Chapter 24

'Fascinating, muggle houses' Rookwood said, as he looked around the old house, turning his attention towards the fire place 'No Floo powder, hmm'
'Like you said before, it's a muggle house' Ashley spat
'Oh, I almost forgot you were here, love'
'What on Earth would I have done if you'd forgotten me' Ashley said, her words practically dripping with sarcasm
'Here I was being nice to you' Rookwood said 'I was almost about to tell you about my plan for you'
'Go ahead'
'That would ruin it though, wouldn't it?'
'Not necessarily. If you tell me I can act like I am in much more pain than I actually am'
'But I'd like to see the look of shock on your face'
'Fine. Just get it over with.'
'Let's start off with something simple' Rookwood stated
'Which would be what exac-' Ashley began, but her words were cut short by the man shouting
'Crucio!', she fell to the floor quickly, this wasn't the first time she had been under the curse, and by the looks of it nor would it be her last, but it was still surprising at how much it actually hurt each time. She felt as if hot daggers were being pressed into her skin whilst at the same time ice was burning against her flesh. It stopped for a moment and she tried to catch her breath, but was cut short by the pain returning, she tried to fight it, yet failed. He then stopped again
'Simple?' Ashley scoffed
'What, it too much for you love?'
'No' Ashley hissed 'I just thought considering you've had practically millions of days to think of something, you'd have a plan far more imaginative than that'
'I have' Rookwood defended 'I'm building up to the big finale'
'Which is?'
'Your death?' he stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world
'Ah, but of course … how could I be so stupid' Ashley said 'So, what, are you just going to carry on using Crucio on me? Because that's not very inventive you know'
'Is that not obvious either?' he said, laughing slightly
'I suppose it has to be obvious, doesn't it' Ashley spat back, he smiled at this, before screaming spells at her once more. 'You know, at first I thought you were weird, now I just think you're crazy' she said in the short length of time she had before he would continue with the curses.
'Love, I'm both'
'Don't call me that' she hissed 'And I wouldn't necessarily say that's something one usually admits to' Ashley said, he laughed at this. Before casting Crucio once more, it continued like this until Ashley slipped into unconsciousness
'It's going to be a shame killing someone so funn-'
'Then I suppose it's a good thing you won't be killing her' a voice spoke up 'Stupefy!', at this Rookwood flew back and hit a brick wall, making it fall down. George looked around the room frantically before his eyes rested on Ashley, he saw that she was lying on the floor, looking practically normal, other than a few cuts. He sprinted over to her and knelt down beside her, noticing on closer inspection that she was extremely pale and that her body was completely limp
'No, no, no … Ash, don't be dead. Please, merlin, don't be dead. I love you! You can't leave me here by myself' he said to her quietly. George heard a slight noise come from behind him, he turned his head to see that Rookwood was standing up and holding his wand
'Ooh, goody, so I get to kill the first twin, the second twin and the second twins girlfriend? This is almost to good to be true', he then pointed his wand towards George 'Avada-'
'Expelliarmus!' a new voice yelled, George turned around to see Harry, who quickly cast another spell on Rookwood that blew him back into the wall, then walked over to George
'Take her back' George stated
'What?!' Harry asked, sounding completely alarmed
'I said take her back!'
'George, no, I can hel-'
'Harry! Take her back, now! yes, I know that she's most probably dead, but take her back, I can't leave her here'
'George you take her back, I'll-'
'No, Harry!' George yelled 'I'll deal with this git, you take her back! I have to kill this bloody idiot, he's killed my brother and the girl I love, I can't let someone else kill him', after this Harry looked as if he was thinking something over
'Fine' Harry stated 'But if you need help, send your patronus or come back, alright?'
'Alright, mum' George joked, causing Harry to role his eyes then grab Ashley's hand, before disappearing. George turned towards the wall to see Rookwood was gone, and that his wand was no longer on the floor. But something told him that he was still in the building 'You may as well come out' George yelled 'I know you're here … I don't feel like playing hide and seek, really', at this, the voice simply laughed
'But what fun would that be? It'd just be a duel then, duels are rather boring, don't you agree? It's much better to take the time and come up with a plan'
