The rest of the other death eaters were either dead or locked up. Dumbledore had been killed along with Fred. The only death eaters left and free were Narcissa, Draco, and Bellatrix. I sat up in my dorm as everyone ate at a banquet for defeating Voldemort. I wasn't hungry and stared at drops of water slid quickly down the grass. The door swung open and it was Bellatrix. I hopped up until the blond, Draco, appeared beside her.
"You!" Bellatrix was angry and it was obvious why.
"Aunt Bella, please leave her alone!"
"Go to your mother now, Draco!" Draco shook his head and took my hand. I tried to wrangke from his grip when Bellatrix screeched,
"Cacio!" Pain shot all through my body. My eyes caught glimpse of the scar on my arm. I look at Draco who held my hand and the word carved in my skin some how seemed to match his voice like I've heard him say it before. Molly entered the room and took Bellatrix by the collar. She tossed Bellatrix against the wall, jabbing the wand at the neck,
"You keep your filthy death eater hands off Eliza!" Mrs Weasley was the best. Molly lead a screaming Bellatrix out of the room. Pain still roamed through me and I felt my eyelids grow heavy.
"Eliza?" Sound started to drown away before I couldn't see, hear, and could not think straight...
