The Deathly Hallow Warrior....(Hp fanfic)

The Death Eaters.

I sat up in bed zapping myself with pinching spells every so often to keep myself awake. Ok only four more hours to go before Mrs.Weasley calls us to get up. I could do this. I could stay awake.

It felt like I had been awake for days, as each hour I waited become more boring than the other.

Daylight came creeping in the curtains as the dawn covered the night. Not too much longer now. My eyes were prickling from going without sleep. I was so tired I most definitely couldn't sleep! Slower and slower the time passed, until the door opened and Mrs.Weasley called us up for breakfast.

I got up out of bed before Hermione and Ginny. It looked like they would sleep for the rest of the week if they could! “At least we got some sleep..” Ginny said stretching and Yawning. We were all dead tired so we could barely even talk without yawning. When we were all dressed we headed down to the kitchen.

“Morning! I hope you slept well, I know last night wasn't easy for any of us, But at least Arthur is ok.” Ms.Weasley said as she helped creature lay out the food onto the table.

“Do we get to visit him in the hospital?” George said entering the room. “No, he refuses to let you see him in the state he is and I think I agree!”

“What! That's completely unfair we all want to see him!” Ginny protested. “Well i'm sorry it's just the way it is.” Ms.Weasley was not going to argue back. They were not aloud to see him and that was that.

“Oh no!” I gasped. “What? Is everything all right?!” Hermione said, looking shocked. “Today I was supposed to go to Hogsmede with Dean! I need to send him an Owl!” I had completely forgotten this and clearly I couldn't go as I was nowhere near Hogsmeade.

“You can send it after breakfast.” Hermione assured me and we sat down and ate some fod.

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After breakfast I wrote the letter I needed to go outside to find the Owl that sends them from Grimmauld Place. I walked out the door and I went over to the post box that had an Owl sitting on it. I tied the letter onto the owl and it flew off. I looked around because I heard voices.

There were a group of five or six hooded people standing in an alley way. They were Death Eaters. I walked closer to them, close enough to hear what they were saying.

“I'm tellin' ya! The house was ere' !” A groggy voiced Death Eater said. “Well ya must have been seein' things then, cause what I see here is a bunch of Muggle houses, with Muggles IN THEM!” The taller death eater spat in fury.

Were they looking for us? I was curious to know what they wanted. I turned around and began to quietly head back to the number twelve.

“Oi YOU! After 'er!” My heart leapt! They saw me! I ran as fast as I could, I had to pass the house because I couldn't lead the Death Eaters to the HQ of the Order of the Phoenix.

I kept running and running, my side was aching with the lack of oxygen getting to my lungs. Just as I thought I lost them I tripped over my open shoelace and fell head first on to the floor. “Gotcha!” One of the Death Eaters grabbed my arm and forced me up off the ground. He spun me into a head lock and pointed his wand at my neck. “WHERE IS IT!?” he spat. “I-I …..er- what exactly are em ...eh ..you looking for?” I asked, I had no idea what they were on about. I was surprised my voice was so calm.

Suddenly I felt a wave of bitter coldness go through me, like ice was thrown down my back. My mark burned like fire and I saw my Dark brown hair turn Velvet red.

“LET GO OF ME YOU IDIOT!” I roared and the Death Eater who had me let go of his grip.

I stunned him and pointed my wand at the others, they scurried off in a whimper bowing like mad!

“Don't let me see you anywhere near here AGAIN!” I shouted after them.

I need to get back to the others and tell them what happened- wait I can't go back like this I need to be back to normal...WAIT! … I- I ...I'm actually controlling my movement! I did it! I'm walking myself without being a puppet...... I began to feel drowsy and weak, I began to tremble. I couldn't keep myself up. I fell to my hands and knees.

I changed back into me, but before my eyes, there were studded black booted heels. “Ow uh!” The boot kicked me in the face and I fell onto my back with the force. “You have a long way to go you know. You will never beat me, I will always be you and you will always be me. Face it your true identity is me...” The evil spirited side of me was talking to me once again, out of my body to abuse me.

I wanted to run away from her, be separated from her, but I seemed to be unable to move. She was me so of course she could read my mind. “Want to run away from me now do you? Ha Fat chance of that happening!” She sneered and cackled away and she dispersed into thick black smoke and seared into my body cutting me like a knife returning to I hope artificial home.

I got back up I was now awake and alert of my surroundings. I headed back to the house and banged the door shut behind me.

“Faria?” Sirius noticed me and came over to me. “Faria what happened your bruised?” Sirius took a closer look at my bruise and called Mrs.Weasley. “Oh dear! Are you all right!?” Mrs.Weasley cried. “Come down to the kitchen and tell us what happened while I nurse that bruise!”

Mrs.Weasley dragged me down to the kitchen. Everyone stared and all threw questions at me. “Let her speak!” Mrs.Weasley demanded and they all went shut.

“Death Eaters! Death Eaters know the HQ is around here... I Heard them. And they- they..” I pointed to the bruise then realising the Death Eater who did this to my face was me!

“Oh no!” Mrs.Weasley gasped. I told the rest of the story leaving out the biggest bit. I couldn't tell them!

“I don't think they will be back though!” I assured, but Sirius wasn't convinced. “ I wouldn't count on that Faria. You don't know when they could pop up” He said thinking hard to himself.

“Faria are you ok?” Harry asked handing me some butter-beer. “Yeah i'm fine, Those Death Eaters were a bit thick in the head anyway!” I laughed. “Guess what!? Mrs.Weasley is allowing us to visit Mr.Weasley in st.Mungo's later. The others are beaming over it!” He informed. “That's great! When will he be coming out of the hospital anyway?” I asked. Then taking a sip of my butter-beer. “No idea..I hope soon though.” 

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