The place erupted into chaos. Anna found herself ducking down along with the three teenagers as dark entrails of smoke immediately beset the tower before they found themselves disapparating into a wooded area when they all got together, Hermione twisted, and they felt the crushing sensation of apparating. They ended up in another wooded area, sprawled out and panting.

"What the bloody hell was he thinking?!" Ron shouted, getting up off the grass and pacing around the clearing they found themselves on. Anna, Harry and Hermione were panting and watching as Ron added, "Can we trust no one?"

"They took her because he supported me, Ron. He was scared and trying to get her back."

"That doesn't make it right, Harry!" Ron replied, "He betrayed us."

"And what would you have done?" Anna asked as she got to her feet and brushed herself down; Ron cast a distrusting look towards her before he hefted his wand and walked to the lake they'd landed near, "He wasn't acting rationally. He wanted his daughter back safe."

"He betrayed us." He answered, the other three following after, Anna sighing at the look given before she froze, looked straight ahead with the three teenagers as a larger group appeared as they stopped where they were. They all looked at one another for a second before the group of four turned tail and ran into the woods.

Time seemed to slow down as they ran, trying to get away from their pursuers. Anna could sense the Darkness within them as one got too close and got blasted away as her eyes glowed a brilliant white. In the distance, she could see Ron almost got shot down by fast-flying ropes that wrapped themselves around a tree trunk. Harry and Hermione were nowhere to be seen but shouts were heard as she tripped, fell and rolled down a wood bank into a ditch. Looking at her feet, she swore as she saw that someone had managed to rope them together, causing her to trip as her arms were grabbed and she was hoisted onto her feet. Struggling, she looked to the clouds as Ron was bought out of the trees and the both of them were tied back-to-back as Harry and Hermione were also brought out, Harry's face swollen beyond recognition and without the usual addition of his glasses and the pair had their arms behind their backs as they joined Ron and Anna on their knees and the quartet were tied together.

"Well, well, well. Looks like we got ourselves a good haul, men. Three look like they could be Hogwarts age and a possible Blood Traitor or Mudblood." Came a snotty, English accent that had Anna cringing and wanting to take out a gift from Dean and dispose of the men, but she had a feeling that Ron would not take kindly if she showed that there were weapons in her duffle bag and began firing on their captors as laughter echoed through the group.

Anna's cheeks were grabbed, her face dragged up to meet the eyes of the group's leader as he scrutinised her and asked, "What's yer name, gorgeous?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Anna spat back, physically sickened by the breath being pushed onto her face before she spat in his face and yanked it away from the bad breath. Her Ohio accent didn't go unnoticed by the men as they looked gleefully at each other.

"So, the Yanks are getting involved now? And what be yer names, eh?"

"Stan. Shunpike." Ron muttered, looking down as he tried to avoid looking at the men as they looked at him and scoffed. Hermione squeaked slightly as they pointed to her; Anna, Ron and Harry could feel her shrink back slightly before she answered with, "Penelope Clearwater. Half Blood."

"We'll be the judge of that, Miss Clearwater." The leader told her, before he looked to Harry and cocked his head before asking, "What about you, ugly?"

"Vernon." Harry responded as he tried to look through the swelling, "Vernon Dudley."

"Likely story. What House?"

"Slytherin." This was met with jeers and scoffs before the men were turning to Anna for her name whilst a couple of them looked at Harry closer. Making herself look confident, she looked around at them all and said the first name that came to her.

"Sam."

"And yer surname, Sam?"

Anna looked them all straight in the eyes as she straightened up slightly and uttered, "Sam Winchester."

There was a sharp intake of breath at the name before the men were looking around at one of the men in front of them and the three were looking at Anna as she looked at him with a wink then smiled gently and mouthed, "Later."

Ron swallowed but nodded before he was looking at the men again as they were all hoisted to their feet, Anna finding wands pointed at her before she was blindfolded, and they were Disapparating and then appearing in front of a grand set of gates and they were pushed down the driveway before they were stopped and the leader was walking forward on his own and rapping on the gate with an urgent air about him. A few minutes passed before voices were heard and Anna's alias was thrown into the air, quickly followed by a raised woman's voice.

