What Will I Do?

After he questioned us a death eater told us to pull up our left sleeve. I knew what was coming. They were going to tattoo the Dark Mark onto our arm then charm it to burn when he touched any of our arms. They brought out a needle and a masked death eater held my arm as another tattooed the mark onto my arm. I bit my tongue as the needle pierced my skin over and over again. As they finished another death eater said a charm while pressing his wand into my arm. Voldemort then stepped forward again and the death eaters backed away quickly giving him room. Voldemort touched our arms in turn and said a short incantation. When it came to me when he touched my arm I felt a cold rush spread through my body from my head to my toes.
"You are now joined with us. When I touch the arm of any death eater and you feel the mark burn on your arm you are to apparate in front of me immediately. When I touched your arm I gave you power beyond your belief. There is also one more thing you must learn. That is our celebration show. We fire the Dark mark into the air. The incantation is Morsmordre. You will learn to do this. You fire it into the air when you have killed." Voldemort explained. We nodded.
We had joined. I had been planning this with my friends since we started school. Though we only really started thinking about it during our seventh year. I was now a death eater. I couldn't believe it. It took a few weeks to sink in and nothing happened. I waited patiently for the mark to burn, for any news of what was going on but nothing for weeks. Straight after the initiation my friends from Hogwarts and I took a photo of us all in our death eater robes (minus the mask) and baring our Dark Mark tattoos. Henry visited me a few times over the next few weeks. Asking if I had heard anything but I hadn't. I had my robes hidden under my bed at home. I had moved back in after a week. They luckily didn't suspect anything. I kept my arm hidden at all times and I kept a charm on my door to keep my parents out. I don't think they have tried to brake into it yet.
After four weeks I felt the mark burn on my arm. It was not mistakable so I apparated at Voldemort's side with my friends. At least a hundred Death Eaters apparated in front of Voldemort in the forest. Every one of us were masked as we stood in front of him. Once he was sure everyone was there he addressed us all.
"The fool is suspicious. Severus, you must find out what he is planning. Tell him we are going to attack the ministry. He will become so preoccupied with helping the ministry he will bring security off the school and that is when we will strike. We need planning so we will not carry it through soon but let him think we are planning to attack soon. We need gathering information. Our new Death eaters will be sent out to find information from ministry officials." My heart stopped. I was a new death eater. I was going to do a job.
"They will find the information with memory breaking spells and Veritaserum then you will kill them. I have a list of names that I think will be useful. You will group and make arrangements by yourselves." He gave Henry the list then told us to go to a secure place and sort out our plan. Henry said he knew a place, so we all apparated there. About twenty other people were in the small dark room when I got there. All masked they stood nervous and some were shaking. I stood trying to look like I wasn’t nervous but really my insides were turning upside down with every breath I took.
Henry stood holding the list the Voldemort had given him. He looked proud to be the one in charge though nobody had really put him in charge, he just kind of took that role.
“Ok. We have a list of people. I think the best way to handle this would to go in pairs. That way we can get many people in a short time.” Henry suggested.
“Yes. How many are there on the list?” A young man asked from behind me.
“About fifty.” Henry replied looking down the list. “How many of us are there?”
“Twenty three.” A woman called out after taking a head count.
“Ok well I suppose we can pair off. I will give people two names each then you can go off. Shall we meet here in two days?” Henry organised everything really well.
“I’d make it three. It may take a while to find people.” Someone piped up. People nodded their heads in agreement.
“Ok three days. Back here sunset on Wednesday.”
“Henry may I go with you?” I asked shyly. I knew I shouldn’t be shy but I needed to be with someone I knew and trusted, not a total stranger brought together by one thing, we both served the Dark Lord.
“Sure. We will take Henderson and Kinkle.” Henry said studying the list and putting a black dot next to the name. I waited while Henry sorted out names and pairs. In the end Patrick, a friend at Hogwarts came with Henry and I to find Henderson and Kinkle as there was nobody else for him to go with.
