Black shapes were emerging out of thin air all around them, blocking their way left and right; eyes glinted through slits in hoods, a dozen lit wand-tips were pointing directly at their hearts. Ginny gave a gasp of horror.
"To me, Potter," repeated the drawling voice of Lucius Malfoy as he held out his hand, palm up.
Estella glances around. They were trapped and outnumbered two to one.
"To me," said Malfoy again.
"Where's Sirius?" Harry said.
Several of the Death Ears laughed. A harsh female voice from the midst of the shadowy figures to Estella's left said triumphantly, "The Dark Lord always knows!"
"Always," echoed Malfoy softly. "Now, give me the prophecy, Potter."
"I want to know where Sirius is!"
"I want to know where Sirius is!" mimicked the woman to their left.
She and her fellow Death Eaters had closed in so that they were mere feet away from Estella and the others, the light from their wands dazzling Estella's eyes.
"He's not here, Harry," said Estella frantically as the Death Eaters laughed.
"Correct you are dear cousin," said Bellatrix, glee evident in her voice. "The little baby woke up frightened and fort what it dweamed was twoo," she said in a horrible, mock-baby voice.
More of the Death Eaters laughed, though Bellatrix still laughed loudest of all.
"It's time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter," said Malfoy. "Now give me the prophecy, or we start using wands."
"Go on, then," said Harry, raising his wand to his chest. As he did so, the five wands of Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, and Ginny rose on either side of them. Estella didn't raise hers, she'd known she'd be better off without it.
But the Death Eaters did not strike.
"Dumbledore, pick up your prophecy and hand them over, no one need get hurt," said Malfoy coolly.
It was Harry's turn to laugh.
"Yeah, right!" he said. "We give you this-prophecies, are they? And you'll just let us skip off home, will you?"
The words were hardly out of his mouth when Bellatrix shrieked, "Accio Proph-"
Estella was ready. She shouted "Protego!" before Bellatrix had the chance to finish her spell, though the glass sphere slipped to the tips of Harry's fingers but he managed to cling on to it.
"Oh, little Dumbledore can do wandless magic and she knows how to play," she said, her mad eyes staring through the slits in her hood. "Very well, then-"
"I TOLD YOU, NO!" Lucius Malfoy roared. "If you smash it-"
Estella's mind was racing, forming plans where they could escape unharmed and without casualties.
The woman stepped forward, away from her fellows, and pulled off her hood. Azkaban had hollowed Bellatrix Lestrange's face, making it gaunt and skull-like, but it was alive with a feverish, fanatical glow.
"You need more persuasion?" she said, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Very well-take the smallest one," she ordered the Death Eaters beside her. "Let them watch while we torture the little girl. I'll do it."
Estella felt the others close in around Ginny. She moved sideways with Harry so that they were in front of her, the prophecy held up to Harry's chest.
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