"WINCHESTERS! HERE?" Anna felt the ropes that bound her to the others become unbound before she was dragged forward by her hair. She was forcefully stopped and made to stand there as a more powerful magic seeped from the gates.

"And that ain't all, ma'am. We think we've caught Potter. At last."

Those words seemed to work as squeaking gates opened and they were shoved through. Anna was stopped from going any further by an arm across her chest and her face was grabbed again as she struggled to get out of the tight grip.

"Where's the other one? They're usually together." The female voice asked, or rather demanded. It was laced with just the slightest hint of fear as Anna was pushed back and fell into the group of captives, the bodies grunting slightly as they stumbled to get their footing. Anna was hauled back to her feet and pushed down the pathway along with the others and pushed into a building before she was separated from the group, much to her disdain as she struggled further, and shouts were heard.

"Obviously ain't here, yer ladyship. Probably dealing with some shit over there."

"Likely story." The woman sneered before Anna felt eyes on her again as she tried to get her arms freed before the woman was adding, "Take her into a different part of the dungeon. We'll deal with the Winchester after…" [AN: I know that the Death Eaters would have killed her, but she's using Sam Winchester as an alias and I'm using the whole Dean Winchester will hunt you down and kill you for killing his brother scenario from Season 4 or 5. I can't remember which. Please bear with me.]

She seemed to stop there as the men began to drag 'Sam' out of the room and something glinted as Hermione tried to get to her. The man holding her dragged her back into line, causing Gryffindor's sword to catch the light and the ruby to sparkle slightly, only for the woman to stop them all.

"Where did you get this?" She asked, pointing at the sword before she came forward and grabbed the weapon from the Snatcher who was holding it.

"They was holding it." He replied, trying to get a hold of it again. "Reckon its mine now. I found it."

The woman was silently seething at the words before she was raising her clenched fist, wand dangerously pointing at him before she screamed, "CRUCIO!"

A flash of red hit the man who screamed in pain and fell to the floor, writhing around before the woman was swirling around, pointing the wand to Anna and shrieking, "GET THE WINCHESTER OUT OF HERE! I SHALL DEAL WITH THEM MYSELF!"

Anna's captors obeyed her, the redhead struggling hard to get to Hermione, Ron and Harry and yelling their alias's before they got over the threshold and the doors closed with a bang. She kept up the fight, all the way through a big hallway, her blindfold just barely giving her sight enough that she didn't trip over as the men fought their way down to a doorway that had a cold draught coming from the other side.

They dragged her to the other side, down some stairs and then they stopped. Hands seemed to check her for anything that they suspected she could use to get out before they opened a door and bodily threw her in, the door slamming then locking afterwards as she rolled and tried to get to her feet, all the while swearing as she managed to get her feet underneath her but was unable to stand.

"Hey, stay still. We'll help you." Two sets of hands gripped her arms and gently guided her into a standing position before the blindfold was taken away and she could finally look around freely. The entire place was dark and a humid, horrible feeling hung around the room before she was looking at the ones who'd helped her stand.

One appeared to be a young woman, possibly a year or two younger than the trio upstairs with dirty strawberry blond hair that hung past her waist and dreamy eyes that looked at her curiously. The young man beside her looked to be the same age as Harry. Again, he was covered in dirt as he looked over the woman who'd been thrown in with them.

"Quite a ruckus, you've caused up there." He said, Anna smirking and shrugging as he added, "What caused Bellatrix to start shouting?"

"That's the hag's name?" Their eyes widened at the accent as Anna blew her hair out of her face and added, "I think my name caused the chaos. Told them I was called Sam Wi… Well, I don't want the same reaction from you."

"Yes. And we're on the same side?." The young woman answered, as they shared a look, just before Ron's voice echoed through the door and caught their attention before it opened again, he and Harry were pushed in and the door shut then locked again afterwards. Both boys ran at the door, shouting Hermione's name, almost drowning out a scream that echoed through the house.

