Cassie and Lyssa Alternate Ending 4

My stunner finally hit her. And she had said stunning would get me no-where? Well see where it got her, unconsious in the middle of a war feild.

I ran over and dragged her body into the great hall.

McGonagall raised an eyebrown and I smiled sadly.

I groaned as I came to, and tried to move my hand up to push my hair out of my face only to find I couldn't. What had happened again anyway? Oh yeah...Damn...

I opened my eyes and tossed the hair out of them by shaking my head.

I had (magicaly) bound Lyssa to a chair then grabbed another one and placed it in front.

Sure there was still a war raging outside the hall but McGonagall said to keep an eye on Lyssa.

"Rise and Shine." I said cheerily once she came back to onciousness.

I looked up to see Cassie. I sighed.

"Great it's you," I said in disdain.

I yanked again, trying to get my hand free so I could get my annoying hair out of my face. It was tickling it.

"Who else would you think it would be?" I asked rolling my eyes.

I snickered sligthly as she tried to push her hair back without her arms.

Which belieave me if actually quite difficult.

Giving up with a huff I scowled and leaned back as best I could.

"This is rightly annoying," I muttered, scowl deepening.

"So what cha gonna do now that you've got me here?" I asked, feeling the beginnings of a smirk as I looked at her.

I smirked. "Live with it, I learnt to."

I yawned and streached.

"No clue, actually. Though sitting here is fun." I winked.

I scowled again.

"You're insufferable," I said, glaring.

Then I let out a mirthless chuckle. "Figures you wouldn't think far enough ahead to know what happens next."

I rolled my eyes. "Ok eingstine why dont you think of something, diciding what to do with a Hostae iksn't exacty easy when you've been told not to release them and to watch them."

"Yes because it takes so much concentration to think and watch at the same time. But then again you have such a small attention span," I said sourly. This was really putting me in a proper bad mood, and I was getting more agitated by the second.

"Did you at least have the sense to grab my wand from where ever the hell I dropped it?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

Cj

“Course I did.” I took her wand out of my pocked showed her then put it back. To be perfectly honest I hadn’t picked it up but McGonagall had and given it to me to look after. But I wasn’t about to tell her that. I heard a bang from outside and turned my head and frowned to see what it was, but I couldn’t see through walls so I couldn’t see.

I turned my head toward the doors when I heard a bang outside the hall. I fidgeted, wanting to be out there doing something, and also because yeah I was uncomfortable. I scowled and bit the inside of my lip, turning to glare at Cassie.

Cj

I turned back to Lyssa who was full on Malfoy glaring at me, I raised an eyebrow.

“You look like you’re having fun.” I commented smirking slightly.

She glowered at me.

My glare dropped into an annoyed stare, while still a glare.

"Of course I'm having fun," I muttered sarcastically. "It's always been my dream to be tied to a chair in the middle of a war where if someone were to bust in and start shooting off random spells I would have no way to protect myself."

If I could have crossed my arms I would have.

I snickered slightly.

"Well now you know how I felt when you were being Death Eatery."

I glanced at her and saw she was glowering, I bit back a laugh.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" I asked.

I shifted a little, trying to find some way to get comfortable.

"Dammit," I snapped suddenly. "Did you have to make these so tight?" I motioned at the ropes magically binding me to the chair.

"Well you know, being Hostage isn't exacrtly fun." I muttered.

I raised my eyebrows. "Course I do, and no I'm not going to loosen it. Live with it,"

I smiled innocently.

"Of course, because them digging into my skin is completely something that I can live with," I snarled, internally fuming.

I frowned and glared.

I smiled amused. "Well learn too. At least be thankful that we're not heartless gits, cause otherwise you'd be in for it way worse then you will."

I was wondering how the war was going and kept glancing towards the door. I frowned, I could be out there helping...

I smirked momentarily seeing her glance at the door frowning.

"Aw what's wrong?" I then said, completely straight-faced. "Do you want to go and help all your little Mudblood and blood traitor friends out there? Too bad you had to stun me and get stuck in here."

I pulled my arm back and wacked her in the cheek.

"You know," I snarled. "They used to be your freinds too, that are sacrificing themselves to put an end to what freaking Voldemort has started. You're acting like it's no big deal. Fred died you know."

I scowled at her.

I bit my lip as my cheek throbbed from her hitting it, glaring off to the side.

Then I turned my head forward swiftly to look at her. "Fred?" I said in a disbelieving voice.

My facial expression changed from the glare to wide-eyed quickly.

I nodded. "Yeah Fred, along with so many others." I frowned and bit my lip.

Voldemort's voice rang out stating we had an hour to do three things, mourne our dead, heal our injured and give him Harry Potter, he called his Death Eaters back, if we didn't give up Harry Potter in the hour he was going to enterthe war.

"Bleeding Christ." I muttered frowning.

I so shocked to hear about Fred dieing that I didn't even hear a word that Voldemort said, or notice that people were coming in the hall, some helping others, some carrying bodies.

I frowned watching people carrying bodies into the hall. I wondered how mant Death Eater's we'd gotten.

I looked over to the Wealsy family and Hermione who was there too, surronding Fred, where was Harry?