Warning:
Mentions blood.
I landed with a crash- the effects of side apperating, especially when you've been grabbed by the neck. The crazy bitch had finally let me go, that was a relief. Yet now I found myself looking around a room that looked far to ordinary. Far to clean. Far to posh to be a room consisting of crazy ass death eaters.
In fact, it was mostly silence, not a voice heard other than Bellatrix's mocking laugh.
She grabbed me by the arm, trying to pull me off the ground.
"I can walk for myself thanks." I spat, causing her to grip me tighter.
"Well you won't be able to soon." She sung.
I pulled a face of disgust, "bitch that just sounds kinky." I laughed. I shouldn't really be finding the current circumstances highly amusing. Especially when she's got a tight grip of my arm, to the point where I can feel my skin piercing.
"I didn't mean that! Stupid girl!" She yelled, "I was telling you that you would be punished! For being a blood traitor!"
"Yeah you really aren't making it sound any better." I was physically laughing, something that annoyed the absolute fuck out of her.
We walked in silence for a while, rooms passing by in a blur. Each looked the same, so I couldn't really count.
I soon got overly bored though, so did the only thing that I thought might entertain me- try to irritate her.
"So, anything going on between you and Voldy?"
The comment seemed to drive her up the wall, "DON'T SPEAK THAT WAY OF THE LORD! FILTHY BLOOD-TRAITOR!"
I rolled my eyes, "alright, keep your knickers on. God woman."
She tightened her nails into my skin, and I tried to take my mind of the blood that could be seen dripping down my arm.
"Or is it not like that?" I mocked pity. "You know, I thought that my beloved mother looked a little closer to him than you.
"SHUT UP!" She stopped to face me, getting immediately closer to my face. I think I'd hit a nerve. "I AM THE DARK LORDS MOST TRUSTED! LUCINDA WILL NEVER BE WHAT I AM TO HIM."
"And have you thought that maybe you're nothing. A pawn. Something to fight his battles for him, when in reality, he doesn't give two fucks whether you live or die."
"STOP IT!"
"Face it Bella. You're nothing to him. He doesn't care about you! You're one of his followers, who he just makes believe that you mean something."
I didn't even have time to flinch when her hand came swinging at my face. An echoing slap that sounded across the room, and I was fairly sure that my cheek was a shade of red. But I didn't flinch and I didn't cower away, I was not going to let her underestimate me.
"WATCH YOUR WORDS YOU FILTHY....."
"I can take it from here. Bellatrix."
From the stone cold voice that sounded behind us, the woman's stance seemed to tense, taking shaky steps away from me, and bowing her head low. She scurried away to a rout I could not see, possibly because I refused to turn around.
"Ah, Miss Black. It's been so long." I turned around. Looking the monster straight in the eye, as I let his own pierce mine.
"Not long enough in my opinion." I rolled my eyes, looking down at my nails that were now chipped and cut.
He gritted his teeth, annoying the small comment I made, that clearly pissed him off.
"I'm assuming you what to know why you are here?" He tried again.
"Not really no. Whatever it is though, I hope you make it quick. I'd like to get back to my boyfriend. He got a little home sick with me away." I stated, seeming more bothered in picking off the small bits of nail polish.
Each sarcastic comments seemed to be getting him more and more frustrated. His temper rising with each roll of the eyes I made. I was scared, in fact I was fucking terrified. But I've always said that if you show someone that you're effected, it makes things ten times worse. After all, that's all Voldemort wants. He wants to be feared. So I won't give him that.
"I'd shut up if I was you." He threatened, his eyes narrowing in a threatening manner.
"Now now Tom. Let's not be so impolite."
It seemed that the use of his 'old' name was the final straw for him.
He grabbed my arm tighter, his grip stronger than Bellatrix's, so I knew that it would leave a very dark mark. He dragged me along the cold black flooring, into another room that was lined with people.
But what I didn't expect, was what came next. It could be considered funny really. That I had been brought to one of their little meetings. And there were some faces that I expected, some, not so much.
I had to stop myself from smiling when I walked past my little cousin. His face as white as ice, as he looked just as shocked to see me and I did to him. I knew what he had been roped into. That he was one of them. But for him to be here now, not even two days after the pair of us had been at Hogwarts. It was dodgy. It was obviously something big they wanted from me.
