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'𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.'
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Camellia Withlock never expected to be a witch like in...
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All of them were walking in a fast paste towards where Harry saw Sirius. When they came there, Sirius was nowhere to be found. Harry got the prophecy and tried to listen to it. Melia's heartbeat was starting to increase. She knew that pretty soon, she had to betray her friends once more. Then, dark figures began coming towards them. One of them being Lucius Malfoy.
"Very good, Potter..." Harry's eyes widen in confusion. "...now give me the Prophecy."
"Sirius--"
"It's time you learned the difference between reality and dreams, Potter--you saw what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now give. That. To me," he reaches out his hand.
"If you want to get to us you're going to have to smash this first. Something tells me your boss wouldn't be too pleased about that."
Bellatrix comes from behind Lucius, "Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter."
"Bellatrix, no," he looks back at the group and that's when he notices Melia. "Camellia, who thought you would betray the Dark Lord?" The group looks at her in confusion. The trio knew, but this was news to Neville, Luna and Ginny.
"Who said I betrayed him?" she then points her wand at the group and moves to stand beside Lucius, "I wanted to make sure they made it here safely." He smirks at her, pleased with her answer. Then he looks back at Harry.
"As those who died trying to acquire it for the Dark Lord learned-- prophecies can only be retrieved by those about whom they are made. Haven't you ever wondered why the Dark Lord tried to kill you as an infant? The reason for the connection between you? The secret of your scar? You hold the answer in your hands. Come, let me show it to you..."
"I've been waiting fourteen years. I guess I can wait a little longer. NOW!" the group all yells 'Stupefy' and runs for the door. Melia and the other Death Eaters run after them, not shooting any spells. They want the prophecy safe. The group jumps inside the door and the door closes behind them. Before they follow them, Lucius puts a hand on her shoulder looking into her eyes.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, Luci. I'm alright." He nods at her before all of them disappear in a cloud of smoke. They get to where the group went and Melia made sure to get Hermione. She couldn't bear watching any of the others take a hold on her. She took her and held her close, but not as hard as the others are being held. Melia kept saying over and over again that she's sorry. She feels so bad about doing this and now more people know what she is. She's scared of what Neville will think of her.
Then some clouds of light come from above them and set the group free. Tonks comes towards Hermione and Melia and takes them behind one of the rocks on the ground. Melia smiles at Tonks who nods back at her before continuing the fight. She stands behind the rock making sure everything is going alright. She doesn't want to fight against the order and she can't fight against the Dark Lord. So the only thing she can do is watch from behind. But then she saw a spell come straight for Neville and she couldn't just watch from behind anymore. She ran up to him and blocked the spell, she turned around as a hand was placed on her shoulder and met his eyes. He smiled at her.
Melia turned around and saw Bellatrix aiming her wand at Sirius and shouting one of the unforgivable curses. Her smile falters and she falls on her knees locking eyes with Sirius for the last time. He smiles at her warmly before he fades away. She can hear Harry's screams in the back of her head.
'I already knew this would happen and I have read it so many times, seen it in the movies, but there's something else watching it in person. Who thought I would ever see it? I pictured this day in my head since the first time I met him. I always tried to imagine what I would feel or how I would react, but it hurts much more than I thought. Maybe because when I thought about it before I didn't know he was my uncle or that I would be fighting on the same side as the person who killed him.
He's gone now. And the memories I made with him will always stick with me. His voice calling me 'Sugar', him clapping for me after I played the piano and him wrapping me in a blanket because I stayed up all night and fell asleep in the living room. I tried to make as many memories as possible, and now I can't make more. If only we- if only he had more time...'
Neville gets her up from the floor. She looks around and sees Lucius on the floor. She runs over to him to check if he's alright before running too where Harry ran off to. When she gets there, Harry is lying on the floor looking in pain. She calls out for him, but it's like he doesn't acknowledge her presence. The others come in and see the picture unfolding in front of them. Hermione grabs her hand and squeezes it. Melia lets go of it and places herself behind Dumbledore.
"You're not strong. You're weak. You'll never know friendship or love, or real happiness-- and I feel sorry for you!" A wall of dust surrounds Harry and Voldemort is standing on top of Harry.
"You are a fool, Harry Potter..." He reaches out to gently touch Harry's face. "And you will lose everything," he looks up as he hears someone coming from the floo system. He turns and looks at Melia. "I expect to see you at the Manor later--"
He turns around and apparates as the Minister comes, "He's back."
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Melia comes into the common room, dry tears on her face. She looks like hell, dry blood sticking to her face and her clothes are dirty from all the dust. Draco gets up from his chair, but doesn't walk to her yet, "Melia! Are you alright?"
She swallows hard before speaking, "Padfoot-- Sirius, he's dead. Bellatrix, she-- she killed him."
"Oh, Melia," he walks towards her, but she raises her hand to make him stop. "Can I talk to you?" she glances at the others, "Alone?" He nods and follows her up to his room. She sits down on his bed and pats the seat beside her. He sits down and takes her hand, running circles around her palm, trying to calm her down.
"When we got there, I already knew it was a trap. Some death eaters came and I had to go to their side," she swallows. "Your father and aunt were two of them. We fought the order, or they did, I just pretended. Then Before Sirius-- died, he fought Lucius and won. He became unconscious and by the time he came through again, he had already been arrested--. I'm sorry Draco, but Lucius has been sent to Azkaban," he looks at her wondering if he heard right.
"What? He-- he can't have," she doesn't know what to say and just hugs him and he hugs her back. Draco mumbles into her shoulder about it not being possible and that he can't. But that's the problem, he can...
(A/N) Some of the lines in this chapter are from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix movie script, which mean that I don't own it. Everything else is written by me.