"Just give us the Prophecy," Lucius repeated.
Just as he was about to throw it, Harry and his friends were surrounded by blackness. The Death Eaters had grabbed each of his friends, poking their wands into their necks.
"Give us the Prophecy," Lucius smirked, "Or your friends will die."
"Don't do it, Harry!" Neville shouted, which caused Bellatrix to stab her wand further on his neck.
Harry saw a flash out of the corner of his eye. He smiled to himself. Percy was hiding, somehow.
"Nah," Harry tossed it on the ground. It broke just as bursts of light entered the room, zipping around. Soon, Kingsley, Sirius, Lupin, Mad-Eye, and Tonks were in the room.
Harry was pushed behind Sirius. But then there were two Death Eaters, Lucius and another, fighting him. Harry shot a spell at the other, leaving only Lucius, who shot a spell right back, almost hitting him.
"That's my Godson!" Shouted Sirius, laughing. Soon, he was fighting his cousin, Bellatrix.
"Is that all you got?" Sirius laughed just as she sent an Avada Kadavra spell that hit his chest.
One last glance at Harry, and Sirius was pulled into the mysterious curtain.