Chapter 78

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Bellatrix pushed the goblin pack and walked over to me laughing quietly. "You'll be alright for now." She said referencing to the goblin, she then looked at me continuing, "I'm not sure the same can be said for this one." I stared at her with complete hatred. "Like hell it can't." I heard someone scream. "Expelliamus." Bellatrix's wand flew into Harry's hand. I looked beside me to see the three of them fighting my family, I closed my eyes wishing it would all stop.

Bellatrix ripped me off the ground pressing her knife against my throat. "Drop your wands, now." I was breathing quickly trying to push her arm away from my throat. She began laughing, ready to kill me but my mum stepped forward. "You can't Bella." She shook her head, "you're really protecting her, she isn't loyal sissy." My father nodded, "she isn't, but if you kill her then the lord will have no choice but to kill you." My aunt pulled the knife away from my throat at the same time, our chandelier started falling to the ground my father pulled me back out of the way, and I looked up to see Dobby was responsible for that one. Bellatrix quickly pulled me back up pressing the blade to my throat, I looked across the room to see Harry Ron Hermione Dobby and the goblin standing together ready to apparate, they weren't sure what to do about me. "GO." I screamed. The knife was getting pressed firmer and I was struggling to breath, "DOBBY TAKE THEM. THATS AN ORDER." I watched them apparate together, and Bellatrix whipped her knife at them when I looked again they were gone and so was the knife.

"You bitch." Bellatrix hissed, "CRUCIO." I screamed, the curse took me unexpectedly. "Stop it." My mum whispered. My father got her wand out of her hands and I collapsed down, gasping for air. "Take her down to the cellar, chain her there. She is NOT to move until the lord gets here." Peter started to walk towards me and I didn't think, I was blinded by pure pain and hatred. Quickly I pulled my wand out of my sock pointing it at him, "avada kedavra." It was as quickly as Cedric's. His body collapsed and I stared at it in complete shock. "Alyssa," Draco whispered staring at Peter. My mum quickly stepped forward grabbing my arm, I walked with her trying to focus on breathing. "Mum I just killed a man." She nodded, "yes that you did." I sighed pressing my back against the basement wall, "what's going to happen to me?" She pushed a piece of my hair back, "it's just me and you down here, you know how to apparate do you not?" I nodded, "thank you." I was surprised when my mom stepped forward wrapping me into a hug, and when I looked up my father and Draco were walking down the stairs.

"Narcissa, what are you doing?" He asked. My mom didn't look at him, "she's our daughter, I'm helping her." He pulled her away from me, "you can't, we've already lost potter, if we lose her too than he's going to be very angry." He then turned to stare at me, "you do realize you just killed a man." I scoffed, "you do realize how many people that man has killed, and that Voldemort's going to kill me, are you really okay with that?" My father looked away not answering, "take her wand." Draco stepped forward, and before he got to me I closed my eyes and apparated praying I did it quickly enough.

When I stood up I was in an unfamiliar place all by myself with nothing but my wand. I collapsed down onto the ground sobbing into my hands. My body was aching from being tortured, my arm was stinging and my heart hurt. I looked up at the sky, "I killed him Sirius, like you said you were going to. Like I told Harry we would, but I don't feel better, I feel awful, like I'm one one of them." It felt good to let everything out, after holding back my feelings and my sadness. I lay back closing my eyes, taking deep breaths and wiping more tears. 

Eventually I pushed myself up looking around I was on rocks that were surrounded by water. It was beautiful, there wasn't a sign that anyone had been here for years. I found stray rocks building a little shelter for myself. I needed to get stronger before I could try and move again, I would only hurt myself more if I tried now. I pressed my back against the wall of rocks and sighed, looking down at my arm, and the new fresh scar. Draco didn't try to help me, neither did my father, I was angry, and I wanted to get better soon because I was ready to fight.

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