We found the little cottage by the road quite easily. The red brick made it stick out against the green countryside. A plump woman sat quietly on the bench in the garden but she screamed when she saw us apparate. Henry stunned her and took her into the house. We then waited for Mr. Henderson to come back from the ministry. We knew we could be a while as Ministry officials would be staying late to try and find Voldemort. At around one in the morning we were all standing in the living room, still waiting when we heard a faint pop from the kitchen. We stood, wands at the ready for him to appear from the doorway. Sure enough when he came through the door the three of us stunned him at the same time. He fell backwards landing with a thud on the floor. We tied him up next to his still unconscious wife and poured three drops of Veriteserum into his mouth then Patrick pointed his wand at him and whispered ‘enervate.’ Henderson woke up suddenly, his eyes flickered open and he gave a terrified gasp when he saw us.
“Can you hear me?” I asked.
“Yes.” He answered tonelessly.
“We need you to tell us what the ministry is planning.”
“They are planning a quidditch match to get the Death Eaters away from Hogwarts.”
“What else?”
We asked him for information for an hour and a half before we knew everything we could from him. We left them tied up but Henry pointed his wand at Henderson.
“Adava Kedavra.” He yelled. A flash of green light filled my eyes. When I could see again I could see Mr Henderson was dead in the chair. Henry then pointed his wand at Henderson’s wife and yelled the same thing. The green light once again filled the room and both Hendersons were sitting strapped to the chairs, dead. After watching the murders I longed to kill. Just to feel the power rushing through the wand and to know u caused it. It was not a nice feeling, the longing I felt it was an obsession I needed to fulfil. After killing the Hendersons we shot the Dark Mark into the sky. It lit up the night with the green glow.
The next night my longing ended. We arrived at Kinkle’s house and waited. He turned up around two thirty in the morning as he was also working overtime. He put up a lot more of a struggle as he dodged our curses. Eventually we stunned him and tied him to the chair. We did the same as we did to the Hendersons though we questioned him for a lot longer. Kinkle was a lot higher in the ministry so he knew a lot more that Henderson did. We finished questioning at around five thirty and it was my turn to kill. I held my wand out and pointed it at his heart. I surge ran through my body as I said the words “Adava Kedavra.” The green light blinded me then it was gone and all that remained was the lifeless body of Mungus Kinkle. The power I had used surged through me. I knew it wasn't my power, it was Voldemort's. Still it felt like I was the most powerful person alive for those few minutes afterwards.
We went back to Voldemort the next evening to give him the information we gathered. He didn't say anything but I could tell that he was pleased with us. We had gathered information from fifty different people so we knew mostly everything that was going on in the ministry.
For the next few months we spent the best times of our lives. We helped Voldemort anytime he asked us to. On many occasions we tortured muggles. At first I was rather nervous to do it but after the first time I got a rush when I killed.
In January he gave us another information gathering job but this time it was only for Patrick, Henry and I. I think he liked us in some way. We left the meeting feeling brilliant. We had been chosen for another job above all the other new Death eaters Patrick took the parchment with instructions. We apparated to my house as I knew my parents were away. We locked ourselves in my bedroom and prepared to go out. Patrick read the parchment before letting us see it. His eyes filled with shock as he read it. He passed the message to Henry and Henry looked horrified though determine. I asked them to show it to me but they refused. I kept begging them to let me see but they held it out of my reach. In the end I got so annoyed I used magic to get it off them.
"Expelliarmus!" I yelled and the parchment and both of their wands zoomed into my hand. I grabbed the parchment in one hand and gave them their wands back. I opened out the parchment and read the message that changed my life.

We know that Rethol Jacobs knows something. Dumbledore has told him plans of attack, you need to find him and use Veritaserum to find out what Dumbledore is planning. You have to kill him, as Dumbledore would be able to break any memory charm you could put on him.

I couldn't believe it. I broke down. I dropped down to the floor in tears. I couldn't do it. I promised to myself that even though I became a death eater I would never hurt my family or let anyone else hurt them. What could I do? I promised eternal loyalty to Voldemort and he wants me to kill my parents, but I promised myself I wouldn't harm them. Henry and Patrick were looking at me wanting to know what to do?
"I'm not doing it!" I said quietly though the determination in my voice made them nervous.
"We have to." Henry replied
"NO. I am not killing my parents." There was a piercing silence as I looked from Patrick to Henry.
"Why don't you get out of town and we will do it." Patrick suggested after a minute.
