The Death Eaters were on them before she could blink. She dodged a hex and cast a hurried Protego , her eyes wildly taking in the scene. Walden MacNair loomed before her, his thin face alight with maniacal glee. Several other Dark Wizards moved in her peripheral vision, their wands out and trained on Malfoy. She could sense others behind her and she cursed their luck, to be ambushed in the center of this vast chamber. They were exposed on all sides and outnumbered.
A spell shot towards her from her right and she dodged, rolling away and trying to come up to retaliate. Another spell slammed into her shoulder and she was thrown back, the pain rippling through her limbs. Blood sprayed across the stone and she screamed, her legs scrambling against the floor as she tried to find her balance. She could see Malfoy several meters away, his face contorted with rage as he tried to move towards her. His wand swung left and right, the spells throwing Dark Wizards away from him.
A cold hand gripped her by her neck, lifting her slightly off the ground. Her toes scratched across the stone and she gasped, her wand coming up. Before she could cast, the tip of the other wizardās wand dug into her chest, just above her heart. She froze, her breath coming in sharp, shuddering bursts.
Her wild eyes caught Malfoyās where he had stopped, his wand raised. The Death Eaters he had been battling circled him, their wands trained on his chest.
āLower your wand! Or the Mudblood gets hurt!ā