𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ☆ 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝑌𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝑆𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑁 ☆ 17

"That foul little git," Ron spat out.

Eventually, they had managed to get out of the vault and to the dragon, but they couldn't go any further than that.

"At least we've still got Bogrod," Harry pointed out. But soon, they didn't. The dragon had other ideas, and with the goblin imperiused and oblivious, he got fired at by the dragon.

"Or not," Rosalyn seethed.

Suddenly, about fifteen wizards came running at them. They all had wands, and all were firing well aimed spells at the quartet.

And so they ran back and hid either side of the corridor, Rosalyn and Hermione on one, Harry and Ron on the other.

"We can't just stand here who's got an idea?" Hermione shouted.

"You're the brilliant one!" Ron reminded her.

"I've got something but it's- mad!" Hermione yelled back. "Reducto!"

She pointed her wand at the barrier stopping them from getting to the dragon, and it exploded promptly. From there, Hermione ran out, dodging spells and curses, and jumped on the back of the dragon.

Rosalyn, Ron and Harry gasped.

"Well, come on, then!" Hermione shouted to them.

Without hesitation, Rosalyn jumped onto the dragon as well, Harry and Ron following her. "Relashio!" Hermione shouted, destroying the chains that kept the dragon under control.

Slowly, it raised its head, then it's wings, getting ready to fly.

Then it did just that.

Destroying everything in its path, the Ukrainian Ironbelly flew upwards, finally free from its sanctuary. It breathed fire, so it also burned things, and then, finally, they got through to the top of the bank-

Goblins were running everywhere, trying to escape, Rosalyn held on for dear life as the dragon shook its head, raised its wings, broke through the glass ceiling of Gringotts, and took off into the sky.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Ron shouted.

The wind whipped their faces and reddened their cheeks as the dragon flew on and on.

After about half an hour, they were finally flying over water. "I say we drop now before it realises we're here!" Rosalyn told them.

"Okay!" Hermione shouted back. "Three!"

"Two!" Rosalyn said.

"One!"

"GO!"

All at once, they dropped into the water. It was a rough landing, and Rosalyn went deep below the surface.

Before she slipped into Lord Voldemort's mind.

He was angry... really angry... the ring... the diary... the locket... all destroyed. The cup... gone.

The others... Nagini must be kept close now... the one at Hogwarts... all fine... Snape was there, he would surely catch Potter before she managed to get inside...

Ravenclaw... Hogwarts... Helena... Ghosts. Horcruxes.

Rosalyn came to floating in the lake, and she hastened to follow the others and swim to safety.

The quartet walked up an island as Rosalyn spoke, teeth chattering.

"He knows. You-Know-Who. He knows we broke into Gringotts, he knows what we took, and he knows we're hunting horcruxes," Rosalyn quickly said.