A/N Here's the chapter.
Millies POV STILL
As soon as Voldemort left the room, I unlocked the cage. As I was conspicuously tiptoe-ing out, Voldemort stepped infront of me. He was still an idiot.
"How did you get out!" He demanded.
"I used this." I held up my wand. He face-palmed.
"Stupify!" I shouted, and he shot back. I ran as far as I could, very slowly, for I am a terrible runner, and summoned my broomstick. "Accio Nimbus 3000 that the Jonas Brothers brought back to me from year 3000 because Kevin is a wizard!"
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My broom zoomed toward me, and I flew into the sunset.
"Good luck with your life, Tommy!" I called back.
::::In the air::::
"Harry! Ron! Hermione!" I called, passing them.
"Mille!" Harry called, turning towards me, trying to hug me, forgetting that we were in mid-air.
We both went tumbling into a couple trees.
We both laughed.
"Are you alright!" Hermione asked, exhasperated.
"We're fine," I answered.
"Millie, how did you escape?" Ron asked.
"Voldemort," I said, chuckling. "Is an idiot."
Everyone had to fight the giggles, though we were fighting a losing battle.
"The entire castle's been worried sick." Harry told me, becoming serious again.
"Well, let's go tell them I'm a-okay." I smiled, and we soared into the horizon.
::::At the castle::::
It was around ten o'clock when we arrived, and the first thing that happened was Draco ran up and hugged me.
He looked me over, and asked, "Are you alright?"
I smiled and said, "I'm fine."
We hugged once more, then I went to sleep. But, before that, I hung a poster above my bed of a cat in a tree that read, "Hang in there."
bA/N Sorry, short chapter. I just needed her home, and stuff. You know?