Tom released my arm with force, almost knocking me over. I shuddered as Nagini brushed along my leg to join its master on the throne at the end of the table. I was stood a bit like an idiot really, awkwardly trying not to laugh at how dramatic the lot of them were. In the corner of my eye I saw that Bella was mockingly twirling my wand in between her fingers, yet I paid her no notice, much to her dismay.
Silence filled the room, as no one dared to speak. I realised that I had to be the one to make the first move. And with every pair of eyes burning my own, I knew just what to say, "I know I'm like smoking hot but it's rude to stare."
Voldemort clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I think we all know who this is." He announced to the group. "The blood traitor we've been waiting for. Arrogant one, just like her father."
"Better arrogant than sick ass murderer I always say." I smiled, laughing at my own joke. Despite the nerves I could tell he was feeling for me, I believed that I saw a tiny smile on Draco's face.
"Now how's about we get to the point. I've told you. I have a life, things to do, people to see." I watched as he raised his eye brows, doing his best to come pass as a threat. Only for him to look even more of an idiot. The scene actually looked rehearsed.
"You have a power." He stated. "I wish to use that power to my own advantage; so with that, I ask you to join us."
"And if I don't." I dared to ask.
"Then you receive what's coming to you."
"Gosh. Always with the dramatics." I sighed, plopping myself down in an empty chair between two death eaters I didn't even register.
"You know." I pretended to think, "I don't really like blackmail. I'm more of a physical torture girl myself. But I have to say Tommy. No matter how tempting the offer is; I think I'll pass."
He looked calm at first. His face being hit in slow motion with the realisation of what I had said. His face suddenly turning to outrage as I stood from my chair.
It all happened in a blur.
I stretched my arms out wide, grabbing the piece of wood from Bella's hands, feeling great to have my own wand back. In seconds it turned to a bloodbath. I was sending spell after spell, each wand pointed at me. Besides Draco of course, who was doing his very best to slide out of the room.
I took our multiple Death eaters, but it was getting far to much. I couldn't handle it for much longer. It was like 20-1.
But a comment caught me off guard, one that caused me to lower my wand in surrender.
"What if I told you that there's someone who has those friends of yours."
"What are you talking about?" I demanded, pointing my wand straight at the leader.
"I suggest." He spoke slow, "that you better put that wand down, and let me show you."
I slowly lowered my wand, looking him dead in the eye, looking for a trace of lie, "you're bluffing."
"Well. If that's what you think, you can be on your way. But when you get home and they're not there, don't come after me. I gave you the opportunity."
It had always been my weakness. My family and my friends. And today I've proved once again, that I would do anything for them. I wouldn't let them get hurt. There was no chance in hell.
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Freds pov:
It had been hours and I couldn't think what to do. I was pacing around the room as multiple people tried to contact Dumbledore. But we couldn't do anything! We had no idea where she went. No idea what Bellatrix Lestrange wanted from her. And no idea how to get her back.
I needed her. I need her. I love her more than anything. I can't live without her.
I didn't know whether to be relieved or filled with dread when my dad rushed into the room and announced the news. The feeling that washed over me like a numb pain that was eating me alive. If I was going to get her back. I'd make sure of it.
"ITS THE KIDS! THEY'RE AT THE MINISTRY" his voice was panicked, indicating that something wasn't at all right, "ITS HIM! AND THE DEATH EATERS!"
"Arthur. Calm down." Mum said frantically, her tone no different to his. "What's happening? How do we get there?"
"We don't." Dad said slowly, "he's already send out some of the order. They'll be fine." He assured, but it sounded more like he was trying to persuade himself.
"You stay here." Sirius's voice caught our attention as we watched himself and Remus slip on their shoes, ready to apperate on the spot.
"You can't!" Mum yelled, at the same time as me and George yelled in unison, "I'm going with you!"
"No boys!" Sirius ordered, "you aren't part of the order! You have nothing to defend you with! You stay here! Don't even argue, you're delaying the chances of we have of getting to them!"
I knew he was right. I wasn't part of the order. I didn't have anything to protect me, or anything to stop me from going to Azkaban if I hurt someone. But she means the world to me. She's my life. The person who I would die for. The person who I would kill for. The person who I would spend the rest of my life locked up in Azkaban for if it meant that she'd be happy.
So I made a reckless decision. I acted out of the love I had for her. My soulmate.
I didn't give anyone a chance to argue. I was gone. Straight to the ministry. My laces untied and nearly tripping over my own feet. My heart was pounding, but I was filled with adrenaline. I'd get her back.
And if not,
I'd die trying.