Chasing Shadows || Draco Malfoy x OC

Year 5- Ch. 150

A/N: long next couple of chapters ahead, (2500/3000words and up) Enjoy!

As they slowly turned around, they saw dark hooded figures appear out of thin air around them, pointing their lit wands at them and blocking either side of their pathway.

"To me, Potter," the voice of Lucious Malfoy said again, coming from the figure in the front.

"Where's Sirius?" Harry said.

The Death Eaters surrounded them began to laugh loudly, two in particular caught Céline's attention; one was an obnoxious loud cackle from a female voice, while the other one was more frightening to her. It was a laugh that she had heard all her life, unfortunately for her never laughter in a good way. Her eyes darted around, trying to pin point where it came from.

"Where is Sirius?" He asked again.

The harsh female voice spoke this time, "The Dark Lord always knows!"

"Always," said Lucius softly, "now give me the prophecy, Potter."

"I want to know where he is." Harry commanded.

"'I want to know where he is.'" The female repeated in a mocking tone. The others laughing again. They all closed in a bit more around them, now only standing a few feet away from them.

"Where is Sirius?" He asked again,

"The wittle baby woke up fwightened and fort what it dweamed was twoo." The female mocked in a baby tone, making them all laugh again loudly.

Ron stirred next to Céline and Harry seemed to have noticed, "don't do anything, yet..." Harry whispered.

The woman let out a scream of laughter, causing Céline to flinch slightly, "you hear him? You hear him? Giving commands to the other children as if he were to fight us!"

"You don't know Potter, like I do, Bellatrix." Lucius said. Neville paled at the name. "The Dark Lord knows he has a thing for heroics; now give me the prophecy, then."

"I know he's here." Harry said strained, "I know you've got him."

"It's time you learned the difference between what's real and a dream, Potter." Lucius said coolly. "Now give me the prophecy."

"Right, go on then." Harry said, raising his wand at the ready and when doing so, Céline, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna did the same.

But the Death Eaters did not move.

"Hand over the prophecy and no one will get hurt." Lucius said calmly.

It was Harry's turn to laugh, "right, I give you— the prophecy is it, and you'll just skip on home, will you?"

The words barely came out of his mouth when Bellatrix yelled, "Accio proph—"

"Protego!" Said Harry quickly, like he was waiting for her to do something. The orb almost slipped out of his hand, but he was able to hold onto it.

"Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter." Said the woman, you almost hear the wicked smiled on her lips, hiding beneath her hooded robe. "Very well, then—"

"I TOLD YOU NO!" Commanded Lucius to Bellatrix. "If you smash it—"

"You need more persuasion?" Said Bellatrix, as she stood forward, removing the hood they she had been wearing, revealing a hollowed cheek, mad black eyes, and an evil grin. "Very well," she pointed to Céline, and looked at the hooded figure next to her, "take the girl. Let him watch while we torture her. I'll do it."