She Is Alive ~ V | d.m.

33. The End Is Near

I had decided on laying low, and, I was aware of everything.

Hermione and I were still linked and as for Riddle, I was tracking him. The Trio had soon found themselves at Gringotts and Shell Cottage but they currently heading towards, Godric's Hollow.

As for Riddle, he was gathering help, he was forming an army.

And today was the day, I confront him. So I did.

Apparating myself from the manor wasn't hard, and when I landed, I was in yet another forest. There was snow and soon enough I walked down the path, finding him alone as he chuckled lightly.

"Scarlett Grindelwald. It's been quite a while. How have you been?"

I sneered and marched up to him, "You have no right. How could you? What are you trying to do? Forcing Draco to marry someone he doesn't want to, killing my uncle, turning on me. You gave me your word! What's next? World domination?! You are a monster."

"Naive little girl."

I stood firm as my face fell stone cold, "I am not naive."

"Oh, but you are."

Without hesitation, I shot a curse at him to which he deflected as I only threw more his way.

He pulled out his wand as I did and at the sight of my wand, he faltered but stood his ground as he faced me.

"You have made yourself the monster you are."

"No!" I let out a yell before throwing another curse at him.

Spells and curses were thrown back and forth and soon enough, I swiftly tucked my wand away. I focused and channeled my magic. But before I could do anything, he summoned a ring of fire around me, to which I laughed in his face, until I heard the unforgettable spell.

"Protega Diabolica!"

I froze, as the flames grew.

"You are no match, little girl. Enjoy your last day. After all, you love living for the greater good."

"No, no, no. NO! YOU COME BACK HERE!" I ran to the edge of the fire as I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice cracking just at the end.

But he was gone. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't put the fire out, it was too late and I was losing control.

"No, no..."

I fell to my knees on the soft snow as tears were starting to brim in my eyes, I held my arms out as I let out a cry for help.

My magic was useless. The more I tried to stop the fire, the bigger it became and the more violent it grew. The fire was growing restless and maintained its fiery hue as I stood amidst the chaos.

I tried to concentrate, but the noise was too much. I took a deep breath and focused, standing up. I closed my eyes and tried to find my core. Opening my eyes, I noticed that the veins I had worked so hard to cover reappeared, only they matched the colors of the flame.

Connecting to my core only made matters worse as the fire was beginning to grow over me, soon enough I was surrounded, there was nowhere to go. I was trapped in a dome of fire, and no matter how hard I tried to find the source of my power, it only got worse.

I tried to fight fire with fire and I tried to distinguish the flame with water, but nothing was working. Before I could do anymore, the fiery wyverns appeared as they do when summoned.

The dragon-like figures were trapped in the dome as much as I was, but they were trapped with me. As they flew around growing angry, they took their fair share of shots at me as I defended myself, as much as I could.

My magic was beginning to consume me, and the last thing I remembered was the only ones who were ever there for me, Esmeree and Draco. The only people running through my mind.

Losing my balance and misplacing my steps, I took a fall to my side as I shivered from the temperatures of bitterly cold snow. I was struggling to handle the warmth of the fire as I rolled to my back, unable to move as I laid my arms over my stomach and chest.

If anyone were to meet my eyes, they would see the fear that I felt, the anger, and the pain.

Then all I remembered was the loss I felt, before falling into oblivion.