"Ok, What is it you don't understand? I am not killing my parents and I am not letting you hurt them either." I yelled.
"We have to!" Henry yelled back. "If we don't do this Voldemort will see us dead." Tears rolled down my cheek as I agreed to do it.
I don't remember what happened that night. I was sitting in my house, mask and robes on then the next thing I remember is seeing my mum and dad lying stone dead on the floor. I broke down crying and that was when I realised that I had gone too far. I told Henry and Patrick I needed time so they left. They shot the Dark Mark into the sky and left me in the house. I sat there thinking for a long time. I realised what I had to do. I was leaving. Leaving everything I had ever known. My friends, my family, the death eaters and Voldemort.
"What happened Cameron?" Dumbledore asked as he made his was through the door into the living room where I sat crying.
"I, I, I killed them." I sobbed. Dumbledore noticed the death eater robes torn on the floor. After an hour of sitting on my own I had ripped up the robes.
"Cameron? You what?" Dumbledore asked, he had only just realised what I had said.
"I joined him. I became a, a…" I pulled up my robes and revealed the tattoo I now hated more than anything else.
"Cameron. How could you?" Dumbledore asked sitting next to me on the sofa.
"I, I don't know. I was following my friends. I always wanted to do what my friends were doing. I joined them right after I left school. It was only today that I realised I had gone to far." I sobbed quietly.
"Cameron. We will help you. But would you be able to go back to Voldemort and help us?" Dumbledore asked. I looked up into his blue eyes, twinkling behind his half moon spectacles. I never wanted to see Voldemort again but I knew what I had to do.
"Yes."
The next few days were the worst of my life. After talking to Dumbledore I went back to Voldemort, I told him that we had accomplished the task and I was back for more instructions. I fought my want to kill Voldemort right there. I knew I would never be able to kill him but I knew I wanted to hurt him as much as I possibly could.
I got more instructions from Voldemort. I was to apply for a job at Hogwarts because he was sure Snape was not faithful to him. Even though I was a new Death eater he said he knew Snape had taken a liking to me while he taught me and he would share information with me. He also said I was to keep an eye on Harry Potter and see when he had the least security around him. Dumbledore was only too happy to give me a job at Hogwarts. He gave me a tutoring job, to tutor the students who needed help with studies. Of course I was forbidden to tell anyone I was ever with the Death eaters. I apparated to the gates of Hogwarts where I was met by Dumbledore. He told me it would be ok and he hadn’t told anyone I was a death eater. He took me to the castle and showed me my new office. It was small but nice. He then took me down to the Hall. Nobody was there yet but I knew they soon would be. Dumbledore sat with me, explaining a plan of action.
Soon enough the hall started filling with students. They all looked at me curiously as they recognised me from the year before. I sat patiently waiting for the feast to begin. Severus entered the Hall looking tired and worn though his eyes lighted up when he saw me sitting next to Dumbledore. When everyone was seated Dumbledore stood and motioned for silence. The hall fell quiet and Dumbledore began to speak.
“We are joined by Miss Jacobs today. She will be staying at Hogwarts for the remainder of the year to help you with your studies. Anyone wanting tutoring should go to her office, which is next to Professor Snape’s. Miss Jacobs will also be holding study groups for those entering their owls or newts. Right enjoy the feast.” He finished and sat down. The hall immediately filled with chatter and the moving of knives, forks and plates. I ate quietly. Nobody really talked to me except Dumbledore who told me about his plan. I was to tell Voldemort that Harry has the least security when he is in his Care of magical creatures class. I was not to tell him until a few weeks after being here, as it might seem a little suspicious if I went back straight away. Dumbledore then told me that he would personally keep a watch out when Harry is in those classes to make sure nothing happened to him.
After dinner I stayed behind. I was sitting, staring at the ceiling when Severus came up behind me. He sat down in the seat next to me and turned to look at me.
“What are you doing here Cameron?” He asked after a minute.
“Tutoring.” I answered smiling, it was the first time I’d smiled in days.
“No I mean, how come you changed sides so quickly?” He asked. He knew, he must have seen me at the meeting. How did he know? Why didn’t he say something before.
“I, I, I killed my parents.” I stuttered. If he knew I was a death eater he might as well know what happened.
“Oh Cameron, Why?”
