Year Seven: The Deathly Hallows Pt 2 pt 6

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(Harry's POV)

*Alexa and I looked around the room to find the diadem. Both high and low.*

Harry: Anything?

Alexa: No. Still nothing.

*I sighed in frustration. It had to be here somewhere.*

(Ron's POV)

[Few Minutes Earlier]

*Hermione and I were looking on the Merauders Map and I looked everywhere for Harry's footprints.*

Ron: Bloody hell. We'll never find him on this.

*Hermione then tapped her finger on the map.*

Hermione: There he is, just there. Alexa's with him.

Ron: Brilliant.

*Just then, both he and Alexa disappeared.*

Hermione: They just vanished. Just now. I saw it.

*Just then, a thought came to my mind.*

Ron: Maybe they've gone to the Room of Requirement. It doesn't show up on the map, does it? You said that last year.

Hermione: That's right, I did.

Ron: Let's go.

Hermione: Brilliant!

(Harry's POV)

*After a few minutes of searching, I felt like I had given up. Just then, I heard whispers. I turned my head to follow them until they got louder. It was coming from a box behind Alexa. It had to be.*

Harry: Alexa. In there.

*She turned around and opened the box. There it was. The Lost Diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw. I walked over and picked it up to examine it until...*

Malfoy: Well, well...

*Both Alexa and I turned to see Draco with Goyle and Zabini. They aimed their wands at us.*

Malfoy: What brings you and Freak Two here, Potter?

Alexa: We could ask you the same, dickhead.

Malfoy: Your brother has something that's mine. I'd like it back.

Harry: What's wrong with the one you have?

Malfoy: It's my mother's. It's powerful, but it's...not the same. Doesn't quite understand me. You know what I mean?

Alexa: I think pretty much everyone and everything doesn't quite understand how you can be a backstabbing bastard.

Goyle: Quiet.

Malfoy: No, it's alright, Goyle. She can express herself. Anything she can say or do won't break me.

Harry: Why didn't you tell her?

*That got everyone to look at me.*

Harry: Bellatrix.

*Even Alexa was confused.*

Alexa: Harry, what are you talking about?

Harry: He knew it was me. He just didn't say anything.

*I could see Draco lowering his wand in shock and feeling a bit of regret. Goyle then leaned in.**

Goyle: Come on, Draco! Don't be a prat. Do 'em!

*Alexa's eyes turned red and she stepped in front of me. She then began to do her Scarlet Witch magic. She began speaking in the accent.*

Scarlet Witch: You want Harry Potter, you go through me, first.

Malfoy: Easy.

*Just before Scarlet Witch could do anything...*

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