A lady with a knife

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Minny
It felt as though it wasn't going to end. Finally, I saw the door slowly creep open silently behind the man. I saw a glimpse of Xara's blonde hair and a silver knife behind her back. The next moment let buying a blur. Xara sneaked through the door one moment, and the next the man was on the floor. Dead.
Even though the curse was gone, I was still in pain.
Xara went over to the man, lifted off his hood, threw back over his face, answer to kicking, punching, whatever else she could to hurt him, even though he was already dead.
"W-wh-who i-is i-i-it?" I stutter, hardly forming the words.
"Just who I thought," Xara's words are slowly making sense.
"Wh-wh-"
"Shh. Calm down. Save your breath. Here. Relax," she tells me, as I am levitated over to my bed. It. Is. Just. So. Soft.
"It's Samantha Tonks, but you might know her better as Bellatrix Lestrange," Xara explains. Then I remember.
"B-but M-moll-ly k-ki-kills her n-n-next-t year-r," I managed to get out.
"Didn't you know?" Xara asks. "Bella has a horcrux. She comes back, but one of her horcrux is the same as Voldemort's. She obviously has no idea. When Hermione kills Voldemort's horcrux in the cup, she kills Bellatrix's too." Xara just kept talking, and I drifted to sleep.

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