Ginny's Story

Chapter 13 Revolt

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Chapter 13 Revolt

Amycus Carrow paced at the front of the classroom; breathing heavily as if warning the class he was not to be messed with.

“Quiet!” he snapped as somebody shifted in their seats, making a nearly inaudible sound. Everybody froze in fear. “This lesson we will be focussing on one spell in particular. Anybody guess what this spell might be?”

The breath caught in my throat turned icy. I thought I knew what the spell was, but I was too afraid to voice my suspicions.

“Nobody?” Amycus rolled his eyes. “The answer is the Cruciatis curse.”

I heard Neville moan quietly from beside me. As McGonagall had said in the hospital wing, the classes had been mixed. I was quite relieved at this because I could have both Neville and Luna, my best friends, in class with me. I could make sure neither of them got hurt.

Amycus stopped pacing and faced us, twirling his gnarled wand in his stubby hands.

“To fulfil the spell successfully, you have to feel it,” Amycus continued. “You have to mean it. Get in a group of three. One person will be doing the spell, another receiving and the other has to make sure the receiver doesn’t fall to the ground. Get moving.”

Neville, Luna and I instantly gravitated together and upon seeing Neville’s ghostly white face, I shook my head.

“I’m not going to do this,” I announced adamantly.  “I refuse to do it!”

Neville looked slightly relieved as I gave his arm a squeeze.

“We have to stand up to them,” Luna said, her voice less dreamy than usual and a lot stronger. “We have to start up DA again, tonight.”

The first scream of agony filled the room. It was from Lavender Brown, who was in a group with Crabbe and Goyle. Parvati rushed up to her and hugged her.

“Your so horrible!” Parvati screamed at Crabbe who was still holding his wand at Lavender, causing her to writhe. Goyle’s face split into a malicious smile.

“Sir!” Goyle grunted, calling Amycus over. “Patil is interseeping our practise!”

“The word is ‘intercepting’,” Parvati interrupted bravely, rolling her eyes. I held my breath, anticipating Amycus’s reaction.

“Patil, detention!” Amycus shouted. He then turned to the rest of the class. “If any of you,” he said dangerously, “do anything disrespectful, expect something much worse than a detention. Class dismissed.”

Neville, who had already packed up, grabbed my books from the table and tugged me out of class.

“I hate him,” Neville spat with a look filled with so much hatred it could burn a forest down. I understood why he was so passionate about it; that spell was the reason Neville’s parents had lost their minds.

“Like I said, we have to do something!” Luna said. She thrust her hand into her robes and pulled out a single galleon. “DA galleons!”

“Brilliant, Luna!” I exclaimed, pulling my own out. “We should set a time and see who notices.” I began fiddling with the coin until I set the time at seven o’clock that night. “Let’s hope for the best!”

Night came quickly and at a quarter to seven, Neville and I rushed out of the common room to the Room of Requirement. Luna drifted through the door a few minutes later.