“I wanted to be like them. The other death eaters told me Voldemort would kill me if I didn’t let them do it. My parents didn’t know it was me.” I told him.
“So why did you leave the death eaters?”
“I couldn’t believe what I had done. What I had done to be one of them. I promised to myself when I joined I wouldn’t hurt my family then a few months after I joined I had killed them. I couldn’t stay with people who had made me do that.” I explained. Severus gave me a look of knowing. The question I had been dyeing to ask suddenly came into my mind. “Severus, why did you leave? You had been with them for so long. Why did you leave his side?”
“It became to much. Killing for the sake of it. Every time I killed I got this rush. It was brilliant at first but then I couldn’t stop killing.” He paused, thinking about a way to put it. “Cameron, you know muggle drugs? Weed, Speed, ecstasy? Well what happens is you take them for a while and they give you what you need on the first hit. Then as time goes on you need more and more to give you the rush you wanted. Well that’s what happened with killing. I needed to kill more and more to get the rush I wanted. After a while my conscience caught up with me. I felt terrible that I had ruined so many innocent lives. I had to stop them, stop myself.” He frowned, it was obvious to me he didn’t want to pursue the issue, so I decided not to ask him about it. “Come on, I’ll walk you to your office.” He stood up. I followed suit and walked out of the hall with him. We chatted until we reached my office then there was an awkward silence.
“It’s going to be ok Cameron.” He assured me.
“I know. I’ll be ok. Once I get revenge for my parents.” I told him. “Goodnight Severus.”
“Night.” He smiled before I shut the door. I decided to sleep on the couch in my office that night. I would start tutoring tomorrow. That was if anybody needed it. I didn’t go to breakfast the next morning. I didn’t feel up to it. I just hung around in my office making card houses out of exploding snap cards. There is now a very large burn on the ceiling. I had a visit from Severus. Just routine, are you ok? All that stuff.
At around two thirty there was a knock on my door and a small boy was at the door. He said his name was Colin and he was having trouble mastering a cheering charm. I showed him the charm and he tried. He wasn’t very good at it but after about half an hour of helping him he was doing it perfectly. I felt a lot better seeing as he had nobody else to perform it on.
The next few days were rather boring. I had about ten students come for help and most of the problems were rather easy to help. By Friday I was really tired. I was about to go to bed when I felt the Mark burn on my arm. I cursed loudly as I didn’t really want to see Voldemort at all, ever again but I knew I had to go. The next second there was a knock on my door. I opened it to see Severus standing with his death eater robes over his shoulder.
“Are you ready to go back?” He asked.
“As I’ll ever be.” I answered. I wrote a quick message to Dumbledore to say what had happened just in case he came to find me, grabbed my robes out of my trunk and pulled them over my head. I put the mask under my arm and ran with Severus to the school gates where we both apparated to Voldemort’s side.
“You’re late.” He snarled.
“We had to get out of the grounds before we could apparate my lord.” Severus said quietly.
“Yes ok. Well try and get here faster next time.” He snarled before turning to the rest of the death eaters.
He told us how the time to attack Hogwarts was getting nearer. He told us we would attack when he next sent the burn onto our arms. I realised that wouldn’t give Severus and I much time to get Dumbledore before apparating. I nodded along with everyone else. He told us we could kill who ever we wanted but leave Harry alone. We were not to harm Harry or Dumbledore as he wanted to kill Harry in front of Dumbledore to show his power. Thinking to myself I would stop that at all costs. I left that meeting feeling very troubled. I left as quickly as I could after telling Voldemort when Harry was most venerable. When I apparated Severus was waiting for me. We walked up to the castle. Dumbledore sat waiting for us at the large oak doors. When he saw us walking up the lawns he stood up and walked down the stairs to meet us. Severus explained the meeting while I stood and watched the grounds. I was sure I saw something moving.
