Partis Temporus: Creates a temporary gap through protective magical barriers.
~The constellations wouldn't budge, stubborn to the core. But it was obvious they missed each other, maybe it was time to patch up and be together.~
~Lumos~
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Ara held her breath, they were caught by the Carrows, where would they take them now?
She kept shooting Hermione, Ron and Harry panicked glances but it didn't help in any way.
They were taken to a large mansion and right when they arrived, Ara's head and chest hurt and she tried to not let anyone know she was in pain.
They were in a large living room now, as Bellatrix Lestrange glanced down at the hostages.
"Why is his face like that?" She spat at Harry.
"I don't know, found him like that. But these kids look like his companions."
"Draco, call Draco! He would recognize them." She bellowed.
Draco Malfoy entered the room, and Ara's chest clenched.
He looked at them and his eyes widened when he glanced at Ara.
"I...I can't be sure Aunt Bella." He whispered.
"Look carefully boy!" She screeched.
"No, I don't know." He stated before standing on the side far away from everyone.
"Put the boys in the cell. Let me talk to them. Girl to girl!" She smirked.
Harry and Ron were dragged to the cells downstairs with Ron screaming to stop.
Bellatrix grabbed Hermione, pushing her to the ground. Her head landed on the ground with a loud 'thud'.
"Now tell me who you are and what do you know about Harry Potter?" She screamed in her ear.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
"Oh well if you aren't going to talk, I'll make you talk." She grabbed a dagger, about to pierce it through Hermione's skin when Ara could not take it much longer.
"Stop it!" She spoke fiercely.
Bellatrix's head popped up, glaring at Ara.
"What did you just say to me?" She screeched again.
"I said to stop it," Ara spoke determinedly to stop this lunatic.
"Here take her. I like this one instead." Bellatrix grabbed Ara and put her in the same position as Hermione.
"Tell me, girl, are you half-blood or muggle-born?" She spat on her face.
"Muggle-born," Ara spoke through gritted teeth.
"I'll show you how impure your blood is with the rest of us." She spat again and pierced her dagger through Ara's left forearm.
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Destined to be a Malfoy
FanfictionAra was supposed to be happy. But her destiny wouldn't agree. She was to marry Draco Malfoy. The mere thought would make her shudder. Yet, she seemed to fall. To fall in love with the blond git. She was supposed to be happy. And her destiny agreed...
