Scars 🗝 F. W.

28. The Final Trial

She blinked to make sure she wasn't tricking herself.

That she wasn't seeing things to distract her from the fact Lucius Malfoy was in one of those cages.

But it was real.

She felt everything in her mind swipe as she looked down at Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott all in their own cages.

Everything suddenly swiped clean every part of her that was scared to see people from that night disappeared, her friends where standing in cages in front of her.

She turned to Hermione she had an expression of horror on her face, this is why they were no where to be found they were probably here the whole time locked up somewhere.

She found herself standing up and slamming her hands on the railing. She looked down at them Theo had a purple bruise over his sharp jawline and a distant gaze, Pansy was holding her arm and had pure hatred swimming in her eyes, Blaise had a swollen lip and looked in shock and Draco had a slice across his pale cheekbone and leaned against the cage with his arms crossed over his chest.

This was her fault somehow, she felt it was and she was going to get them out of this.

"Do you have any information before we start Miss Swallow?" Ogden said looking down at her.

Her hands twisted around the railing, she definitely had something to say.

"Excuse me but why are there students here?" she beckoned herself to stay calm.

There was a mumbling around the crowd and the four of them stared up towards her, she had to get them out.

"Well Miss Swallow they are sus-

"How are they suspects? They are barley even adults they are still going to school for goodness sake! I can assure you that none of those four are going around killing people and trying to kill me, I was alone with them for a week under the Ministries orders to send me back to Hogwarts I would be dead by now if it was any of them-

"Please take a seat"

"And look at the way they are being treated they've been beaten up by you guards, your beating up Students!" she clutched the pole she was getting angry that was really and understatement really, she just had to make sure she didn't start cursing then she would be in for it.

"Miss Swallow take a seat"

"No, I will n-

"Take a seat or we will silence you until we need your information" he stared down at her and she made herself step back into her seat.

This was ridiculous.

So, fucking ridiculous.

Her hands where shaking with rage as she turned to Hermione, they looked at each other and they both knew that this was now much more than just finding this murderer this was about getting their friends out.

The trial started and they started pulling up dates of murders and locations of the suspects, she scanned the spectator's seats for McGonagall but stopped at a ginger head.

What the fuck was going on.

Why was Fred here? She didn't want to him to be in a single trial she was hesitant to even tell him she was going to be there and now he was here to watch her.

What was going on?

She studied him from across the room to make sure she wasn't seeing wrong that it was actually him, then he turned and caught her eyes he stared for a second then smiled, she frowned she didn't want him to be here he already knew almost everything.