Everyone ran in all different directions, as the flames grew higher.

Everyone was screaming in fear of burning alive, all thanks to Goyle.

Items from the various piles fell, as the flames engulfed them.

Draco, Goyle, and Blaze began climbing one of the tall stacks, in attempt to escape the fire from beneath them.

"Where is she!?" Draco cried out desperately, as his eyes darted around the room.

The large flames chased the four of us around the thin walk ways between the thousands of pieces of junk.

They lead us all right back to each other.

"Get down!" Hermione screamed.

We all ducked as she casted a quick spell, to shield us from the flames that tried to pounce on us.

"We've got to get out of here!" Ron yelped.

"How?!" I questioned.

Harry looked over his right shoulder.

There sat a pile of brooms.

He looked back at me and smiled.

"No way! I'm not driving one of those damn things!" I argued.

"It's either that, or cook like a ham." Harry said, tossing each one of us a broom.

That's when Goyle lost his grip on the pile he was climbing, falling into the large flames.

I swallowed hard, as I put the broom between my legs.

"Here goes nothing." I told myself as, we all took off into the air.

We circled the tall pile, where Draco and Blaze held onto.

Their faces filled with fear, as the flames grew higher, and higher.

"Harry!" I yelled out to him.

I couldn't let Draco die.

I just couldn't, I guess you can say I had a soft spot for Draco.

Harry turned his head at looked at me.

He saw my eyes fill with tears, as I watched Draco hold on for dear life.

"Please, Harry." I begged him.

Harry turned his head to look at Ron.

"We can't just leave them!" Harry yelled. His eyes were filled with empathy.

Ron looked at me, then at Hermione.

"You're joking right?!" Ron replied.

Harry looked at Ron for a moment.

Ron rolled his eyes and scuffed.

"If we die because of them, I'm going to kill you!" Ron screamed at Harry.

We circled the pile again.

Harry, who was in front of me, extended his arm out.

He locked hands with Draco, pulling him onto the back of his broom.

I extended my arm, locking hands with Blaze, and pulling him onto the back of my broom.

Ron and Hermione followed us, as we flew through the room of requirement, and out the door.

For my first time flying, I'm doing pretty damn good!

How do I stop?

Oh shit, how do I land?

"How do I stop?!" I screamed.

It was too late, I crashed Blaze and I into Draco and Harry.

The four of us flipped through the air, and hit the hard ground.

Harry broke away from our tangled body's.

He stabbed the crown with the basilisk fang, and kicked it into the flames, before the doors slammed shut.

He had destroyed another Horcrux.

Draco, Blaze and I laid in a tangled mess.

Only for a few seconds, before we got our bearings enough to move.

Everyone let out several groans as we all rolled on top of each other, trying to break free.

"Why is there broken glass everywhere?!" Blaze yelled.

I reached for my necklace, to find the small jar was no longer there.

It had shattered when we fell.

My note laid, still folded, about five feet in front of us.

"Fuck!" I yelled, locking eyes with Draco.

His head was right next to mine.

I tried to wiggle free and pull myself to my feet.

Draco moved much quicker than I did, after figuring out that I was trying to get the piece of paper that laid on the ground.

Draco grabbed me by the back of my shirt and pulled me back down, as he made it to his feet.

He ran in front of me, scooping the note up.

Draco looked back at me, as he stuffed the note into his pocket.

Draco and Blaze quickly ran away down the hallway.

Harry and Hermione helped me to my feet quickly.

"No, no, NO!" I cried out.

He wasn't supposed to see that unless I died.

Draco wasn't supposed to know how I truly felt yet.

I tried to run after them, but Hermione held me back.

"Don't, we've got bigger things to worry about." Hermione ordered.

"What am I supposed to do?" I cried.

My heart felt like it was beating at a thousand miles an hour.

My chest was tight and shallow.

My lungs seemed to stiffen up, making it hard to breath.

"What do we do now?" Ron asked, as his eyes looked between us all.

I took a few deep breaths to catch my breath.

"We fight. If Draco is here, that means Voldemort's followers are here on the school grounds." I stood tall, pushing my emotions deep down inside me.

"She's right." Harry replied.

"Let's go!" I yelled.

We all ran.

We ran down the halls and stairs.

We ran to the main floor of the school, and fought against Voldemort's army.