She's A Fake ~ IV | d.m.

33. Ducking Spells

We ducked as a spell came flying our way.

"Scarlett! Are you okay?"

"I'm good! Just focus on getting us there!" I yelled back at George as I held my hands at my sides.

I focused as much as I could and calmed the skies around us, clearing the clouds. Now all that was seen was the sight of spells and curses flying back and forth.

Up ahead, I spotted who I wished not to see, Draco.

I shook my head leaning forward as I blocked spells coming from left and right.

That's when Draco and Snape came for us.

"George! Fly faster!"

Upon hearing my words, Draco looked at me confused, before his eyes became clouded -- controlled. He was one of them and I could tell he may have been hurt. But I needed to focus on my task.

"Expelliarmus!"

I snapped my head to the sound only to see the real Harry with Hagrid only now all the other Death Eaters were flying towards him too.

I thought for a moment and understood, "George! You need to use expelliarmus! Now!"

"What- why?"

"Because that's the only spell Harry uses, they know it's him, we need to confuse them!"

"Right then. Expelliarmus!"

George cast the spell knocking one of the Death Eaters back as many others then turned to us.

"We need to fly in another direction!"

"I don't know how to steer this thing!"

I nodded before tugging on his shirt, "Hold on, I'm coming up!"

He nodded and sat still as I lowered myself under his arm as he grabbed my waist for stability. I crawled forward soon sitting in front of him as his warm breath fell down my neck.

He continued to cast spells making sure to use Harry's signature spell whilst I leaned forward. I placed both hands at the head of the Thestral, connecting to it.

Only seconds later, we took a sharp turn flying in the opposite direction than the rest, all while bringing majority of the Death Eaters with us.

I knew that if they saw one of us stray from the rest they may think it was the real one.

We flew over the field before flying over the bridge of the city.

I helped George send spells at the Death Eaters following. Then I was hit, by none other than Draco Malfoy.

I looked up as I was falling from the beautiful creature. George reached his arm out, trying to catch me but it was too late.

As I was about to hit the ground below me, the air turned black around me. But before I could apparate myself away, I was hit with an impact that felt safe and warm.

When I opened my eyes, I was met with his swirl-grey eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Draco, I need to get back to George!"

"Scar, explain what is going on!"

"I will when I can! But right now I need to get back to-"

"Sectumsempra!" I looked up to see Snape, my godfather, cast the spell as I sat up in Draco's arms.

"NO!" I shouted as I watched the spell just barely hit George. George fell back just barely holding on and I shook my head annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Draco. I have to go," I whispered in his ear before I apparated back onto the Thestral.