EVERYONE SCREAMS AS YOU PLUMMET TOWARDS THE GROUND, YOU HOLDING YOUR CHEEKS IN TERROR AND SQUEEZING YOUR EYES SHUT.
moments before you hit the ground, however, you're stunted, hanging only centimeters above the ground.
you peek your eyes open only to be met with the cold, hard ground as you 'oomph!'.
"department of mysteries. they got that bit right, didn't they?'
your lips in a slight frown, you stand, observing your surroundings. you were all in a large dome-like room with big arch in the middle, on the inside a sort of swaying white glow that was oddly tempting and suspiciously beautiful.
"the voices" harry says, "can you tell what they're saying?"
you furrow your eyebrows slightly, glancing at harry.
hermione looks at both you and ron, "there aren't any voices, harry. let's get out of here" she says.
"i hear them too" luna says.
you purse your lips nervously, fiddling with your fingers.
"harry, it's just an empty archway"
harry and luna all advance towards it slightly.
"guys" you call nervously
"get behind me!" harry shouts as voices are heard from where you all previously fell from, everyone gasping and grabbing at their wands.
you hold yours firm, eyes darting around as gushes of air shoot around you, the death eater's shadows surrounding you all as you stumble on your feet, feeling hands suddenly grappling at you.
in a moment the smoke was gone and you were in the strong arms of a death eater, hot breath fanning your neck as you stiffen in fear.
all around you, your friends were in the arms of death eaters, hair being tugged painfully and wands pointed to necks.
the man behind you had his wand in his free hand, pointed in your direction. his arms were large and strong and pressed enough against your throat to make your breathing strained as your lip trembles nervously.
"i recognise you"
the man's voice is a low rumble and you stiffen further, daring a short glance back as your breath catches.
you recognise him, too.
the same man who had hit you with the crucio curse. the 'leader' of that group of death eaters — he had prevented the first mans creepy advances, but then hit you with that terrible curse so many times your mind had gone rampant.
