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OtterySt.Catchpole · 01-19-2010, 08:53 AM

Chapter: Video killed the radio star …

And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.

Oh-a oh

You were the first one.
Oh-a oh

You were the last one.

“That isn’t very nice Spider,” the woman exclaimed. “Crucio!”

The man fell to the ground his bald head slamming into the hard wood floor with a loud thunk almost as if he had been thrown against the floor his eyes wide open but his mouth clamped tightly shut as Bellatrix got up and kicked him in the face. “You basilisk! How dare you?!” Taking her wand she cast the same spell on the prone figure. He flopped like a fish out of water, again refusing to let out cries of agony though the pain was present in his eyes and tortured face.

Neville knew it would only be a matter of seconds before they noticed him and Luna. His wand in his hand, the Gryffindor grabbed the girl and helping her up Neville kissed her on the lips. Full, fast and far too quickly for his liking. “I’m getting you out of here Luna,” he said, “ now run!”

As Luna stood there still in that instant of awe all shock and sweet surprise Neville pushed her in front of him and out of the compartment barely turning around in time to cast a shield spell.

“Stupid hero!” Narcissa exclaimed.

“I’m no hero,” the boy replied gritting his teeth. The young Gryffindor was tired and the shield spell was zapping the last reserves of his strength, but he had to buy Luna time to escape. He pulled a small plant out of his pocket, a tiny thing in a little plastic pot. Neville had reached for it as a last thought before he rushed out of the compartment unaware that he would need it or use it. The young Gryffindor had meant to show it to Professor Sprout but … well, that was before the school train had been hijacked and the Death Eaters had openly declared war on the wizarding world. Neville cast a water spell and threw it on the ground. It exploded in a growth of vines flinging out growing at an exponential rate covering most of the compartment in seconds.

“Let’s hasten out of here sister, we’ve done what we came to do,” Narcissa said.

“But I’m not done with this oaf,” Bellatrix screamed still spelling Spider Robinson. “Or that one,” she said firing at Neville who was barely able to keep her spell at bay.

“That plant is going to take up this compartment in seconds and then it’s going to suck all the air out … we’re not going to be able to breathe, Bella,” Narcissa warned. Her sister looked at her even as she watched her captor writhing on the ground. Disbelief battled desire and truth. "I know this plant Bellatrix there's no killing it once it starts, it's worse than Devil's Snare."

“Fine. Avada Kadavra!” Bellatrix screamed at Neville firing the shot. The boy fell to the ground. The plant withering next to him where it had been blasted. Still, the rest of it continued to grow.

From the other side of the compartment Luna screamed banging at the door unable to get in. Spider, for his part, had taken advantage of the brief distraction and disapparated lest his hostess want to indulge him in more of her hospitality.

"He escaped the blasted fool!" Bellatrix screamed. She turned to spell Luna but a large portion of the vine, the size of a small tree trunk grew quickly over the window in the door covering her.

Narcissa looked at her sister. Her expression said everything. It was time to go. The Malfoy woman put her mask over her face and then disapparated. The plant tore through the compartment all around the cabin still growing out of control leaving no room to stand in much less to breathe. With one last look at the fallen boy she had killed, Bellatrix left. No joyful sneer, but a heart heavy with vengeance if she could get her hands on Spider Robinson.

♥

Thank you Lari and Connie, you girls pwn the universe.

I'm going to do some fanart for both of you just cuz you're so faithful to my fics. I'm seriously touched ...

I'll post a link laterz. For now ... no time for replies, I'm off to bed. But thank you for always reading and posting.

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