“Headmaster. I saw something.” I said squinting to see what it was. After a second I saw it again. It was a person. They were trying to get out of view but I could see them running. I showed Dumbledore but he couldn't see anything. I looked back and couldn't find the figure anywhere. Deciding I must have been seeing things I walked down to my office with Severus. We sat in my office talking for a while. I made some tea and we sat discussing what we would do during the attack. Maybe Voldemort wouldn’t want us there because we were not meant to be on his side. We talked until the early hours of the morning. Severus explained to me what life with the death eaters was like when he was truly on their side. He told me it was like a game. It took me a while to understand what he meant but I do now. We were talking about how much Dumbledore had helped us when I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning when I woke up Severus was not there. I figured he left after I fell asleep. I hope he doesn’t take my falling asleep as an insult, I was just so tired I didn’t realise I was drifting off. I looked at my watch and noticed it was nine thirty. I was about to go and see if I could still get some breakfast when there was a knock on the door. I opened it to see Harry Potter standing in front of me holding a History of Magic textbook.
“Yes.” I said. I knew he was there for tutoring, but it was too early in the morning to make a joke out of it.
“Um, I was wondering if you could help me?” He asked quietly.
“Sure I can. Come in and take a seat.” I said indicating to the table with three chairs positioned around it. He sat down and I walked over the teapot I had sitting on my desk.
“Tea?” I asked cheerfully.
“Um, no I’m ok thanks.” He answered. He really was a sweet boy. Maybe a little shy but sweet all the same.
“Ok. Sorry about my not being ready. I had a late night last night I only just woke up.” I explained.
“Oh. I can come back later if you like.”
“No, it’s fine. I just need some caffeine.” I said pouring the tea into a mug and going to sit next to him. “So what’s the problem?”
“Well I am having trouble remembering things for History of Magic.” He said quietly.
“Let me guess. You fall asleep in class and then realise that what he said was what you needed to know for the exam?” I said.
“How did you know that?”
“It’s what I used to do.” I explained. "Mr Binns was so boring he could make the most exciting thing in the world make you fall asleep." Harry smiled. I looked up and noticed his scar under his messy black hair, I didn’t say anything because I though he probably had people gawking at it a lot. We studied for about half an hour then I tested him on the things we had gone over. He had learnt it surprisingly well.
It was then that everything went downhill. I was getting up to put my mug on the desk and my robes got caught on a bit of the wood. As I got up the robes ripped exposing my entire left arm. Harry noticed the tattoo straight away and yelled as loud as he could.
“Please you have to listen to me.” I pleaded but it was no use. He kept yelling that I was a traitor and that I worked for Voldemort. Suddenly the door burst open and I thought my life was finished but it was Severus. He must have heard Harry from next door.
“What is going on?” He yelled over Harry.
“She’s a death eater sir. She has the tattoo.” Harry yelled.
“Calm down Potter. I know she is a death eater.” Severus replied pushing Harry into a chair.
“You what? You know? You’re working for him too. You are not working for Dumbledore, your working for him aren’t you.” Harry snarled.
“Potter. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Severus yelled.
“I know she’s a death eater and you know it too.”
“Dumbledore knows it as well Potter.” Severus explained.
“He, he knows?”
“Yes he knows. Harry please let me explain.” I begged. Still Harry didn’t want to hear anything I had to say. “Harry please.”
“Cameron. Stay here. Keep Potter here. I will get Dumbledore.” Severus said striding to the door. Harry had no choice but to sit with me in my office. It was at least ten minutes before Severus returned with Dumbledore. He looked very stern but still kind.
“Firstly I think we need some tea.” Dumbledore said making a tray of tea appear. “Secondly. Cameron, how did Harry find out? I warned you people would not understand.” Harry’s face turned to stone. He couldn’t believe Dumbledore had hired a death eater.
“I was getting up and my robes caught on the table. He saw the tattoo.” I said. I couldn’t look Dumbledore in the eye as I spoke. I felt like I had let him down.
“Ok. Just be very careful from now on Cameron. We cannot risk anyone else finding out.” I nodded. I didn’t want anyone else to find out either. “Ok. Now Harry. We owe you an explanation. Cameron joined the death eaters straight after she left Hogwarts. All her friends were joining and she joined with them. She was with them for a few months before she received an order to kill her parents. She followed orders after being threatened by her so called friends. That was too much for her. I found her and I agreed to help her break free and she agreed to be a spy for me. Harry I assure you that you are in no danger from Cameron.” Dumbledore explained. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I thought about my parents. Harry stayed quiet. I knew he believed Dumbledore but he seemed to shocked for words. He left with Dumbledore about twenty minutes later after Dumbledore had explained a few more things to Harry. He had told him he was not to tell anyone I was a death eater. Not even Ron and Hermione, I knew these were his friends. After they left Severus stayed sitting on the couch. I sat next to him and put my head back staring up on the ceiling.