A couple of minutes passed as they shouted before their voices grew hoarse and Harry stopped shouting and was looking around at a gentle voice, Ron stopping almost instantly when Harry asked, "Luna?"

"Harry." 'Luna' greeted, Anna feeling her going over to the still bound boys, "Dean's here too and Mr. Ollivander. And a Gringotts goblin and an American."

"American? Is her name Sam, by any chance." Harry asked them, Anna confirming it as she chuckled softly and greeted them as they sighed in relief at her voice.

"You're okay, though, Luna?" Ron rasped, Luna answering that they were all okay, they hadn't been harmed and that they could get the ropes free. Her voice went past Anna again before she was speaking with somebody, presumably Mr. Ollivander, and asking about a nail before she was coming back. Sawing noises went through the dungeon for five minutes before metal hitting stone echoed through the room, along with Harry asking, "What was that?"

"The nail broke." Luna replied, sounding surprised as Anna struggled with her bonds and after a minute, they snapped, freeing her before light was appearing in the room, lighting Luna, Dean, an elderly man laying down in the corner and what appeared to be a run-down goblin in the corner who just sat there watching them all, along with the still bound Harry and Ron, who were looking at her with awed, relieved looks as she came forward, a long silver blade appearing in her hand and rope dangling down like a grotesque bracelet.

Sure enough, there was what appeared to be a broken, rusty nail on the floor, snapped in two where the most friction had been applied as Anna turned Harry around and began cutting the ropes as though they were literally nothing. He stood back when it fell to the floor and she turned to free Ron, the blade cutting through the ropes as though it were a knife cutting butter and stood back. Harry was looking at the blade as it stayed in her hand before he was hugging Luna in relief, Ron watching Anna as he rubbed his wrists and she nodded to him, sat down and her eyes closed with her face becoming blank.

Screams from above jolted the wizards before Ron was shouting Hermione's name again and running, banging on the walls before he was twisting on the spot, trying to disapparate to his friend.

"It's no use, Ron. They've put spells on this place. We can't get out." Dean told them, pain for their fellow Housemate clear in his eyes. Harry looked at him before he was opening up a pouch and taking out the things he'd put in there over the year. The glinting of a glass object had everyone looking at Harry as he shouted, "Help us! We're at Malfoy Manor!"

"WHERE DID YOU GET THIS?!" Came Bellatrix's voice. It was obvious that she wasn't liking whatever was being said as she shrieked, "CRUCIO!"

Screams erupted from upstairs, causing the other prisoners to look at one another before a CRACK! echoed through the dungeon and a shrivelled looking elf in odd socks, a too-small-for-humans sweater, along with a tea-cosy for a hat appeared before them.

"Harry Potter!" It crowed, bowing to Harry who looked happy to see the little being, even as Hermione screamed again upstairs. A scream rent the air above them, causing them all to look up and Harry to look between them both as Anna tensed and looked at him.

"Dobby, is it possible to get Luna, Dean, and Mr Ollivander out?" he hurriedly asked as voices echoed down to the room. Male voices complained about fetching the Goblin even as the little being, now named Dobby, nodded, almost enthusiastically.

"Dobby can take them anywhere Harry Potter wants, Sir." He chirped, ears flapping as he kept nodding until he held his head, apparently dizzy. Ron bit his lip to keep the laughter inside before he was going to the little being and kneeling down and saying, "Take them to Shell Cottage, Dobby. Please. Before those Death Eaters get here."

"Of course, Master Weasley. Dobby only wishes to help Harry Potter and his friends." Dobby told them, looking at Anna and adding, "Even those who are not what they seem."

He left it at that as he went over to Dean Thomas, Luna and the prone old man huddled in the corner and took hold of their hands, Luna taking a last look at them all before she disappeared with a loud CRACK! leaving Harry, Ron, Anna alone in the dungeon with the goblin. The voice was getting closer now as the prisoners could only hope that they hadn't been discovered as escaping. The light dimmed down and Anna slipped down into a seated position again, another dreadful scream coming from above as Harry went over to Griphook and knelt down.

