Part Seven
Jamie

“I don’t believe it… He wouldn’t-” Neville said, falling into a chair.

“How do you know?” I asked Alicia, wrapping an arm round her waist again. She leaned against me as if she needed the support.

“He was there- in my vision” She whispered. “I was shut in some sort of cage… Malfoy was there, telling me not to fight anymore… He brought the kids in…” Her eyes filled with tears as she continued. “Then he took them away again… They brought Tasha in- Malfoy cursed her… Then- then…” The tears spilled over and she buried her face into my chest.

“Then, what?” Ron asked, his voice hoarse and sounding like he didn’t really want her to answer.

“They bought Jamie in… Dragging h- him by h- his h- hair… They’d tortured h-him that much, h- he couldn’t stand!” She said, still sobbing into my shirt. I stroked her pale blue hair absently. Could it really be that we had escaped Malfoy Manor yesterday, only to end up there again in the future? “Malfoy kicked h- him- I tried to reach for h- him through the bars, but something h- hit me in the face, breaking my nose, which h- healed immediately. H- he stopped fighting… H- he was barely alive! I started shouting at h- him, telling h- him not to give up” I felt the smile tug my lips up. Even in a life-or-death situation, trust Alicia to shout at people. “Then I heard h- him- I looked up and h- he h- had his wand pointed into my face- that’s when I woke up” She pulled away from me, wiping her face on the back of her hand and sniffling.