Chasing the tesseract

Chapter 39

Heart hammering in my chest, I take a shaky breath as my eyes remain fixed on Voldemort. Light bounces off his bald head as he makes his way across the floor and into the centre of the room, four or five foot from where me and the team stand. I look away, closing my eyes as I swallow my fear down and taking a step backwards only to hit the hard chest of a death eater behind me. We're surrounded. We have no way out. We're gonna die.

"Who's the guy with no nose?" asks Thor, his voice hushed as he glances at my terror-stricken face. As I open my eyes again, I take another deep breath, this time pushing my emotions down until I am able to look up, staring Voldemort straight in the eye and, much to my surprise smiling at him.

"The dark lord himself." I announce, a rather posh English accent tugging at my voice, one I picked up back when I was in Britain a few years back.

"He doesn't look very powerful to me." mumbles Stephen as he squints his eyes in the darkness of the room to make out the dark lords shape. Long black robes cling to his body, dragging along the floor as his bare feet collide with the cold floor. A devilish glint shines in his eyes as a smirk is plastered on his face that immediately drops as he takes in what Stephen just said.

"I'm standing right here!" he snaps as his voice echoes throughout the whole room which falls silent almost instantly. Behind me, Peter flinches slightly, his spidy senses kicking in just as we both notice the strange buzz in the air. Somethings going to happen. Something bad.

Turning to face Voldemort, I narrow my eyes, my brows drawing together as forming a frown line between them. "Who told you I was here?" I mumble, my voice low as I take deep breaths in and attempt to push down my rage.

"Who do you think?" announces a voice from the far corner of the room, whoever it is hidden by the thickness of the shadows. As his heels clock against the floor, the man shuffles forwards slightly, edging into the light as the cloak of shadows in pulled from him revealing bright blonde hair falling onto his shoulders which are covered by dark robes.

"Lucius Malfoy." I hiss coldly as my face drops, every muscle in my face clenching tighter than before. My breathing quickens. Fury races through my body. My hands begin to glow a bright white light.

Noticing my rage, Lucius steps closer to me, a smirk plastered on his face, and pouts like a child. "Did you miss me?" he chuckles as I step forwards, longing for him only to be pulled back by Stephens firm grasp.

"Hey. Hey." he warms me, looking me in the eyes as I fight against his grip on me. After what Lucius did to me I have a good mind to tear his heart from his chest right here right now. "Abi stop." Stephen hisses again as I continue to fight against him, Lucian's amused chuckle infuriating me further. "Calm down and we can work this out."

Placing both his hands on my shoulders, Stephen looks me in the eyes, his grip remaining strong as I continue to fight against him. Rolling his eyes, Stephen places his left hand against my chest, right over my heart as he raises his eyebrows at me. What on earth is he doing? Slightly distracted by Stephens strange actions, I relax a bit, the glow around my hands dimming but still shining throughout the room.

"You know in here it's not right. So do I." Stephen whispers, his eyes diving into mine as I stop fighting him, instead standing up straight and looking down to the ground as the glow finally disappears. Why did I do that? Ugh I'm so stupid showing them what little control I have over my emotions like that. Now they know how to get to me.

"How many more of you can I expect to pop up out of nowhere and cause Abi to go psycho?" Tony asks as he steps to my side. Releasing his grip on me, Stephen steps to my side, slightly in front of me as he stretches his hand out by his side. Looking up from it in an attempt to draw away any unwanted eyes from us, I lace my hand in Stephens as he grips mine tightly and shuffles even closer to me in an attempt to hide our interlaced hands from sight.