"Griphook, please. You can't tell them that we have the real sword. Please, tell them it's a fake. Please." He whispered when he got to the goblin on the floor, Anna glancing at Ron and shaking her head when he opened his mouth to ask her something and the light went completely out, engulfing them in darkness once more.

She would have told them, but the sounds of the door unlocking stopped her in her tracks and a wand appearing in the crack that followed. A rough voice shouted for the prisoners to step back, which they complied to, just as a wand light entered the room. They scurried out of the way, Anna staying stood in the middle just as the man came through and snarled at her, the light from the wand hitting her face, contorted in loathing before she lunged at him, the blade appearing once more. The man's eyes flashed a full black as Harry muttered, "Jesus Christ." under his breath and looked his way, throwing the woman off him into the wall where she hit her head and slid down, unmoving. The man grabbed hold of Griphook and dragged the Goblin out of the dungeon, slamming and locking the door shut behind him. A pause and then footsteps receded up the stairs, leaving Harry and Ron staring at Anna's prone body before the scarred teenager was going over, followed by his friend, and knelt down in front of her, trying to wake her, just as a loud crack echoed and signalled Dobby's return before a light appeared in the room once more. The little House-Elf was shaking from head to toe at being in his former master's home that his voice shook when he went over to the group, whilst as Anna stirred, held her head slightly and went to shield her eyes before she was looking around and sitting up suddenly, looking intently at Dobby in front of her.

Her reaction seemed so curiously muggle that Harry had to wonder if she was actually one, just with some other kind of power, and put a hand on her shoulder and introduced Dobby to her. The House Elf in question seemed to just stare at the woman that he didn't notice the two boys share a look and watch them again.

"Dobby has never seen one up close." He piped, his eyes seeming to see something that the Wizards didn't. This caused Anna to give a wry smile as he bowed and added, "Dobby is honoured to meet you, Miss Anna."

"I thought you died out during the Goblin Wars." Anna replied, shaking her head as if to clear it and causing confusion in Harry. Dobby's shaking head seemed to be all the answer she was getting as the woman was helped to her feet by Ron and they all seemed ready to fight. Harry picked up the blade that had fallen a few feet away from Anna and looked it over. The light seemed to bounce off it yet also get absorbed, giving an ethereal glow to the blade itself and the hilt seemed to perfectly fit his hand as Anna looked his way and gently take it from him, saying, "Don't, Harry. The blade is incredibly special and can kill anything and anyone. I don't want you getting hurt."

"Sort of like Gryffindor's Sword then?"

Anna shrugged and looked to the door, avoiding answering the question as she walked forward and examined the door before sighing and looking back, "I don't suppose you have a spell to open this, do you?"

"Yeah." Ron replied, "Alohamora. But you'd know that, right?"

"Ron, I'm not a witch. I'm something far more powerful." Anna told him before she was switching back to the door and uttering the word, her palm pointed straight at the door. After a second, the door clicked open and even Anna looked surprised it even worked. The screaming had stopped, just low voices, the hags the most prominent of them all. This causing them all to look worried and begin running quietly up the stairs, encountering no one until a little stumpy fellow of a man stepped in from of the door to the dungeons, saw them and stopped, as if to try and stop them from going any further. His hand fumbled for his wand, got hold of it and held it at them, Anna and Ron stopping behind Harry.

What happened after that seemed a blur to them all. The man seemed to hesitate as Harry spoke about being owed, causing the wand to lower slightly before it dropped on the floor with a clatter, rolled to Anna's feet before the hand seemed to move on its own, going for the man's neck; fingers wrapped itself around the man's neck and tightened. Both Ron and Harry tried to save the man's life as his face grew more and more red and he gasped for air until it stopped altogether with his death.

Anna closed her eyes and slowly opened them again to see the same man stood over the body, watching Harry intently before he looked behind him and then at Anna silently. A woman walked out of the shadows and nodded to Anna when she noticed that she was seen and held her hand out, saying to the man, "Are you ready?"

