No Quidditch routine she or Oliver planned ever made her heart beat so furiously. She ducked behind a tapestry at some point, trying to hold her breath and hoping that her pulse was only that loud in her ears.
She tensed again, her hands against the cold stone wall quivering. She was trying to be brave. To be honest, being brave would have been easier if she had her wand. Then she could just hex him. She was pissed off, but she knew that, in her state, she was not in a good position. Reeling in her Gryffindor courage made her feel scared. Maybe…she had to keep a tactical mindset. Well, first she had to find one.
“I know you can hear me—don’t make me do things the hard way.”
Thinking on her feet, Angelina quickly grabbed the helmet of the suit of armor next to the tapestry and threw it at what she hoped was another suit of armor down another corridor. She heard a loud clang as the metal fell to the floor. Barty said something and she remained deathly still as she heard his footsteps fade.
Angelina bolted again, feeling a little smug, and probably too safe. But it didn’t matter. She was headed the other direction. He probably wouldn’t notice. As she managed to run several corridors without evidence of anyone tailing her, she allowed herself to relax and focus more on being discreet. Angie walked along the halls, catching her breath as quietly as she could, staying close to the walls.
She had never felt so in danger at Hogwarts.
Barty slammed a fist against the wall.
Two helmets. Two helmets.
That Angelina was smart. Barty, though furious as he was, felt a rising intrigue and arousal at the fact that she’d outwitted him. He liked that. It was a challenge. A very interesting one. Gryffindor? I don’t think so, Angelina.
Barty headed back the way he’d come, running. Nice try. I’ll see to it that it doesn’t happen again.
Barty stopped after a few corridors, panting and then going silent, listening. He could hear footfalls a ways off. Maybe he’d catch his prey yet. He cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself and moved quickly and quietly, thoughts racing and a twisted grin on his face that grew every second. As the distant footfalls became slowed and became quieter, he went more stealthily but continued. He would catch her.
Barty felt a rush of adrenaline as he saw a figure off at the very end of the hall he had reached. He’d get to have his way yet.
Angelina moved along quietly, letting herself calm down. She was thinking too hard. She was scared out of her wits, but she kept her head up. Well, as much as she could, walking the corridors of a dark and cold Hogwarts with a psychopath on her trail.
It didn’t feel real. It really didn’t. Part of her was still wondering if this was just some twisted dream. She’d managed to get away twice. She could do this. She could—
Angelina’s scream was silenced. The hands wandering her body made her feel disgusting. She was pinned against the cold stone, a warm body keeping her there.
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