The room itself, it had rocks and sand, but the arch was magnificent, too magnificent that she was staring at it for too long.
'Little faery, I love you' the familiar sweet voice she was hearing in the vail, she walked nearer. Until she saw a woman, a familiar woman, with brilliant red hair and emerald green eyes, beside her was a man who looked like Harry. She felt her heart clench, the ghost smile that the couple in veil had, it was taunting her to go nearer.
"Mum? Dad?"
'Come here darling,' the voices spoke, yet their lips remained closed and smiling.
"Finley!—"
Before she knew it, everything was engulfed in smoke that she was being tugged into a corner with force. Hearing yelps from her friends, guessing that they were being attacked too but the dark smoke restricted her from seeing anything, both her hands were held behind her back, a wand up her throat. The smoke vanished, now seeing her friends being held captive by death eaters, some who no longer had masks. Her brother by the veil where she stood before, her wide as she sees Lucius Malfoy in front of him.
"Give me the prophecy! Or watch your friends die."
"No, Harry! Don't —"
"Stay quiet, or they won't hurt you," the death eater who held her captive said in a calm voice. Struggling to get out of his grasp, it only made his hold on her tighter, she was pressed against him, his wand that was pointed at her throat loosened only for the pressure to be on her hands that were on her back. "Let me go!" She hissed.
"Shh!" The death eater scolded her. "Be still."
"And why the bloody hell would I do that?! You're holding me here against my will!"
"I'm trying to—"
"Save my life? Yeah right! Only an idiot would believe a death eater!" She growled. She turns back to Harry and how he was standing up against Lucius. Before she could scream yet again, the death eater's hands went yo her mouth, keeping her from speaking, only muffled screams were heard from her. She could see Harry loom at her, no hope was sparkling in his eyes, it was as if he was giving up as he handed the orb to Lucius. She could feel her heart drop to the floor, she had never seen him this hopeless before, he was giving up. No. Not now.
She bit into her captors hands, the death eater who was holding her groaned in pain, letting go of her completely. Even without a wand, she face the death eater, glaring at him. Punching him in the face, causing the mask to fall off.
Once again, her heart clenched, standing frozen in place, no one but Finley could see the death eater's face. Throat dry, shock in her eyes.
The death eater was a boy. A boy she knew too well, a boy whom she thought was her friend. "No," she muttered, denying what she was seeing. She could hear Bellatrix's laughter in the background, the boy who held her stood, revealing his face in the light. "Sebastian?"
The boy whom she found a friend in, looked down in shame, shame that he had been found in this circumstance. "I'm sorry."
"Something wrong?"
Draco was silent, avoiding her eyes, something was bothering him, inspecting him closer, he was hiding something too. "What is it?" She asks him.
There had only been a number of times that Draco would look this way, most of the times it would involve something bad that he did to her brother, other times it would be when he would unknowingly speak the offensive slurs he grew up speaking spew out his mouth. But this was different, and it made her worry.
"Hey, What's wrong?" She narrowed her eyes at him. Holding both his cheeks to look at her properly instead if the floor, urging him to tell her.
Taking a deep breath, his silver eyes met her emerald ones. "I need to tell you something about Sebastian."
Finley narrowed her brows at him. "What about him?" She asked, not sure what was concerning about Sebastian, he was still her friend, he means no harm, he promised to keep her secret until it was safe for her to reveal herself to the world again.
"He came to one of the death eater meetings when I came home for Christmas break," Draco tells her.
"What?" Her voice croaked unknowingly, this wasn't a good joke to begin with at all. "He would never!"
"But Finley, he was there, I saw him with my own two eyes—"
"No! Bazz is our friend! He would never betray us—"
"Finley, I saw his dark mark when we went to get him earlier!" Draco yelled at her, desperate to make her believe him. He was scared too, scared for him and his friends, especially for her. "He has his mark on his back, just by his left shoulder blade—"
"This isn't real!"
"Finley, it is—"
"No!"
"This can't be happening!" She denied to herself in front of Sebastian. All those months of believing that Sebastian was their ally, her friend, he was here on the enemy's side. The look of guilt in his face said it all, it was a slap on her face at how naive she was for believing that he wasn't a death eater.
"Why!"
Sebastian couldn't say anything, what else was there to be said? What reason was he suppose to say? He took a few steps towards her, only for her to take steps back, he could see her tears streaming down her face. Angry tears.
"How could you!"
"Finley, I—"
"Boohoo! Wittle Bazzy betrayed wittle girly here! Kill her already Thorns!" Bellatrix's voice echoed in the whole room.
Finley waited for Sebastian to raise his wand, and he did, it all made her feel worst, it showed how much he was lying to her face after all this time. "What are you waiting for!?"
"Finley," Sebastian spoke in a strained voice. "I'm sorry, I truly am."
"No! Please, Bazz, this isn't you, this can't be you. You're Sebastian Thorns! Please, you're my friend," she cried, still in her mind, begging that her Bazz was in there. That all of this was a sick plan that she never knew of that he went behind her back in order to help them.
Before any spells were uttered, a flash of white light came, catching everyone's attention towards Harry and Lucius by the veil. The white light took form of a man, a familiar man, Sirius.
"Get away from my Godson," he says punching Lucius in the face, followed by a sickening crunch.
Another light came just beside Finley, she turns to see Remus scowling at the Thorns boy, using his wand, not even uttering a spell, Sebastian flew into a wall and was gone into a puff of smoke. "Mooney," she choked on a sob, relieved that he was there to save her. Soon more flashes of lights came, taking form of the Order, there was Kingsley, Tonks, Moody, everyone really. Each light was attacking a death eater, and soon the whole room was filled with light and puffs of black smoke.