The man shook his head, looked to Anna before he spoke, his voice echoing but full of sorrow, "Tell Harry… I'm sorry for selling them to Voldemort. I know where I'm heading, it's been my destiny ever since I joined Voldemort."

With that, he took the woman's hand and they departed together, leaving Anna stood there as Harry looked up, at her and over to where she was staring as she blinked and looked at him. He quickly leant over and picked up the wand before standing and handing it to her, "There's one spell that can come in useful. It's Stupify, the stunning spell."

"Thank you, Harry." Anna snapped her attention back to the real world with a shake of her head, took the wand and they began their quest to get their friend and the being to safety as Harry nodded, feeling familiarity with the way Anna was acting with authority, and the three began creeping to a large reception room.

The woman was glaring at the Goblin who, now the light was on it, looked worse for wear. A young man, around Harry's age, also stood there along with what looked like his parents and the Snatcher Gang who cowered in the light of the chandelier above them. Dobby looked up at the crystals and back to the humans he was with and quietly popped away, a plan of action coming into his head as a slight body stirred, making them look at the floor beneath. Ron gasped quietly, as did Harry, when they saw it.

For there, laying motionless from the torture she must have received was Hermione.

"Well?" Bellatrix was snapping as they all returned their attention back onto the witch who was still stood. Griphook was holding onto the sword of Gryffindor and looking at it as if he were checking it over. The escaped trio could only hope that he'd listened to Harry's request as he looked up to Bellatrix and shook his head, saying, "This is not the true sword of Gryffindor."

A relieved sneer came upon the witch's face as she cast the goblin aside and rolled up her sleeve, "Well, there is only one thing left to do."

A red streak revealed Harry's location as he cast the first spell into the group, Ron following suit as Anna felt her wings faintly flutter before she too was standing and joining the fight, heading for Hermione to see if she could heal her. Arms wrapped themselves around her waist, almost pulling her back before a nose met with her elbow, crunching underneath the immense power it took to drive her assailant away. A look behind her, told her that the boy who'd stood with his parents was holding his bloodied nose, his sleek blond hair becoming dishevelled before she was facing the woman, who stood there, wand pointed menacingly at her neck before she screeched, "ENOUGH! DROP THE WAND, POTTER OR YOUR FRIENDS DIE!"

The chaos stopped as Harry and Ron looked over, saw Anna stood there frozen, her face pokerface straight, and over Hermione. Looking at one another, they threw down their wands, not wanting to endanger their friend and travelling companion, "Fine."

Harry put up his hands in surrender, hoping beyond hope that something happened in their favour soon as Anna stared at Bellatrix, her hand starting to glow, gently at first and building up. At the same time, Gryffindor's Sword began to glow bright hot, causing Griphook to drop it just as jingling sounds strayed over to the group below. Everyone looked up at the crystal chandelier above Anna, Hermione and Bellatrix to see that it was shaking with what looked like a seated House-Elf who was unscrewing it before it began to fall and Dobby disappeared. It seemed to fall in slow motion as Bellatrix threw herself out of the way, leaving Anna and Hermione underneath it as the redhead knelt down to pick Hermione up and ran out of the way, the glowing hand dimming along with the sword before it flew to Anna's hand as she thrust it out and joined Harry and Ron, handed her over as the House-Elf appeared on a chest of drawers beside them and grabbed Griphook's hand before the others in the room could figure out what was going on.

The chandelier fell and broke into shards of glass that flew everywhere, causing Anna to hold everyone in the group close and away from the glass before she was shouting for Dobby to take them away from here. Dobby nodded as he held out a hand for them all to take and the crushing sensation of Apparition engulfed them all, finally taking them away from the manor.

And onto a beach far on the South-western Welsh coastline.

I am really sorry for any inconsistencies in this chapter. I've tried to do this from what I remember of The Malfoy Manor Skirmish. And adding in a whole other character into the fray is simply hard because it's figuring out how they're going to fit in and keep everyone in character too.