The Better Chaser; James Potter

Chapter 27- Compromised

After that day things seemed to be going normal, but little did I know that soon my whole life would basically fall apart. It was mainly my fault, but the circumstances did not help. It was a week since that night with Mark and was now mid August. There was one day when I got back home from grabbing a cup of coffee from a local coffee shop when I sensed something off. I don't know what it was but I just had a gut feeling. I took my wand out of it's usual place in my boot and slid it up my sleeve for quicker access. I walked slowly into the drawing room and there stood a sight I never thought I'd see. Voldemort was standing in my drawing room looking pissed, and next to him were the Blacks. All three of them including Regulus. But that wasn't all, I looked on the ground near Voldemort and saw that Mark was bound and gagged and was lying on the floor. His eyes were wide open with a mixture of fear and concern. When I saw this I showed no emotion at all, even though my mind was exploding with a million thoughts,

"Ah Reigna Watson, how kind of you to finally join us," Voldemort said in his chilling voice, "Regulus here had informed his parents, and me about you knowing this foreign blood traitor who works for the order. And before you think you can fool me again, I looked into his mind and saw everything," He continued, "I'm curious as to how you have been deceiving me this long, but rest assured I never make the same mistake twice," He added,

"What do you want," I asked in a cold voice,

"Leave us," He said to the Blacks, and they apparated away. Not before I looked at Regulus with the worst death stare I could muster.

"What a pity, we could have done great things together Reigna. I could have made you more powerful than you could imagine, but instead you chose the weak side," He said menacingly, "Crucio," he said pointing his wand at Mark. Mark started squirming on the ground and horrible screams escaped his lips,

"STOP IT!" I yelled at Voldemort, "It's me you want, and we both know that," 

"Very well then," He said as he stopped cursing Mark. He waved his hand at Mark and he flew backwards and banged his head on the fireplace knocking him out cold. 

"NO!" I said as I tried to rush to Mark. I only made it a few steps before Voldemort cursed me. Before I knew it I looked down and a huge gash was made across my stomach. I dropped to the ground as I started bleeding out, 

"Crucio," I heard him say, as he casted the torture curse on me this time. I could not move, every muscle and bone in my body felt like it was breaking over and over again. I felt the blood slowly leave my body and pool on the ground in front of me. 

This is it, I thought

This is how I die,

I'm weirdly fine with it

This made me smile which only angered Voldemort more. As I was about to give up I turned my head around and saw Mark's lifeless body against the fireplace,

THE FIREPLACE

HOLY SHIT THE FIREPLACE

I MAY BE READY TO DIE BUT I AM NOT LETTING MARK DIE WITH ME, I thought

I grabbed my wand shakily and mustered all my strength and a memory came to me. I never thought to use this memory. I decided to try it anyways, I had nothing to lose,

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" I yelled with all my might, pointing my wand at Voldemort. A full sized dragon shot out of my wand and it looked beautiful. I had no time to admire it though, I took Voldemort's distraction as my Patronus attacked him as my cue to crawl over to Mark, and drag him into the fireplace with me. I grabbed some floo powder before going to the first place I thought of, "Effie and Monty's house," I whispered. I had grown quite close to the two over the summer and they acted like the parents I never had. Effie was a healer so I knew we would be in good hands. Besides she said if I ever needed anything I should come to her. And honestly, I had no where else to go. I heard Voldemort yell in anger as I felt the flames engulf me and Mark and I tumbled straight out the Potter's fireplace and landing in their living room. Mark landed on top of me which made my wound burn in pain. Unfortunately Potter, Sirius, and Remus were the ones in the living room. Remus and Sirius were yelling at each other and Potter was the only one who saw us. He ran towards the floor where we landed,