to watch you suffer so badly, I watched you open your mouth to beg for death, but all you did was scream, and you act like nothing is wrong!"
"Because, nothing is wrong. Harry, we're safe for the time being, enjoy it."
"We are never safe, Lexi. They could come in and Crucio you again, they could kill you. You aren't safe."
"Why are you so worried about me?"
"Because I love you, Lexi, and if anything happened to you it would kill me. I need to make sure you're all right."
Lexi's POV
Tears stung my eyes, and I layed my head on his shoulder.
"Lexi, will you sleep with me tonight?"
I looked up at him and gave him a weird look, he quickly shook his head. "Not like that, just next to me, I need to be able to wake up in the middle of the night and see you there. I need to be able to hold you, and make sure you won't get hurt."
I smiled at him, and held his hand tighter. "Of course I will, Harry."