They had us in separate cells that had been constructed hastily in the top floor of the tower. We held hands through the bars the whole time, scared that the last moments we would spend together would be behind these bars. They left us for a few hours, and when they came I was ready to die. "Can we get this over with quickly?" I asked Fudge through the magically reinforced bars, he frowned. "Well we would, but we need permission from Dumbledore first," he turned around and the elderly headmaster walked through the door. He looked sad and angry; something told me that they had been arguing over our fates. "Miss Tepesh, I do not believe that you are guilty." He smiled wearily but it didn't cheer me up.
"Dumbledore just let them kill me." I pleaded. Fudge looked confused.
"You know each other?" he asked, "How?"
I let out a cynical laugh, "We met a long time ago," I stopped laughing and looked down. "Please?" Sirius came to the bars and reached through the bars to touch my shoulder, "I can't let you do this." He whispered.
I held his hand, "You have to let this happen Sirius, and you know they won't rest until I'm dead." I tried to smile but it didn't work too well. "Trust me, please?" He sighed deeply and a tear rolled down his cheek. "I hope you know what you're doing, I'm not losing you." He whispered brushing the hair out of my face as I wiped a tear off his face. Someone cleared their throat behind us. "If you don't mind we will get on with the execution now." A tear slid down my cheek as I let go of Sirius' hands, I sniffed and stood up straight. "Alright then," so they opened my cage and immediately had my hands magically bound behind me. "Be sure you do it right," Dumbledore called behind us. They brought Sirius as well.
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Hello luv... A Harry Potter Fan Fiction
FanfictionRobyn Tepesh, a 263 year old Nosferatu, returns to Hogwarts, this time to teach. But little does she know that her greatest enemies are just beginning to rise into power. (Third year).
