One 'Eventful' Summer (Book 2)

The death of the dark lord

Chapter 5: The death of the Dark lord.

Harry’s shoulders were being clenched tightly by a tall woman, with long, dark, curly hair, and the dark mark on her left arm. “But-“ Harry started.

“I escaped Azkaban once, Potter, and It wasn’t hard to do it again.” The woman said, “Crucio!” Harry felt a surge of pain, but resisted the urge to scream. Draco looked ready to kill, but he did nothing since his wand was in the pocket of the man with long blonde hair and a pale complexion. He was holding onto one of Draco’s shoulders, and had the nub where the other hand used to be.

“Now, Bellatrix,” the man said to the woman, “The dark lord wants him in one piece.”

“Calm yourself Lucius,” Bellatrix Lestrange replied, tightening he grip on Harry, “I was just having a bit of fun.”

“Suit yourself, Bella, but we must put them in the cellar until the Dark lord returns.”

“Bellatrix sent him a sneer but pushed Harry in front of her, down the stairs and Lucius did the same with Draco.

“You really thought we were done for, Draco?” Lucius asked his son, “You may have rendered me of magic, but it doesn’t mean I will stop my mission in killing you and the getting the Dark lord to kill your precious boyfriend . You and Potter cutting off my hand didn’t lower my ambitions, in fact, they only raised them.”

They were at the cellar door and both boys were shoved in the room, thrown on the floor, and the door was shut behind them, locking them in.

Harry was breathing hard and could still feel the pain of the Cruciuatis curse.

“Harry,” Draco said rubbing the boy’s back. “Are you okay?”

“Brilliant,” He lied.

“Do you have any idea where we are?”

Harry nodded, ignoring the pain, “This is the house Voldemort’s father’s  house. Voldemort used this house as a hideout in my fourth year. And would you stop flinching at his name?”

“H-How did you know this?” Draco asked.

“When I sleep.” Harry said, “In my nightmares. He was here with Wormtail, Barty Crouch Jr. and Bertha Jorkins. They murdered her.”

“Do you have your wand?” Draco asked hastily changing the subject.

“No,” Harry replied, “Bellatrix took it.”

“What are we going to do now?”

“Wait,” Harry said leaning against Draco.

/Harry Potter/ a voice hissed from a distance.

/Who’s there?/ Harry hissed back