What Have You Done to Me? (Blaise Zabini/oc fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty Four: Savior Potter to the Rescue

"Lyra!" Nat shook me awake.

I jumped out of bed in an instant. "What?!" I looked around frantically before dropping my arm.

"We're summoned in the Great Hall in 10 minutes," Nat informed me.

I nodded, pulling off my shorts and shirt and changing into a white blouse, black skirt, black knee length socks, combat boots, robes, and green tie. It took me 3 minutes.

"Come on," I said, pulling Nat out of the dorm and up. To the Great Hall.

In the Great Hall, we were lined up by our houses. The tables were gone.

I was worried as Snape started talking about something or another.

That was when I heard whispers break out in the Gryffindor section. I looked ovrr my shoulder discreetly to see...

"Potter?!" I choked.

"What?" Nat hissed.

I pointed my chin at Potter, covering it with a cough.

Nag looked that way and inhaled sharply. "Oh my god. He's back," she whispered.

I glanced at Nat and realized that she was very pale, her hazel eyes wide in fear and misty with tears.

"We...Lyra...there's gonna be a war, right?" She asked, her usually confident voice wavering as she choked down her tears.

I squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Yeah. Yes, we are. But I'm going to try my best to make it out alive and you will too. You're going to date and then marry Draco because he loves you. And-"

"Many of you are surely wondering, why I have summoned you at this hour. It's come to my attention that earlier this evening...Harry Potter was sighted in Hogsmeade. Now...should anyone...student or staff attempt to aid Mr. Potter? They will be punished in a manner consistent with the severity of their transcription, furthermore... Any person found to have knowledge of these events... who fails to come forward... will be treated as equally guilty. Another... If anyone in here has any knowledge of Mr. Potter's movements this evening. I invite them to step forward. Now!" Snape drawled.

I looked around frantically.

"It seems, despite your exhaustive defensive strategies, ...you still have a security problem, Headmaster. I'm afraid it's quite extensive. How dare you stand where he stood? Tell them how it happened that night? Tell them how you looked him in the eye...A man who trusted you, and killed him. Tell them!" Potter stepped out from the mob of Gryffindors and demanded Snape.

Suddenly, the Great Hall doors opened with a bang, letting in a whole lot of Aurors and other witches and wizards.

Nat and I sucked in a breath.

Snape didn't respond. Instead, he pulled out his wand but then, Mcgonagall pulled out her's making all the students scramble back in fear. She sent Snape's wand flying.

And suddenly, a fight ensues, and Snape-always one for a retreat-disappears through the window in the darkness.

"COWARD!" Potter roared.

Students started whispering among themselves. I heard the name "Potter" and "Harry" fly around.

Mcgonagall held up her hand. "All right! Settle down! Settle down! It appears that your Headmaster, to use the common phrase, has done a bunk," she stated, smiling a little.

Cheers erupted in the Hall, people were screaming in joy.

Then, I heard it. The one voice I didn't ever want to hear again.

Voldy.

"Harry. Potter? I know that many of you will want to fight. Some of you might even think to fight is wise. But this is folly. Give me Harry Potter. Do this and none shall be harmed. Give me Harry Potter, and I shall leave Hogwarts untouched. Give me Harry Potter, and you will be rewarded. You have one hour." Voldemort hissed.

Girls screamed and I collapsed onto the ground.

"Ly!" Nat yelled as she caught me.

I started panting as I stood up again. "Merci, Nat," I whispered as Pansy shrieked.

"What're you waiting for!" Pansy screeched. "There he is! Grab him!"

Filch, the stupid old man, chose right then to barge into the room screaming, "Students out of bed! Students in the corridors!"

Mcgonagall then said something I would never ever forget. "They're supposed to be out of bed, you blithering idiot!" She stated.

Flich looked down. "Sorry, ma'am," he apologized.

"As it happens," Mcgonagall continued. "Your arrival is most opportune. If you would please, to lead Miss Parkinson and the rest of the Slytherin house from the hall," she ordered.

My jaw dropped. "Wha-"

"Is there a problem, Miss Vaillancourt?" Mcgonagall hissed, giving me a look.

I dropped my head. "No, Ma'am," I responded, following Nat and Filch out the doors of the Great Hall.

I was frantic by now. I couldn't find Blaise. Or Draco.

"Nat! I can't find Blaise!" I yelled frantically. Everyone was mixed up and I saw black blobs outside of the barriers.

Nat's eyes widened."I can't find Draco!" She screamed back, tears flowing out of her eyes.

I hugged her tightly. I willed myself to push down all my emotions and have a mask. For some reason, I was good at that shit. "I'll find them. It's okay. Stay safe," I murmured in her ear.

Nat nodded, collapsing down on the couch as her small frame shuddered with sobs. She looked at me through her tears and clasped my hand, dropping a ring in my opened palm. "Don't die. If-if any one of us dies, the ring will light up," she choked out.

"I won't die, Nat," I told her, but still slipped on the ring.

Nat shook her head. "Keep it on for my sake," she whispered.

I nodded, pulling off my family bracelet and putting it on her wrist. When Nat looked at me curiously, I answered. "Just in case all Vaillancourt's die. You can have everything," I told her, kissing both her cheeks.

Nat just sobbed, squeezing my hand. "If you die, Vailla, I will personally go to hell and take you back just to kill you," she sobbed.

I cracked a smirk. "Who knows, maybe I'll go to heaven. I love you, Natasha Calderon," I said walking backwards.

"I love you too, Lyranna Abella Esmee Faye de Garnein von Montgelas Bourbon-Penthièvre Vaillancourt!" She screamed.

I nodded and ran out.

To the seventh floor.

The Room of Requirement.

A/N: Potter to the rescue...? Sorry if these chapters were kinda short!

-Dominique M.