Clarissa Snape [incomplete]

nineteen

—The Prophecy—

I have no idea why but Stressed Out set the perfect mood for this chapter.

"The boy will go to the Department of Mysteries and he will find the prophecy it's up to you to get it," said the Dark Lord.

I was Alexander and we, the death eaters, sat at a long table in Malfoy Manor, waiting. My dad was the only one who is missing but the Dark Lord supposedly instructed him to. Why? I have no clue whatsoever.

"He has it," said the Dark Lord., opening his recently closed eyes.

 "Bella, Alexander, Lucius you will find the boy and the rest of you get the others."

We all stood and left quickly before flying to the Ministry of Magic and into the Department of Mysteries.

Lucius, Bella, and I watched Harry from afar. Every death eaters face was covered by our unique masks and while we were flying above the group of Gryffindors and a Ravenclaw the rest stood to the side, ready to strike.

Bella told me to stay back while she and Lucius started off and that she would signal me out. I was about to protest but she gave me death glare so naturally I listened and watched. Wouldn't want to get on her bad side. I could barely make out what they were saying but I knew it was my cue when Bella hissed, "Issa!"

With her being Bellatrix, everyone thought she was doing her natural hissing sound but I could hear my name somewhere (over the rainbow) in there. I dissolved into black mist and traveled so I was directly in front of Harry. I could feel the polyjuice potion start to wear off, great, so I was lucky Alexander and I were the same short height of five foot, three inches because the rest of my body was hidden underneath my death eater clothing.

"You've waited so long," I said trying to deepen my voice a bit, "Why wait any longer?"

He looked at me dead in the eye and said, "I have waited fifteen years."

"Oh I know," I said looking down at the glowing prophecy.

"I guess I can wait a little longer. Now!"

Shit.

I dissolved as he tried to shoot a spell at me and I landed behind him before taking his wrist and him spinning around.

"Ignorant half-blood," I insulted, also insulting myself but he didn't know that.

"Don't you know that Voldemort is half-blood? His father was a Muggle."

I yelled angrily, about to rip his head off, metaphorically (I'm not that strong), and he shouted, "Stupefy!" and I flew backwards.

I groaned and stood to see no one in the same area. Damn. That would have been nice. I groaned and flew off, spotting the death eaters that were chasing Ron and Hermione before joining to them. The two were shooting spells but missed every time so I shot one at Hermione, immobilizing her. The three of us, the other death eaters and myself, surrounded them. Ron was frantically trying to undo the spell and shoot us with jinxes at the same time.

I held out a hand to stop the other two and moved to Ron more.

"G-get away!" he shouted, read sparks shooting from his want that I quite easily blocked.

I shook my head and said, "Tsk, tsk, Ron. Never run. You won't get away."

"Who a-are you and how do you know m-my name?"

I smirked behind my mask, "We go to school together." I then looked to the other two death eaters and said, "Take them," and took off to find Bella.

It took me forever to find them and when I did they were in another room (where it happens). All of Harry's followers, including Ron and Hermione, were looking at all the balls of black mist flying around. I joined them and we all landed and started dueling. Quick enough we, the death eaters, all had a student in our clutches and a wand to their neck.

I had Ron in my arms and I was genuinely surprised that I was stronger than him.

That or he was probably shitting his pants. He was kneeling since he was taller and I had him by the hair while the tip of my wind was wedged between his neck and shoulder blade. He was struggling so I pulled his hair harder and bound his hands with a charm.

"Give me the prophecy," Lucy said, holding out his hand. All of a sudden, out of nowhere the Order of the Phoenix came barging in and all hell broke loose.

People were dueling left and right and I managed to snag Sirius Black. He looked at me with a great determination and I tried my best to match it without laughing. I gripped my dark brown wand and got into my fighting stance. Legs shoulder width apart and a mind full of dangerous spells.

We were throwing and blocking spells to and from one another in front of an arch with a veil. I tried to get Sectumsempra and the Crutiatus Curse in but he kept blocking my spells skillfully. When I failed around the eleventh time, I went for the big guns and managed the words, "Avada Kedavra." 

I laughed when Sirius' body fell through the veil as Harry watched. His face was so heartbroken it was hilarious. 

Awe, poor baby potter, I cry over the family that I don't know well at all. Shut up, callate.

But then karma came to bite me in the ass as Harry knocked me out with some spell.

—

I gasped and my eyes shot open. I looked to see a white ceiling and a head of white-blonde hair out of the corner of my eye.

"Where am I?" I asked, sitting up only to feel worse.

"My house," said Draco. Well diddily darn.

"My dad—" I started but was rudely cut off.

"He doesn't know. Calm your tits." I glared at him and looked down at my clothes. I was in a green T-shirt and grey sweats, the clothing of the certain him. 

"What happened?" I asked stretching and rubbing my eyes.

"You killed Sirius and then Potter hit you with a jinx that made you pass out."

"...Oh..."

"And then a bunch of stuff happened I guess. My dad didn't tell me much." Nice to know who I can rely on these days, ya know?

"Great. Did they get the prophecy?"

"The what?"

"The— never mind," I said, getting out of his bed. I pulled my hair up into the messiest bun in the universe and heard my stomach rumble.

"Do you have food?"

He gave me a' no shit' look and called his house elf and told them to make me a sandwich and a glass of water.

He didn't even ask what I wanted.

I sighed and Draco and I walked into the living room where Lucius and Narcissa sat talking while the two of us attempted to squish on an armchair. Draco basically ended up sitting on one of my thighs.

"Clarissa, darling," said Narcissa, "After lunch you should return to Hogwarts. Your father will be looking for you."

Oh, right. Him.

"All right, thank you, I will."

Dobby came in a couple minutes later with a ham and cheese sandwich and glass of water and handed them to me.

"Thank you," I said. He looked startled but smiled before disapparating.

this chapter is a mESS. It also probably contains a lot of mistakes but hey. Editing is boring af.