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Harry Potter NR.1
Date: 3/7/2016, Categories: Fiction Fan fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: zimbi
... down a narrow lane. Around the corner, Ginny removed the cloak and shoved it in her bag. "Stupefy!" Ginny said jumping around a building, but her auditory gave Bellatrix a moment's notice and she dodged the spell. A yellow jet of light flew in Ginny's direction but she swiftly ducked out of its way. Another spell flew toward her and she managed to block it with a protective charm. She sent spells flying, matching Bellatrix's speed and intensity. Bellatrix scowled, seeing that a witch so young as Ginny was able to fight as well as she could. It would have been a well matched duel. Ginny had grown experienced and learned so much since she last dueled someone of Bellatrix's caliber. But out of another alley, Carrow and another Death Eater arrived and Ginny knew she was out of her league. She sent a spell that hit nothing of any use. She ran. "After her!" she heard a male voice call. The curses behind her came fast and she threw behind her not even a quarter of what flew after her. They were catching up. She felt one grab the strap of her backpack and she flung around, hitting a wall hard. The strap ripped and she hastily grabbed the bag with one hand. Ginny sent one last hex and it nearly hit Bellatrix right in the face but she blocked it. She was surrounded. The meatier Death Eater ripped her wand away from her. "Stupid, vile girl!" Bellatrix seethed, pressing her wand into Ginny's jugular. Ginny was aware that this was the second time she had a wand at her neck in a week. ...
... This time however, she was not going to be able to walk away scot-free. "You think you can follow me around without my notice?!" Ginny knew she would be captured and that they would probably search her bag. Desperate, she inched her hand toward the opening of the front pocket of her bag. She reached down stuck her hand inside imperceptibly. "Wait Bella!" Carrow called. Ginny stopped, afraid he'd noticed what she was doing. "It's her. She's the one who told us about the prophecy." Bellatrix smiled, tracing shapes on Ginny's face with her wand tip. "Well then, you sneaky wench," Bellatrix said, chest heaving. "You've lucked out. For the moment, anyways." Finding the vial and gripping it in her hand Ginny punched Bellatrix hard across the face and completed the motion by throwing it across the Alley with every bit of power she had. It shattered against the far brick wall. Its contents, silvery and glowing, slid down the wall along its cracks and into the street sewage drain. Ginny caught her breath, momentarily shocked at what she'd done before her head was yanked back by her hair. "You will certainly pay for that." Then, Bellatrix Disapparated, Ginny's hair still coiled tightly in her hands. She used every inch of her power to stay calm. Harry's memories were gone. She needed to stay cognizant. Every connection she had to him was gone. She was about to be tortured mercilessly and questioned. She'd need to use Occlumency no doubt and she needed her wits about her. She was totally ...