Finley felt another tug on her sleeve, and soon she found herself being dragged by Mooney behind a rock. "Are you alright, Finley? Tell that you are, we came here as fast as we could—"
"Mooney, I—"
"It's going to be alright," Remus assured her, handing her her wand before running into the fight. She was too in shocked to fight along, holding her wand, it felt hot, as if something wanted to come out. Not only that, she shoulder was unbearably burning, she needed to release, she needed to.
Something landed behind her, she turns around to see another familiar face, it was one of Missus Zabini's old husbands. He had a malicious look on his face, licking his bottom lip, she didn't waste any time.
"BOMBARDA!" She exclaimed, blasting the disgusting man into smithereens.
"Nice one, James!" Her attention went to the veil where Harry and Sirius were fighting Lucius, waving a wand wordlessly, the blond's wand was thrown. Another wave, Lucius was thrown back.
"Avada Kedarva!"
Her eyes widened when she heard the spell, she turns to Sirius, "NO!" She screamed at the top if her lungs. The green light was too fast for her to act, it hit him on the chest, setting him back into the veil until no more was the body. "SIRIUS!"
Harry's voice echoed in the whole room. It was at that moment the whole fighting stopped. It was Remus who held Harry back, Finley's ears rang, her mind too fucked to even process what was happening. It was all too fast, she barely had time to breath, her heart was no longer on the floor, it was shattered, pulverised at the events.
"Finley!" It was the last thing Finley heard when she started backing away from the view of the magnificent veil. The veil who took away someone important to her, she ran after Harry who ran after Bellatrix's retreating figure. She didn't care what was going to happen to her, she had her mind set on one thing, only one.
"I killed Sirius Black!" Bellatrix laughs echoed in the empty halls of the Department." You coming to get me?"
"Crucio!" Harry chanted in rage, hitting Bellatrix, hearing her yelp in pain. But it wasn't satisfying to hear at all, wand pointed at the deranged woman, Finley quietly stands behind Harry. Face blank, no emotions of rage came out, it was numbing.
"You've got to mean it, Harry," another sinister voice said. Harry started to feel the pain on his scar, it felt like his head was starting to split. "She killed him, she deserves it."
"You know the spell, Harry."
"Don't listen to him, Harry," Finley's voice snaps Harry for even a slight moment, making her presence known to him. Another smoke came out, now taking form of Voldemort, in the flesh. Bellatrix started to laugh once again.
"Do it."
It was Finley who turned and attempted to get Voldemort's wand away, but in all the same both her and Harry's wand were swiped away.
"So, weak," Voldemort spoke, it was until his eyes fell on Finley that he paused. God forbid that the dark lord was shocked to see the girl whom he knew that he killed not too long ago, was standing in front of his as if nothing happened.
"Surprised to see me Tommy?" Finley mocked, smirking at Voldemort as she used his name. "Thought I was sox feet underground by now and rotting?"
"How are you alive?" Voldemort asked, his eyes narrowed towards her inspecting her.
She no longer replied, her attention was caught by Dumbledore who arrived by floo, stepping out from the green flames. On instinct, she grabs hold of Harry's hand, tugging him farther away from Voldemort whose attention turned to Dumbledore.
"Foolish of you to come out here Tom, the aurora are on their way."
"By which time I would be gone," Voldemort says, getting ready with his wand. "And with you dead!"
"Harry grab your wand!" Finley exclaimed to her brother, grabbing her wand that was a few feet away from her. She sees Bellatrix slide into a floo and disappear in flames, the fight between Dumbledore and Voldemort started with a bang. She flew back from the force of two spells from two powerful wizards, she slid on her back until she hit a wall. Green and red clashing together for dominance, she gripped her wand tightly, the heat from it still evident as well as her aching arm. She hasn't had her release.
"Finley! Over here!" She snaps her gaze towards Harry's calls, he was curled in the corner. Tiles on the said walls were falling off, she ran towards him with her wand raised. "Protego!" She exclaimed, protecting Harry, but with her out if the dome.
"Finley!" Harry exclaimed, unsure why she chose to be outside the protective dome she made. He couldn't see the look on her face, he wished he could see, he wished that could, but he couldn't.
Staring his sister's back, he couldn't hear, he couldn't completely see, he no longer was astonished to see the fire serpent that Voldemort conjured, no longer amazed at Dumbledore drowning the dark lord. He felt utterly... useless.
No, he refused to feel useless.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Finley snapped at him, re activating the protection charm, she was shielding Harry away from the fight. "Get back!"
"Let me stand by you," Harry spoke to her, though quietly, she heard, but she didn't want to listen. "No, get back!"
"Finley—"
With another powerful force, both of them fell back, glass shattering all around them, before Harry knew it, he could only hear groans from beside him. He turned to his side to see Finley holding onto her shoulder in pain. In panic, he gently turns her only to pale at the injury she received, glass stuck on to her arm. "Fin—"
"It's okay Harry," she winced, taking off a shard from her arm, holding tightly to prevent the bleeding. Shards started to retreat from where they were, the siblings snapped their attention to the on going fight. Voldemort who was doing this, sent the shards towards them, Harry being the uninjured one, covered Finley with his body.
Dumbledore did his own magic and started to turn the shards into dust, and yet the impact was enough to exhaust them both.