'Personally I've never had the time for people who take their time with things' George stated 'Takes far too long to get the simplest of tasks done, it's irritating after a while, I much prefer being reckless'
'Ah, yes, you're a Gryffindor, aren't you? That pathetic house, Slytherin was always far better in my opinion. Guess I'll show myself then' Rookwood said, at this George turned and made sure he could see all possible entrances to the room. He heard a creaking noise to his right
'Expelliarmus!' George yelled in the direction,
'Ha, nice try, little one' the voice taunted 'but you missed, by about 3 inches'
'Arse' George muttered, making the voice laugh hysterically
'Care to try again?'
'This isn't really a fair game, is it?' George stated 'You being able to see me, but me not being able to see you? It's rather an unfair advantage'
'Hm. I suppose you are right,' at this, the figure stalked out into the room George was currently standing in
'Bloody hell, you look worse than before' George stated
'Said the ginger haired, freckly boy with a large nose' Rookwood said back, making George scoff
'Least I could get a girlfriend, mate' he grinned, making Rookwood glare at him
'I would rather have no girlfriend than have had a half-blood.'
'Expellia-' George began, but was interrupted
'Crucio!' Rookwood yelled, making George fall to the floor, writhing in pain, before it suddenly stopped, leaving him feeling drained of energy
'That your trademark curse?' George asked, panting
'Well it works, doesn't it?' he questioned 'Get up', he continued, walking over to George and kicking him, George slowly got to his feet 'Let's continue that conversation, shall we? It seemed to get the correct reaction from you'
'What do you mean?'
'Well, when I speak badly of your little girlfriend-'
'Not my girlfriend' George grunted
'Yes, of course' Rookwood said, with a wave of his hand 'Anyway, whenever I speak badly of her it brings out a certain reaction in you, between anger and an emotion I cannot seem to place...'
'Love most probably, you Death Eaters always seemed to have a problem with that' George said quickly, without thinking
'Ahh...so you love the half-blood? How pathetic the emotion is, it is simply a distraction in the path to success'
'I care to disagree' George hissed 'Now, may we continue?'
'Whatever you wish,' Rookwood said, giving a fake smile
'I want to know something first off'
'Which is?'
'Why did you bother with this whole thing? Why didn't you just kill her straight away instead of kidnapping her, bringing her here and torturing her to death? What's so different about doing it here, than somewhere else?'
'I don't like doing things simply, as if you do something simply you don't get the feeling of pride that you would get from doing something much more difficult'
'That makes a form of twisted sense' George admitted 'However kidnapping a 19 year old is definitely not the way to gain pride for normal people'
'Well, like I said to your little girlfriend' he began, adding emphasis to the word "girlfriend", 'I'm not what you would call normal'
'I'm sure' George hissed
'Do you want to know what she said about you?' Rookwood asked
'What did she say?' George asked, slightly confused
'She said she thought you were a pathetic waste of space' he lied 'and that she preferred your brother, but since he died, she'd settle for you', at this something inside George snapped
'Stu-'
'Sectumsempra!' Rookwood yelled. George felt something like a sword cut straight across from his shoulder to the bottom of his stomach, he looked down to see a thin red line that was slowly becoming thicker across his shirt, 'Pathetic' Rookwood sneered 'that girl was right, you are terrible at spells, no wonder you lost that' he continued, pointing towards George's ear – or where his ear had been, 'well, I guess that fits. You lost your ear, lost your brother and lost your girlfriend, wonder what else I can take from you?'
'Avada Kedavra!' George yelled, a flash of green light illuminated the entire room, disappearing a few seconds later and suddenly the light that was in Rookwoods eyes disappeared, his eyelids closed and he fell to the floor, completely motionless. George felt pain spread across his chest, remembering that he had a giant cut, that was still bleeding rather heavily, he started to feel faint. 'Shit' he muttered, then apparated away to the burrow.

Okay, so yes I made George kill someone and I probably shouldn't have but shh :')

There is quite a few more chapters though - at least 5 more... (sorry about that)

and I'm sorry that this has taken me a while to update (I think...?) but blame the band All Time Low for streaming their new album; it's all there fault.
I also blame them for me falling behind in Business Studies and for my lack of sleep :')

Are any of you motherfudgers ATL fans? If so you'll understand :3

Anyway...I'm rambling, REVIEW! :D