Chapter Twenty Six: Black Out- 1996
"He should be right here... just over there somewhere." Harry breathes heavily with nerves, leading the group down the dark hallway.
Camila looks left and right, having a bad feeling about this place. She gets distracted however, when she sees her name on one of the glowing balls. Silently, she steps away from the group, which was easy because she was in the back.
Camila stares at the swirling blue light trapped in the glass, the light reflecting in her eyes. She moves her focus to the tag again that reads The Dark Lard, Camila Goldstein...A Battle between blood lines.
She gulps nervously and slowly curls her fingers around the cold glass. She waits for something to happen, but nothing.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Kate whispers, coming up behind her. Camila jumps and nearly drops the glass ball.
"Jesus fucking shit, Cuppy." Camila swears.
"Oh look at that, it has your name on it." Kate says curiously.
"Yeah, hey why did you leave the others?"
"I noticed you were missing, Harry got to row ninety seven, but Sirius isn't there."
In that instant, the two Gryffindor's heard swooping noises. They peaked their heads out from the row they were in to see their friends surrounding by Death Eaters.
Fuck." Camila growls. She holds Kate's wrist to keep her in place. "We'll stay here, we can sneak attack if we need to."
"Ver nice Potter, now turn around and give it to me." Lucius Malfoy speaks to the boy.
"He's got one too?" Camila asks quietly. Kate shrugs.
"Give me the prophecy." Lucius says again, sounding more firm this time with his hand out stretched. The group of teenagers all gulp nervously, realizing they were outnumbered at least two to one.
"Where's Sirius?" Harry asks angrily. A loud, shrilling cackle was heard from a crazed looking woman next to Lucius. Harry repeats his question again.
"Where's Sirius?" The same woman mocks him.
"Who could that be?" Kate asks.
Camila squints her eyes, knowing the face from somewhere. 'Wait, that must be.. oh what's her name.... Bellatrix?"
"Oh yeah." Kate whispers back.
"Owyn and Neville kinda look like they want to pass out..." Camila observes, still speaking quietly.
"Yeah, I wouldn't mind passing out right now." Kate sighs.
"WHERE IS SIRIUS!" Harry shouts now.
"You really need to start knowing what is real and fake." Lucius chuckles. "Now I'll ask again..."
"Oh this is stupid! Accio proph-"
"Protego." Harry casts, managing to keep the glass ball in his hand.
"Oh, bitty baby Potter knows how to play!" Bellatrix cackles. "Fine, if you don't want to hand over the prophecy willingly, maybe you will be more compliant when you have to watch your little girl friends be tortured."Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville close in around Ginny, Luna, Owyn and Ramisa now.
The Death Eaters and Harry keep on talking. "I think we could smash some shelves to cause a distraction so the others have time to run." Kate suggests.
"Not a bad idea, Cup." Camila nods. "You aim left, I'll aim right. One a count of three... one, two three."
The girls spring out from the aisle and pain their wands up. "REDUCTO!" They shout in unison. "RUN!" Camila shouts.
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The Little Lion: Vol 2 "Order of the Pheonix"
FanfictionBook 2 of the Hermione series. Camila and Hermione are confronted by feelings too hard to ignore. It seems like everytime things are going their way, another obsticle arises. Plus, the administration at Hogwarts will be difficult to face.