“I always knew you were dumb.” He said after a minute. I snapped me head to look at him.
“What?”
“I knew you were dumb. I mean you joined Voldemort, that’s got to be a dumb move.” He explained smiling.
“Oh I am so glad you have so much faith in me Severus.” I said sarcastically.
“I have faith in you. You see I know you will do something great that will make you be recorded in history.” Severus smiled. I smiled back weakly. I knew he could make me feel better when I was down.
Weeks passed like months as I waited for my mark to burn. I had received a message from Voldemort for Severus and I, which I had shown to Dumbledore. Severus and I were to show our true colours on the night of the attack. We were to get Harry from the castle and bring him to the entrance hall. I had called Harry to my office to explain the plan to him. I was going to bring him down to the entrance hall then show my true colours I was going to end it all. Show I was really not on their side but on Dumbledore’s. Harry was sure it would get me killed but I didn’t care. I didn’t want to carry on my double agent role. Harry left my office feeling rather annoyed. He didn’t want to go anywhere near Voldemort but I explained why he had to. I told him I wouldn’t let anything happen to him. I don’t think he believed me so I told him to think of it this way… Dumbledore wouldn’t let anything happen to him. He accepted that.
Two weeks passed and nothing happened. Severus, Dumbledore and Harry were now visiting my office daily. Asking if I had heard anything, if anything unusual had happened. Every day I had to kick them out of my office so that I could get some work done. It was nearing April and I was sitting in my office when I felt the burning pain sear through my arm. I leapt up grabbed my robes and hid the mask under them. I ran down to the dungeon and knocked on the door. Severus opened it with a worried look on his face. He told his class the they were dismissed but they had to go up their common room and stay there. We ran to Dumbledore’s office. He was sitting using his penseive when we burst through through the door.
“It’s time.” Severus said urgently.
“Ok. Go and get Harry.” Dumbledore told me. “He’s in his common room.”
I ran from the room and up to the Gryffindor common room. I had been told the passwords when I first started but I had never gone in there. I had never been in that common room in my life. I ran up to the portrait and said the password. It swung forward and I climbed through. Harry was sitting in the corner with two people I knew by sight as Ron and Hermione. I ran up. Heads turned as I ran through the common room towards them.
“It’s time isn’t it?” Harry said shakily as I reached them. I nodded and Harry stood up.
“Harry what’s going on?” Hermione asked as she looked at me, standing in front of them in long black robes.
“It’s something I have to do. Don’t worry. I’ll be back later.” Harry said. Ron looked nervous but he nodded slowly.
“Harry we have to go.” I said quickly. Harry nodded to me and followed me out of the common room. Once we were out of the common room we broke into a run down to the entrance hall. Just before we reached the stairs into the entrance hall I stopped and put on my Death eater mask. We walked down the stairs just in case they were there. I didn’t want it to seem like he came with me voluntarily. I grabbed Harry’s arm and we let the show begin. I pulled Harry down the stairs, he was pretending to fight back but not to hard because I was too nervous to put in all my strength. Nobody was in the entrance hall apart from Dumbledore he nodded to me and whispered good luck before turning himself invisible. I pulled Harry to the door then before I opened I turned to Harry.
“Harry. I will do everything I can to keep you from harm but if anything happens. If I can’t protect you. I’m sorry.”
“Cameron. I trust you. I know you won’t let them hurt me.”
“Harry don’t worry about the death eaters. Voldemort told them not to hurt you. He is the only one you need to worry about cursing you.” I assured him. With that I opened the door and strode down the lawn, Harry at my side. I reached the gates to see all hell had broken loose just outside the gates. It was obvious Dumbledore had told the teachers because they were all outside fighting with the death eaters. When I walked out the door Voldemort yelled.
“Get the boy. Leave the teachers I want to boy brought to me.” He yelled.
