A world Of Magic and Mystery

Chapter Twenty-Eight - The Beginung Of the Hunt

My feet collided with the ground. Dirt and rock. I was in the middle of a forest. My eyes closed. This was good. I looked around. Perfect. I was going to be hunted right now. From the death eaters to the order. I sighed. I kneeled. Reaching into my bag. I pulled it out. "How do I open you." I stared at it. Then. It hit me. I smirked. Perfect. Though I hated the man. I was nit stupid. I knew that he was smart. So. I poke in snake. Telling it to open. It did just that. It opened. I moved quickly. My sword going into the locket. It exploded in reply. A pained yell escaping it. I went flying. My back colliding with a tree. I yelped. My ears ringing. "Shit. That hurts." I slid down.

I walked. And walked. I sighed. I couldn't do this. Not now. So I'd just have to continue to travel. I felt so stupid. I'll do little revolutions. My eyes closed. And I sighed.

I sat atop a tree. A new outfit on. The other had been destroyed from running away from snatchers, death eaters, and werwolves. The new outfit was simple. Black. Long black pants with some bags and stripes in my leg. An armored shirt with a bag full of other important things. Like food and small weapons. On top was a crop top leather coat. Around my wrists metal plats. One flick of my wrist and blades would appear. Black healed small combat boots.

My bag on my hip as I stared at the list. It helped. The ability helped. The ability to look into others memories. Pacifically Voldemorts memories helped. I knew all his Horcruxs. Three destroyed. The book, ring, and locket. Five left. The goblet, diadem, Nagini, me, and Voldemort. I cussed. He's scared of me. He's closing his mind off from me. I bit my cheek and continued. I flipped off the branch. Landing softly on the ground. Not long after I heard a growl. My head whipped around. And I instantly cussed. My eyes going wide.

I ran. But something told me I wasn't going to be fast enough. For hot on my heals was a werewolf. Not any werewolf. But Grayback. I moved then cussed turning in my heal as it lunged. I slid as he sliced at me with his claws. But I missed the other paw slicing at me. I moved back but his claws dug into the back of my head. I moved back. It sliced my skin. The claws moved. The claws barely missing my right eye I mover back. His teeth digging into my right shoulder. And moved. My hand with a blade out moved up. Slicing him across the face. From his left lower jaw to just right above his right eye. He bellowed. I moved. Scaling up the tree. I jumped and flipped. Turing into a red tailed hawk. I looked back to see Fenrir Grayback looking around for me. I flew. The only thing giving me away was my eyes.

It was month two meaning it was now September my teeth gritted as I stared at the paper. I moved. I was not going to allow this to happen. But. I kept running into Death Eaters. I constantly saw them. Looking for me. I was staying at Grimmal place. I had came here the second after the attack from Grayback. I hadn't had anything to treat werewolf bits. And. To my despair. There wasn't any here as well. So. Now here I sit. In front of a fire. Drinking some warm hot chocolate with Kreature condoling me. I had shaved the right side of my head. From where my hair part was. Which was right above my right eye. Down. Giving me a half buzz cut. My red and black hair pulled back into a pony. My bangs covering my left eye. A white rise earring in both my ears. Black gloves on my hand. My sword at my hip. Black leggings with a red shot skirted dress with leather healed combat boots. A bow resting on my shoulder. With a quiver on my back. My hooded black cloak around my neck.

Kreature again appeared. Bringing me some food. I ate. Ivy was in my suit case. Hidden. My hand moved up. I accidentally touched the five claw marks on my fave. I winced. "Mistress. Time for your cream and potion." I looked at Kreature and smiled.  Moved. Took the potion then grabbed the cream. Going to the death room to put the cream on. I'd been spying on them for a long while. The scar covered the right side of my face. A small one under my right eyes. Then another next to it. This one reached the corner of my lip. Barely missing my eye. The third one reached my lips. Going across my lip. The fourth reacted the corner of the right side of my nose. The fourth and last one reached the bridge of my nose. I placed the cream on my cuts.

I moved. Getting everything I needed ready. That was. Until I heard the traps for Snape going off. I froze. Then there was Kreature's screeching.  "Mistress wants no visitors! Mistress wants no one hear! Leave Mistress be! Leave Mistresses home!" He continued to screech. My hands moved. Wrapping a cloth around my face. My wound again bleeding as the cream tried to clean it. Ordering the people here to leave. Then I heard it. A familiar voice.
"I knew she'd be here Mooney!" It was Sirius. I cussed.
"I know. That's why I came along." I moved. Holding my wand up. I moved. I pointed my wand at them. They instantly spoke. Confirming that I was here.
"Heather." I looked at the worried look of Sirius. "What. Who did it." He pointed to his face. My head looked away.
"How long have you been here."
"Since I ran into Grayback on the full moon." Was all I could say. Both looked at me. Remus moved. Rage filling his eyes.
"Did he get you!?" He grabbed my shoulders. I nodded a yes.
"Missed my eye. Barely. But he did me. I wasn't able to find anything to treat it in time. Got bit to. But I got him back. He's got a big old cut across his face."
"What are you planing."
"Not telling. Can't stay long. Won't be coming back here either. Sorry Kreature." He just nodded. Then something went off. I looked down. Then at them. "Gotta go. If something goes wrong you'll see me in the paper. If it goes wright. You'll still see me in the paper." I moved. And spun around. Aparating away. I ghored there yells of me to not go. The worry lacing both of their faces and voices.