First of all: English isn't my native language.
Hide and Seek
"Well, well. Look who we have here."
I froze, my heart beat speeding up, adrenalin rushing through my veins.
He'd found me ...
"Knew I'd track you down, Bell", I could nearly hear his grin.
I gulped and then slowly turned around, looking straight into his cold green eyes.
"Flint", I said, my voice dry.
He stood on the top of the stairs, behind him his gang of former Slytherins. Adrian Pucey, Terence Higgs and Cassius Warrington.
Panic cursed through me when I noticed that Graham Montague wasn't with them. Flint and Pucey never showed up without him. So he had to be somewhere near, following our every move.
I tried to relax, but failed miserably. I didn't want Flint to know how afraid I was. All this hiding came to an end right now. But at least it took him over a year to find me. The Order protected me quite well.
"Long time since we last met", he said, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"What do you want, Flint?", I asked exasperated.
I needed time. Time to make an escape plan.
I was in the corridor two levels beneath my flat, without my wand. Flint and his gang blocked the stairs, so my only chance of escape was the door that led to the fire ladder. I just had to be fast enough.
So I turned around and started to run. And by some strange miracle they didn't follow me.
When I headed through the door and came to a skittering halt in front of the fire ladder, I knew why.
Leaning nonchalantly against it, was Montague.
"Going somewhere?", he smirked.
"Montague", I breathed, my eyes growing wide. They had trapped me. Those fucking Slytherins had trapped me !
"Why so scared, Bell?", my former classmate grinned.
"I'm not scared, I'm surprised", I acted nonchalantly, "I'm surprised you and your friends came up with a plan like that. Didn't know you were so smart – I thought all you could do was fucking some dumb girl's brains out."
"Well, maybe someone should fuck your brains out", Montague growled, "I bet Marcus would love to do that. But I have to warn you – he likes it rough."
An evil grin spread across his face, making me shiver. I had to get out. Before I could even think about making my next move though the door behind me opened and Flint and his faithful sidekicks came through.
"Trying to make a run for it, were you, love?", Flint grinned, slowly approaching me. He looked like a predator ..
"You're not going anywhere", he growled, "Not this time. It took me a god damn year to find you, Bell."
"How'd you find me anyway?", I asked, wasting time, "No one besides the Order knew -"
"Oh come on, Bell", he smirked again, his friends grinning along with him, "Use that pretty little head of yours."
I furrowed my brows. What was he implying?
"You have a traitor", Montague said, rolling his eyes.
"No", I whispered, my heart stopping for a moment while my brain tried to process what I had just heard. A traitor? No, it couldn't be. They had to be messing with me -
"Didn't you ever wonder what happened to Cormac McLaggen?", Pucey interrupted my thoughts, "Why he never came back from his mission?"
"He died in battle, that's what Ernie told us", I said, shaking my head in confusion, "They left his body behind."
"Well, they did leave him behind", Flint grinned, "But he wasn't dead yet. And he was only too willing to cooperate with us in order to stay alive."
"He – he told you?"
Oh my god – what if he had told them about Headquarters, too?
"Where is he now?", I asked, panicked.
"He's dead, of course", Warrington smirked, "I cut his throat after he told us everything."
"You bastard", I said through gritted teeth, tears beginning to fill my eyes. He might have ratted me out but still – I had known him nearly my whole life since his mother had been a friend of my mom's.
"Not so brave a Gryffindor after all, was he?", Flint smirked, moving closer to me. I stumbled backward, directly into Montague.
I suddenly realized there was no way for me to escape him this time.
Flint's smirk had vanished by the time he reached out for me, grabbed my upper arm and drew me toward him.
"Merlin, I've missed you", he breathed, burying his face in my hair. I nearly gagged. My whole body shivered. It just couldn't end like this.
"Let me go", I stammered, my voice finally breaking, "Please. Do you really think the Order wouldn't find me? Do you think Oliver -"
I was cut off when he slapped me across the face. Hard.
"Don't you ever mention his name again", Flint growled, "Or you'll be sorry. Understand?"
I just stared at him with wide eyes. Flint had always been intimidating, but never before had I been this scared of him. Nonetheless I'd never let him see that.
"He's going to kill you", I heard myself say a moment later.
What are you doing? Stop it!
But I couldn't help smirking when I saw him scowl.
"You'll never have me, Flint", I continued, "You can do whatever you want to me, use me however you like – but you'll only ever have my body. Not my mind, not my heart. Can you live with that?"
"Can you?", was his quiet reply, eyes dark with anger. But somehow these two words finally broke me. Because I already knew the answer to that. No, I couldn't.
"That's what I thought", his smirk returned and then he yanked me with him towards the door we came through earlier.
"Let's go", he said to the others, "I want to get out of here. There's an Apparition-alarm on the whole block, so we have to walk for a while. Won't risk anyone catching us."
He dragged me along and back inside the building. I could barely hold back my tears. So it finally happened. He found me and was going to take me away and no one would know where I was.
When Flint led me down the stairs my thoughts turned toward Oliver. He would do anything to find me, I knew it. He was my best friend after all. But finding me would lead to him getting killed. And I could never live with that.
My thoughts were interrupted when we reached the first floor – and the door opened at the exact same moment.
"Katie", Oliver beamed at me, "Thought I'd pick you up -"
It wasn't until then that he realized my panicked face and finally took in the whole situation.
"Flint", he said, half surprised and half angry, while drawing his wand.
"Oliver, don't -", I stammered, tears streaming down my face, "J-just go!"
He would never stand a chance against five Death Eaters.
"I won't leave you", he said, looking me straight in the eyes.
"Seems like Wood has a death wish", I heard Flint say, "Kill him."
"No, please", I screeched, turning around to face him, "It's me you want! Let him go, just take me and go, please!"
Pucey shot an unforgivable at Oliver, which he blocked with a shielding charm.
Flint smirked down at me. "Oh I was dreaming about you begging me to take you."
I flinched, before pulling myself together again and taking a deep breath.
"If you let him go, I'll do whatever you want", I whispered. He furrowed his brows and was about to say something, when Pucey was sent flying into the wall next to us.
"Enough!", Flint barked, before grabbing my hair and turning me back around to face Oliver, "Drop your wand, Wood. Or I'll kill her."
Something cool touched my throat and I saw Oliver's eyes widen.
"Y-you wouldn't", he stammered.
"Don't tempt me", Flint growled, "Drop your wand."
Oliver looked at me for a second – and then disapparated with a loud popping sound. My stomach tightened in anticipation. A moment later a shrilling sound rang out.
"What's that?", Higgs asked in confusion, while Montague tried to help Pucey back on his feet.
"Apparition-alarm", groaned Warrington.
Suddenly the sound was gone and one Order member after the other appeared. Higgs disapparated instantly.
Flint was too confused by everything and I saw my chance. I elbowed him in the stomach and wrenched free.
"No", I heard him murmurer behind me, but I never looked back. I just ran straight through the front door and onto the street.
"Bell!", he sent a curse at Lupin and followed me.
"Katie! Over here!"
Oliver was waving at me from the other side of the street, Fred and George by his sides.
"Incarcerus!", Flint bellowed behind me and I expected the curse to hit me any second – but George reacted immediately and threw a shielding charm around me.
When I finally reached them, I ran straight into Oliver's arms.
"I've got you", he murmured into my ear, "You're safe now."
Flint stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by Order members. He turned and glared at me, eyes as cold as ice.
"I found you once, Bell. I'll find you again."
And then he disapparated.
I grabbed Oliver's arm painfully and broke down, crying hysterically.