"Well. Well. Well..." A sharp male voice began and Y/n's body went rigid. "Look who it is dearest..." He said turning his head to a smaller figure standing beside him. "Little Y/n...all grown up. A shame he has turned into such a blood traitor."
Y/n recognized the man who had just spoken as Ivan Grindelwald, his father.
The smaller figure raised her wand towards Y/n. "Cruico!" A female's voice cries out with disdain.
Y/n let out a painful cry as he fell to the ground twitching in agony.
"NO!" Hermione and the others gasped slightly raising their wands.
"Now, Now, that will be enough Priscilla." Lucius Malfoy said. "For now at least."
"No blood traitor who refuses the Dark Lord is a son of ours..." She said coldly releasing the spell. "Had I known he would turn out like this I would have drowned him as a baby."
Despite his hatred for his parents, these words stung Y/n sharply and he pushed himself up with Hermione helping him back to his feet, he could hear her sniffling slightly.
"Such a touching family reunion... Now, to me, Potter." repeated the drawling voice of Lucius Malfoy as he held out his hand, palm up.
Y/n grip on his wand tightened. They were trapped, and outnumbered two to one, worst of all these were not simple death eaters, if his parent and Malfoy were here then certainly there would be other powerful dark wizards amongst them.
"To me." said Malfoy to Harry yet again.
"Where's Sirius?" Harry said.
Several of the Death Eaters laughed, a harsh female voice from the midst of the shadowy figures to Harry's left said triumphantly. "The Dark Lord always knows!"
"Always." echoed Malfoy softly. "Now, give me the prophecy, Potter."
"I want to know where Sirius is!" Harry said.
"I want to know where Sirius is!" mimicked the woman to his left.
She and her fellow Death Eaters had closed in so that they were mere feet away from the others, the light from their wands dazzling Y/n's eyes.
"You've got him." said Harry. "He's here. I know he is."
"The little baby woke up fwightened and fort what it dweamed was twoo." said the woman in a horrible, mock baby voice. Y/n felt Ron stir beside him.
"Don't do anything." Harry muttered to Ron. "Not yet..."
The woman who had mimicked him let out a raucous scream of laughter. "You hear him? Giving instructions to the other children as though he thinks of fighting us!"
"Oh, you don't know Potter as I do, Bellatrix." said Malfoy softly. "He has a great weakness for heroics, the Dark Lord understands this about him. Now give me the prophecy, Potter."
"I know Sirius is here." said Harry. "I know you've got him!"
More of the Death Eaters laughed, though the woman laughed loudest of all.
"They do not have Sirius Harry...this was a trap..." Y/n said working it out now.
"Very good Grindelwald...It's time you learned the difference between life and dreams, Potter." said Malfoy. "Now give me the prophecy, or we start using wands."
"Go on, then." said Harry, raising his own wand to chest height.
But the Death Eaters did not strike.
"Hand over the prophecy and no one need get hurt." said Malfoy coolly.
It was Harry's turn to laugh. "Yeah, right!" he said. "I give you this...prophecy, is it? And you'll just let us skip off home, will you?"
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Grindelwald's Burden (Books 1-7)
FanfictionY/n Grindelwald is boy born into a powerful but feared wizarding family. At the age of 11 he has received his invitation to learn magic at the famous Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What awaits this boy in his seven school years? Uncerem...
