"𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅, 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅"
With an unknown past and a vast amount of power, Artemis is a force to be reckoned with. For as long as she could remember, she has been completely and utterly different with her purple hair and rebel attitud...
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ARTEMIS LUPIN WAS BLOODY AND BATTERED. As she smashed through the school and ran over the Death Eaters relentlessly with that light blue Ford. The car came to a halt near the Entrance Hall, stopping in front of the Weasleys. Artemis rolled out of the car, looking like death herself.
"This fucking car...."Ron whispered as George and Fred laughed at the sight of it, but then they saw Artemis. Their laughs fell into silence and turned into voices of concern. Artemis knew what she looked like. She understood their concerns, but there really was no time for it. Yet, they made time.
"Art,"George uttered,"What happened? Are you okay?"
Just that question made her eyes well up with tears, but she pushed it back for now. After this was all over, she was going to cry for a year."Greyback's dead."
"That was the signal..."Ron connected.
"The what?"George questioned,"Greyback...he did this to you?"
"Does matter anymore,"Artemis reminded him,"I threw him off a bridge, so."
"Wicked,"Ron praised,"You did it. Now, we just need to find Harry and kill this snake."
Artemis felt a shot of pain strike through her at the mention of Harry, because she knew something they did. She hoped that Harry could have made it out alive, that he killed that stupid snake and cut Voldemort down.
But things often didn't go her way.
"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone."
Artemis' head snapped towards the voice as the crowd gathered in front of the Entrance Hall. From the other side came Voldemort and his loyalists.
"The battle is won. You have lost half of your fighters. My Death Eaters outnumber you and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist, man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle, now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live, and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."
