Y/N Lastrange

The battle of the seven potters 

Y/N's POV
    I was standing at the front door of MALFOY Manor with Mom and the dark lord. The dark Lord had given me the dark mark a couple of weeks ago. I hated having that thing branded on my skin, but my mom had it, so I could share my feelings with her. my dad was blurring at me for no reason, as if he thought that me becoming a death eater was a dishonor to our family or something weird like that. Mom glared back at Dad. She must've felt the exact same as I did, like dad was behaving like old grouchy grouch.

Bellatrix's POV
    I was flying on a broom, Y/N clutching onto my back for dear life. Rudolph, this was beside us. We were right beside Ron, Weasley, and Nymphadora Tonks. Suddenly, that blasted Weasley shot a curse at Rodolphus and I. It hit Rodolphus. He looked injured. Y/N glared at Weasley. Dad almost came along, but luckily, the dark Lord stopped that from happening. It would've been so weird if Dad had been along on this mission. He's a great fighter and all, but not in the air. I was shooting curses left and right, so was Y/N. No, you're probably asking, how do I know it was Ron Weasley. There seem to be seven different Harry Potter's, so how could I have seen Ron Weasley in the pack. I can read mines, so I knew it was Ron Weasley. I know a Weasley thought process.

Y/N's POV
    I was shooting curses left and right, especially at that stupid Weasley boy. Suddenly, I saw George Weasley's ear cursed off by Snape. I didn't like Snape much, but I was happy that he got a Weasley. They deserve to be cursed, filthy little blood traitors. I felt mom jerk a bit, probably trying to get a better aim. But that wasn't good for me. I felt myself sliding off the broom. But before I could try to get a better grip, however, I felt myself falling off of the broom. I was hurling fast towards the ground, I was scared. Then, I crashed to the ground, and my memory went blank for a second.

Bellatrix's POV
    'No no no no no no no no! Y/N, Y/N Bellatrix Lastrange!' I was screaming at the top of my voice. I wanted the battle to end, to cease, to stop. Y/N just fell off of my broom. She/he was probably very injured, or unconscious, or, dead. I started crying and screaming uncontrollably. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Signous. 'Trixy,' he whispered. I'm moaned a little, unable to speak due to all of my sobbing and screaming. 'Trixy darling, calm down. We'll find Y/N, don't worry, my dear. It'll be all right, I promise.'

A/N i'm so sorry I took so long to write this part. I love this part. What a change in Mr. grouch am I right? Tell me in the comments what you think about this little change in Mr. grouch. I think you know who Mr. grouch is. If you don't, just ask, I'll tell you. As always comments, comments comments. I love you guys. See you guys later.
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