Thunderstorms~Harry Potter~a fanfiction

Sympathy

Chapter 16

Envy's POV

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I sat in my tent with Enna and Tyla. They sat by the fire, but I was in front of the mirror, braiding my hair. My charm bracelet caught in my hair, and I realised I never got rid of it. Frustrated, I ripped it off, and stuffed it under my mattress. There, now no one would find it and try to give it back. Began to grow tired and decided to sleep. I slipped under the covers, and pulled the blankets over my head. I fell asleep almost immediately.

•~*~•third person POV•~*~•

Tyla woke up in the middle of the night. She kept having dreams of blood, death, and a battle. She wasn't sure where it was, but she felt like she was back at Hogwarts. She ran the images through her head, and tried to make a clear image.
Her and Enna at the back of a crowd of death-eaters,
A blue dome shattering and burning over Hogwarts,
Her and Enna sneaking through Hogwarts and throwing spells at unexpecting students,
Envy falling down the crumbling bridge that Neville destroyed to keep The wolves away,
And Enna being tortured with the Cruciatus curse. The to last ones were the worst. She didn't want to see any more, but she was tired and fell back to sleep anyway. The nightmares didn't return.

•~*~•Enna's POV•~*~•

I snuck through the girls dormitory. I was quiet, and I had stolen Harry's invisibility cloak the first night I snuck into Hogwarts. It was surprisingly simple, one night before I left Harry, I heard the Gryffindore password being said. I ran back to meet up with Tyla. Tyla didn't need the invisibility cloak, she was quiet and stealthy as it was, plus she had a potion. "Psssst! Enna!" I heard her whisper-yell. "Tyla? Where are you?" I called. "Look up!" I looked up, and saw Tyla perched on one of the rafters. Whaaaaaat? She climbed down a whole bunch of different beams, nooks in the wall, and even tapestry hangers. Tyla and Envy were amazing at climbing, but I was a super fast runner, swimmer, and amazing at sword fighting. Envy couldn't swim, and Tyla could barely lift a sword. It was funny to watch her try. "Did you get anything?" I asked her. She nodded, wide-eyed. "Not anything direct, but I know for sure that both the teachers and the students are in on a plan to try to find and hide Harry somewhere here in the school. And they have a secret way of getting in and out of here! I just don't know where yet." She said fast and excitedly. "Whoa. Way better then what I got. A.K.A nothing." I joked. Tyla laughed. "C'mon, lets go." We left through the window, and ran through the darkness to our disaperating point.

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•~*~•Envy's POV•~*~•

I loved the dark. And I was here, in the forest, in a tree, above Scabior and the others, about ready to chase these two chics. I didn't want this to end to soon, I liked being here, well hidden in the dark shadows of the trees. I saw the chase begin, and this time instead of climbing through the trees, I jumped to the ground, and sprinted as fast as I could. I felt uncomfortable on the ground, unable to be higher up with a better view of everything and everyone. I started gaining on one of the girls, and leaped at her, tackled her to the ground, and we both crashed down the hill. Both of us had a grip on each others hair, and we were clawing, and wrestling each other, at the same time rolling on sharp-as-hell sticks, and crashing into logs and rocks. This girl wasn't very strong, so it was easy when I took a grip on her throat, and pinned her on the ground. "Stop struggling, woman! Theres no point!" I spat. The others walked up behind me, obviously trying to hold the loud kicking, biting, struggling, manic chic. "LET ME GO! STOP IT! LET ME F*CKING GO! LEAVE US ALONE!! LEAVE US ALONE!" she was screaming. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the psycho freak having some spas attack. She reminded me of myself, actually. I could have a pretty insane spas if I wanted to. Greyback was holding her arms behind her back. "We might let you go, if you stop having a tantrum, and cooperate." Scabior half laughed. "Get off her, you b*tch!" she screamed at me. I lifted my arm off her throat, and one of the snatchers held her. I took a good look at her bruises and cuts, and realised that she probably got the worse of the rocks and stick, as well as my own marks on her. "Whats your name?" Greyback asked the girl who had the spas. She stuck her nose in the air. "Rihanna Montenegro." She said in a snooty voice. Scabior passed the list to Grayback, who was now holding the girl with one arm. "Theres no Rihanna Montenegro on 'ere, Scabior." He said. The spas girl scoffed. "Whatever." She said. Scabior walked up to her, and held his wand to her throat. "Whats your name, beautiful?" He asked. She flicked her head, to flick her curly red hair out of her face. "Taleesha Hoscans." She emphasised and. Greyback checked the list, and nodded. "Shes also a half-blood." He said. "And a blood traitor." He tightened her grip on her, but her crazy angry expression didn't change. Scabior walked to the other girl, who didn't look as brave and defiant as the other girl had. She had short black hair with a side fringe, and olive skin. She was actually kind of beautiful. Her face was scratched and slightly bruised under her left eye. Scabior brushed a loose strand of hair out of her face with his wand. "What do they call you?" He had a way of talking to the girls we snatch, that sounds evil and bitter-sweet. I didn't like it, for some reason it made me shiver and feel small and weak and scared even of it wasn't directed to me. Actually, I didn't dislike it. I hated it. The girl didn't seem to like it any more then I did. "Lelia Stark." She bit her lip. Greyback was checking the list again. "Shes on 'ere, and shes a mudblood." He looked up. I felt sympathy for, I kind of liked this black haired girl, not so much the red head. I pushed the sympathy away instantly. I couldn't be sympathetic for mudbloods.

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