“NO.” I yelled back. Everything stopped. Everyone was looking at me like I was crazy though none of the teachers knew who I was. I pulled off my mask and through it down onto the ground, a lot of the teachers gasped. Then with Harry at my side I walked through the mayhem. Nobody stopped me or made a grab for Harry. I got to about ten feet from Voldemort when I could hear Harry gasping in pain at my side. I stopped and grabbed Harry’s hand. Suddenly Harry’s pain seared through my body making me keel in pain but I knew I was helping Harry so I didn’t let go. I stood up straight, the paint still searing through my body like knives.
“You aren’t taking Harry.” I said loudly.
“And you’re going to stop me?” Voldemort laughed. His high chilling laugh breaking through the night. “You and what army?”
“This army.” Dumbledore yelled. I spun around as far as I could without letting go of Harry’s hand. Dumbledore was standing behind me and hundreds of wizards suddenly apparated in amongst the death eaters. Nobody attacked. Voldemort must have known he couldn’t do anything. He didn’t have even half the number of wizards Dumbledore had on his side. The death eaters, teachers and Ministry wizards were standing in a scattered circle around Voldemort, Dumbledore, Harry and myself. Dumbledore walked around so he was nearer to Harry and me. Voldemort pulled out his wand. Dumbledore and I did the same.
“You can’t beat me girl. There’s no way you’d stand a chance.” Voldemort hissed.
“I don’t want to beat you. I just want to get revenge for you killing my parents.” I snarled back.
“But you killed your parents. You and your friends. Who I notice are still faithful to me.”
“It was under your order.” I yelled.
“Just hand over the boy and I will let you go free.” Voldemort snapped.
“No. I will die protecting him.” I told them. Suddenly a gold barrier appeared around Voldemort, Harry and I. Every one else was on the outside. “What’s going on?” I yelled.
“It’s a protection barrier Cameron. You put it around the three of you. Nobody can get in and no curses can break through it. Don’t worry if you need to get out you can. This is just so nobody can get in.” Dumbledore yelled.
“Why put it around the three of us. And I didn’t do this.” I screamed back. I didn’t put up a barrier and I wanted to know who did. Fear rushed through my body along with the pain that was surging through me from Harry. Harry tried desperately to break free from my grip, as he knew it was causing me pain but I refused to let go.
“You put it around the three of you when you said you would die protecting him. You can get out if you need but I suggest staying in as Voldemort is the only person who can get to you there.” Dumbledore yelled. I knew Voldemort was listening too as his eyes lit up.
“Well that isn’t a very good thing is it!” I yelled as Voldemort started pacing back and forth.
“Well Cameron. Looks like it’s just you, me and Harry here.” Voldemort hissed.
“Cameron. He only gets one curse. After that he will be banished from the barrier.” Dumbledore yelled.
“Well I’ll have to make this one count won’t I.” Voldemort hissed. “So who shall it be? Harry or Cameron. One caused my downfall. The other makes me make this choice.”
“Take me.” I said. I was shaking from head to foot but I stood tall as I signed my death warrant.
“Oh a noble one.” Voldemort sneered. For the first time Harry pulled himself out of my grip and fell in a heap on the floor. Voldemort pointed his wand at me. I stood ready to duck, ready to move in any way to try and dodge the curse. I knew what was coming. It would be Adava Kedavra, I wasn’t sure if I could dodge that but I figured I should try. Voldemort continued to point his wand at me until he spoke.
“Adava Kedavra.” He suddenly pointed his want at Harry and I saw the curse shoot out of the wand. I jumped over Harry. I knew I had to save him, he mattered more than I did. I felt the curse hit me and I knew I was dead.
Everyone watched as Cameron’s body fell on top of Harry. Voldemort was suddenly thrown backwards out of the barrier and he apparated away as quickly as he could. The death eaters followed and left the scene as quickly as possible. The barrier disappeared and everyone rushed forward. Severus Snape reached Cameron and Harry first and pulled Cameron up and lay her on her back on the grass. His eyes filled with tears when he saw she was definitely dead. Dumbledore kneeled down next to Harry and helped him sit up. Harry stood up and walked away. He pushed his way through the crowd and walked up to the castle. Nobody followed him. They knew he needed time. Severus picked up Cameron’s body and carried it up to the castle. Dumbledore at his side. She would be buried the next day with the message carved on her Gravestone.