Breathless

Chapter Thirteen

Abi sits at the Malfoy table, staring Bellatrix down. Draco had insisted she go home with him to make sure nothing happens to her. And with her out of the house, her family would be safe as well. As long as the others don't contact them as well. But now she has to be respectful while she is in a home of Death Eaters. Narcissa has been the only one actually polite. A weird sound goes off and the mother and son look at each other. This noise happens whenever someone is at the entrance gate. 

Her and Draco stand up. He does try to keep her away from any of the meetings to protect her. The two head up to the library, which contain various books on different forms of magic. She selects a random one and sits on her boyfriend's lap by the fireplace. He pushes her red curls to one side, resting his head on her shoulder. That is until his father walks in.

"We need you, Draco," the patriarch of the house states. Draco shifts Abi enough so he can stand up and head out with his father. Time slowly passes. She sits there, reading, until she hears a scream in pain. Her curiosity gets the best of her and she peaks her head out. Laying unconscious on the ground is Belle and Bellatrix is carving something into Hermione's arm. She goes to save her friend, but Draco stops her.

"What are you doing?" he asks. 

"She's hurting her," Abi snaps. Harry, Ron, and C run up from the basement. "Why were they locked up?"

He looks at her, unsure what to say. She pulls away from him and rushes over to check on Belle. She has a gash on her forehead, but still breathing. Everyone around her starts fighting. She mainly just tries to protect Belle from being hurt. The red head heaves her up and carry her to the side her friends and brother are. Bellatrix stops everyone by holding a knife to Hermione's throat.

"Stop it," she smirks. "Unless we want to see how filthy her blood truly is."

A squeaking noise breaks the silence and everyone looks up to see Dobby loosening the screw on the chandelier. As the decorative piece falls, Bellatrix pushes Hermione towards Ron, who catches her. Dobby appears by the group.

"You could have killed me," the crazy witch snaps.

"Dobby didn't mean to kill. Only to fatally injure or maim."

"You dare disobey your master? A witch?"

"Dobby has no master. Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends."

Abi looks towards Draco, who nods his head. Everyone links hands before Dobby teleport them. The red head blinks her eyes as sunlight appears. Her fingers grasp at the cold, wet sand. Water starts to soak her clothing. She pushes herself up to see Harry holding something. Her and the others that are awake rush over. Harry clings to Dobby's body, tears starting to run down his face. He is holding a knife, covered in the elf's blood. Abi's heart sinks at the sight of Dobby dead.

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Jas struggles as Scabior drags her out of the Manor, the rope burning her wrists. Bellatrix told the Snatcher he could keep her. Like she is some item to sell. He transports the two of them. Her eyes look around in horror. The place is so much like how she remembers it. Black marble ruble everywhere. A titan holding up the sky at the point it touches the earth. Mount Othrys, which resides on Mount Tamalpais. 

Her adrenaline fully kicks in. Her foot hits him in the groin. Once he bends over, she kicks him down. She keeps smashing her foot into his face until he is left in a bloody, unconscious mess. She twists her ring, summoning her dagger. She cuts the rope, feeling free. She uses it to tie the scum to a column. Won't hold him forever, but it will do.

"How much of a warrior you have grown to be?" she hears a voice taunt her. She turns to Atlas, still trapped where Percy had left him.

"Just go and fade already, General," she tells him, walking away. She tries to Shadow Travel back, but still too weak. She ends up only in San Francisco. So she goes to Annabeth's house. Thankfully she is home. The blonde is shocked to see her, automatically letting her in. The house is full of books and model planes. Jackets are thrown about. A woman is walking out of the kitchen.

"Hello," she smiles. "I see you have a friend Annabeth."

"Yes ma'am."

The woman leaves, allowing the two to talk about what happened. The daughter of Athena looks agitated with the story.

"Yeah. We need to see Dad."

She leads the dark hair demigod up the stairs and to a study. In the room is a man with same color hair as his daughter, wearing a tweed jacket. He has various model planes hanging from the ceiling. There is a replica of a battle in the center.

"Hello," Mr. Chase smiles.

"Hi," Jas responds. "I'm Jas."

"Oh yes. Annie has mentioned you before."

The dark hair girl looks at the blonde beside her, who just shrugs.

"Can you call Magnus?" she asks. Demigods using phones is like sending up a beacon saying dinner is ready. Annabeth is the only one with a safe, personal laptop. So if they can, demigods ask others to deliver messages for them.

"I don't want to involve your cousin," Jas states. "I don't want to drag people into another war. Already had to hear it from the House."

Annabeth tells her father she will explain fully later.

"Kronos' former followers are involved, so we should be too," the blonde argues.

"I can't risk it," Jas states. "I already have too many people in the line of danger."

"But the more allies-"

"Does not always guarantee win. Kronos had a bigger army and he still lost."

She shakes her head, processing it.

"I forget you were part of that war."

"Others don't. Plus I have fought in more than you."

The room goes silent.

"Wait, what?" Mr. Chase freaks. "How many wars have you been in?"

"This is her fourth," his daughter responds. "She is a child and is in her fourth war."

"Fate deals cards that way," Jas mutters.

"So what do you need?" Mr. Chase offers.

"Maybe enough rest to get back to England."

"Of course. Guest room is down the hall."

"Thank you."