They hated every part of me

Expect me to forget it

They tried so hard to bury me

But I survived it every time

Convicted of every crime

Silently doing time

But when I get outta here

I wanna make it clear

Vengeance is mine

Vengeance is mine, mine, mine

To forgive is divine

But vengeance is mine, mine, mine

-Alice Cooper Vengeance Is Mine


Chapter Thirty-Three: Revenge

"I'm sorry, Lestrange?" asked Ron. "As in Bellatrix Lestrange's husband? Someone was married to that crazy ass bitch?"

Rodolphus sneered at he pointed his wand quickly at Ron's face. "You would do well not to disrespect my dearly departed, boy. It may be the last words you say." he growled.

Harry, Hermione, and the others each whipped out their wands out and pointed them at Rodolphus. He smirked arrogantly at the group.

"Where's the real Luka Krum?" asked Daphne.

"He's been dead since the summer, daughter of a traitor." spat Rodolphus. "I killed the lad and shaved his head to ensure I would never run out of his hair while I was on my mission. I left him in some godforsaken field in Bulgaria."

Hermione and Ginny gasped. The others pointed their wands even firmer at the dangerous man.

"Do you honestly think mere children can take me out? Besides, all you need to do is give me what I want, and this will all be over."

"And what pray tell is that, you bastard?" asked Blaise.

"I would have thought it obvious by now." said Rodolphus. "My darling red headed ex is what I desire."

Both Draco and Ron moved in front of Ginny. "You won't touch her you sick fuck." proclaimed Draco.

"Touch her? Is that the worst you could think of? No, no, I don't simply want to touch her. I want to obliterate her. Wipe her off the face of the Earth. Just like her pathetic mother did to my beloved wife." said Rodolphus, in an eerily calm voice.

"Take me instead, I'm her child too, asshole!" yelled Ron.

"RON!" yelled Hermione, grabbing Ron's arm to hold him back.

"Silly boy, I am not a homosexual, I wouldn't desire you. I'd simply kill you and where's the fun in that? No no, sweet Ginevra will be enough for me. I'll have my way with the little tart, torture her until she begs for death, and then I'll grant her request."

"YOU WON'T TOUCH HER! STUPEFY! exclaimed Draco, throwing a disarming spell which Rodolphus quickly blocked with a protego.

Soon sparks flew across the room from all sides. Though it was five against one, the middle aged wizard proved to be extremely powerful, blocking every spell, hex, and curse thrown at him.

In the midst of everything, Hermione managed to send a messenger patronus to McGonagall, screaming for help. As soon as it was sent, she found herself being hit by a curse.

She instantly found herself back on the floor of Malfoy Manor. She looked frantically around, seeing the faces of Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, Greyback, and worst of all, Bellatrix.

"What...what is this?! she said as she pinched herself as hard as she could, thinking this had to be a dream.

All she felt was the pain of the pinch.

'What's wrong little Mudblood?" sneered Bellatrix as she circled her. "Speechless?"

"This can't be real..."whispered Hermione.

"Are you ready to talk? You ready to tell me how you acquired the sword?" growled Bellatrix.

"Hermione, wake up! Wake up please!" yelled Hermione.

"How did you get in my vault?! CRUCIO!"

Hermione screamed in the familiar and agonizing pain of the cruciatus curse. She felt as if her blood was on fire, she wanted to claw herself out of her own skin.

Ron turned toward the screaming Hermione. He rushed to her side as the others were fighting off Rodolphus, kneeling down by her side, trying to wake her up for Hermione's eyes were shut tight.

"HERMIONE PLEASE! WAKE UP! WAKE UP, LOVE PLEASE!" he yelled, shaking her roughly.

""IT'S A COPY! IT'S JUST A COPY! PLEASE! RON!" yelled Hermione, oblivious to the fact that she was being shaken by Ron at that exact moment.

She let out another blood curdling scream and cringed violently as she was hit once again by the cruciatus curse. She felt herself slipping from reality. Did she really want to stick around and endure this again?

Ron's tears flooded from his eyes as he screamed her name over and over. His throat felt was starting to hurt, the way he was yelling.

Soon he heard another scream from across the room. Daphne had gotten hit with and was now screaming as if she was being beating.

"DADDY, STOP! PLEASE DADDY! I'M SORRY! STOP IT DADDY, IT'S YOUR DAUGHTER, I'M YOUR DAUGHTER!" screamed Daphne as she seemed to flail around as if she was being hit and trying to dodge the invisible force that was hitting her.

Harry ran to her side. "Daphne, Daphne , wake up. Your dad is gone, sweetheart, he's gone! FUCK WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!"

For the next couple seconds while both girls were screaming and in apparent pain, trapped in the horrors that they lived, their boyfriends trying desperately to help them, Blaise, Ginny, and Draco continuing to fight with Rodolphus.

All of a sudden, the portrait was blown off the hinges and McGonagall, Professor Slughorn, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, Hagrid, and what looked to be about 10 students ran into the room. McGonagall disabled Rodolphus immediately and soon he was surrounded, many wands pointed at his head.

The wizard, seeing that there was no way out reached quickly into his pocket and pulled out a vial. He quickly downed the contents and laughed maniacally.

"I'll be with you in hell, dear Bella!" he yelled. The next second, he fell hard onto the floor, dead. As soon as he fell, the screams of the girls died too. Both girls laid on the ground.


McGonagall approached him slowly. She kicked his body. No movement.

Slughorn picked up the vial and smelled it. "Smells like basilisk venom. He killed himself." he said slowly.

"How did this happen?" questioned McGonagall.

"PROFESSOR!" yelled Ron, getting her attention. She ran over to a sobbing Ron who was holding up Hermione's head.

"She was hit with something! She was acting like she did at Malfoy Manor!" yelled Ron, panicking. Across the room, Flitwick was looking after Harry and Daphne.

"Professor Sprout, please go fetch Poppy. These girls have been hit by terrible dark magic." she said. Sprout ran out the door.

"You're okay, Mione."said Ron in Hermione's ear, his tears getting lost in her hair.

Across the room, Harry was panicking too, trying hard to revive Daphne while Blaise and Draco tried to help. Minutes later, Madam Pomfrey arrived with two stretchers. Harry and Ron picked up their girlfriends and placed them onto them.

"You guys need to stay here and we need to talk about what happened." said McGonagall, nervously.

"LIKE HELL! IM GOING, SHE NEEDS ME!" yelled Ron, furious that she would even suggest such a thing.

"I'M NOT STAYING EITHER!" yelled Harry.

"I'm sorry gentlemen,, but I must insist." said McGonagall, firmly but sympathetically. "We need to sort this out and Madam Pomfrey needs space and silence to help them. Please, grant her that and I promise that you two will be the first to go when she is done."

Ron took a few steps back, grabbing his hair in frustration. Ginny ran over and caught him as he collapsed and cried. Harry felt like there was nothing he could do. He sat down in an armchair, started a fire in the fireplace, and watched it intently.

"You might want to reach Viktor Krum before we tell you anything, Professor." said Blaise in a low voice.

"Why is that Mr. Zabini?"

"Because he deserves to know that his brother is dead, ma'am." he said, shaking his head.