Before Erin could register what was going on, she was held by Bellatrix Lestrange. The woman was slightly pressing her knife to Erin's neck.

Only one bad move and I'll be dead, she thought.

“Potter, your race is run,” drawled Lucius Malfoy, pulling off his mask. “Now hand me the prophecy like a good boy. . . .”

“Let — let the others go, and I’ll give it to you!” said Harry desperately.

A few of the Death Eaters laughed.

“You are not in a position to bargain, Potter,” said Lucius Malfoy, his pale face flushed with pleasure. “You see, there are ten of us and only one of you . . . or hasn’t Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?”

“He’s dot alone!” shouted a voice from above them. “He’s still god be!”

Neville was scrambling down the stone benches toward them, Hermione’s wand held fast in his trembling hand.

“Neville — no — go back to Ron —”

“STUBEFY!” Neville shouted again, pointing his wand at each Death Eater in turn, “STUBEFY ! STUBE —”

One of the largest Death Eaters seized Neville from behind, pinioning his arms to his sides. He struggled and kicked; several of the Death Eaters laughed.

“It’s Longbottom, isn’t it?” sneered Lucius Malfoy. “Well, your grandmother is used to losing family members to our cause. . . . Your death will not come as a great shock. . . .”

“Longbottom?” repeated Bellatrix behind Erin, and a truly evil smile lit her gaunt face. “Why, I have had the pleasure of meeting your parents, boy. . . .”

“I DOE YOU HAB!” roared Neville, and he fought so hard against his captor’s encircling grip that the Death Eater shouted,

“Someone Stun him!”

“No, no, no,” said Bellatrix. “No, let’s see how long Longbottom lasts before he cracks like his parents. . . . Unless Potter wants to give us the prophecy —”

“DON’D GIB ID DO DEM!” roared Neville, an unknown Death Eater grabbed him. “DON’D GIB ID DO DEM, HARRY!”

Bellatrix raised her wand. “Crucio!”

Erin started kicking Bellatrix into her shin, which, she later realized, was a mistake. The knife left her neck and appeared in front of Erin's belly, the blade not even a centimeter from the material of her shirt.

The girl yelled out in pain as the blade almost whole dissapeared into her belly.

"EBIN!" yelled Neville, who still was in pain.

“That was just a taster!” said Bellatrix, gazing up at Harry. She pulled the knife out of Erin and then quickly stabbed her again, making her scream. “Now, Potter, either give us the prophecy, or watch your little friends die the hard way!”

Then, high above them, two more doors burst open and five more people sprinted into the room: Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley.

Bellatrix let Erin go. The girl fell on her knees, clutching her belly, her t-shirt soaked in blood. She could easily heal herself if she knew what was the spell.

Tonks, at the sight of her, immediately helped her up and hide around the corner, where no one could see them.

"That bitch," Dora muttered while healing Erin. When the woman could not see any wounds bleeding, she asked, "Are you okay?"

Erin only shrugged. It still hurt but it was more tolerable now.

"Alright," Tonks stood up. "I'm gonna go fight now and you stay here, yeah?"

The Slytherin nodded but when Dora left, Erin, being the stubborn girl she is, sighed and with her wand in her hand, she stood up.

She winced. After all that running and fighting, Erin felt exhausted but she didn't want to sit there and do absolutely nothing when she could be helping the others.

She found herself fighting an unknown Death Eater close to Remus, who was dueling Bellatrix.

“Petrificus Totalus!”

“Impedimenta!”

"Protego!"

"Accio Prophecy!"

Everyone was shooting spells. Erin was not sure which voice belonged to the Death Eater she was dueling.

From the corner of her eye, Erin saw Tonks fall from halfway up the stone steps, her limp form toppling from stone seat to stone seat, and Bellatrix, triumphant, running back toward the fray.

A few moments later, the unknown Death Eater was sent backwards by Erin's "STUPEFY!" his head hit the stone wall behind him, he was surely unconcious.

It was then, when she noticed Bellatrix with her wand pointing at Erin.

The young girl managed to block the first Crucio that the woman sent her way. Erin hated to admit it but she wasn't sure if she'll be able to block all the curses as Bellatrix was very good at dueling.

Bellatrix managed Erin to let her wand out of her hand. It flew somewhere where none of the two of them could see.

It was then when from Lestrange yelled;

"This is for your mother, Mudblood Mckinnon!"

There was a green jet of light flying from her wand right towards where Erin was standing.

And she was sure this was her end.

Until a taller figure stood up in front of her.