Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Crossover ❯ Morag MacDougal ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12

She had been sitting beside Pansy Parkinson when the lights went out and had been one of the first to realize what was happening. Survival instinct had kicked in hard, and had flung most of the "fifth" year Slytherin's into a flurry of activity.

Gryffindors might be bold and Ravenclaws might be smart, but it is the Slytherins that make it through no matter what.

Everyone would have expected Pansy, or perhaps Blaize, to lead the others in Draco's absence, but if there was one thing Morag herself was good at, it was ordering people around.

Within seconds, she had managed to get the others on the move, avoiding the occasional panicky Hufflepuff on their way to the closest exit. Non of them were going to remain as sitting ducks for the Deatheaters to slaughter.

Outside, it was raining and cold. Darkness had already crept up on them, rendering their visibility near zero. A quick spell, though, revealed that there were no Deatheaters waiting for them in the near proximity and thus they all made the run towards the surrounding forest.

The clearing they soon found themselves in offered the opportunity to regroup and plan. It was too open a position to hope that they could stay there, but at least they could see each other. . . barely.

Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws soon made their way into the clearing, soaked to the bone and most of them shaking with terror.

Less than ten minutes after Terry Boot and Padma Patil arrived, and just as they were preparing to try to make their way towards Hogwarts, Cho Chang erupted into the clearing.

It happened so fast that non of them had time to move, as they watched the girl open her mouth and the flash of green light at her back.

Cho's eyes dulled immediately and she collapsed, a vaguely shocked expression on her face.

If there was one thing that would have mobilized those in the clearing, it was watching the Ravenclaw seeker die.

Next thing that any of those watching knew was that they were running madly in the direction they all believed Hogwarts to be. Non of them wanted to look back and see. . .

Morag was hauling an oddly passive Pansy with her. The girl seemed to be far away from the muddy forest they were in. . . as if her mind had evaporated along with Cho Chang's life.

The minute curses began flying around their heads, though, the blonde came back herself and began making use of her wand (if not her brain).

The mad race had already been going on for several minutes, and Morag knew that neither of them would be able to keep it up for much longer. They didn't practice any sports, and thus had an almost nil level of endurance.

Just as her knees began to bend beneath her weight, they came upon a new clearing.

A very not-empty clearing.

The herd of hippogriffs moved in annoyance at their intrusion, but Morag ignored that. Without stopping, she flung Pansy to her knees before the nearest one. As she collapsed beside her companion, she noticed that the blonde was already trying to get to her feet.

-"Wait! Pansy, they're hippogriffs!"

That got the blonde to freeze, just in time to see the hippogriff bend its knees before them.

Both girls quickly scampered onto the beast, wondering why the Deatheaters hadn't caught up with them yet, but too frightened to stop and think about it.

The hippogriff took to the air, hopefully flying in Hogwarts' direction, and both girls pressed closer to one another in an effort to fight the cold.

Thankfully, the lightning had stopped and darkness reigned. With a little bit of luck they wouldn't be noticed.

Pansy's body was warm, and she was so very tired. . . sleep began lurking in the wake o her now disappearing adrenaline high, and she would have willingly fallen into its embrace. . . had it not been for the Avada Kedavra that barely missed her head.

Both Pansy and the hippogriff screeched in indignation as they realized what hat nearly happened. The girls turned and caught sigh of the three Deatheaters trailing them, the hippogriffs they rode wearing collars that Morag recognized: the poor beasts were under a for of Imperius.

-"Oh, Morag. They're really trying to kill us!!"

-"You idiot!! You just noticed?!"

Pansy turned tearful eyes towards her.

-"My father's with them."

-"He's one of them?!"

A soft nod. Morag gave her a pitying look. She didn't even dare to hope that her uncle wouldn't kill her on sight. The Macnairs never backed down when it came to killing. But to have your own father trying to kill you. . .

Curses were still flying their way, so Morag began returning fire. . . leaving Pansy free to worry about where they were going. A lucky Impedimenta left them only two Deatheaters to deal with, but Morag's already tired body was draining fast. Very soon she wouldn't even be able to cast a Wingardium Leviosa.

A happy squeal from Pansy made her turn, just as the final clouds parted and Hogwarts came into view. Every light was on, making the castle and its surroundings glow. And that included the bubble-like shield that now surrounded the school.

Pansy immediately tried to get the hippogriff to stop, or at least change course. Behind them, they could hear the Deatheaters' cries of triumph, as they got their rides to speed up. They were going to sweep in for the kill.

The girls were almost at the shield, their hippogriff intent on crashing into it. Pansy's hands left the beast's feathers to curl around her best friend's were they rested against her stomach. They both closed their eyes in preparation for the impact. . . heard the Deatheaters scream. . . felt a sudden cold and. . .

Two pairs of eyes opened in shock and they caught sight of the castle's main doors right before them, the hippogriff flying towards them.

They had made it.

They were there.