"I'm not!" she let out before she could even think. She wasn't a fighter! She'd been offered the role and she'd declined. She knew nothing of value! She knew--nothing! The only thing that Liz had done to help the Order was the entrance behind Fortescue's and that had been compromised! By---whoever! She didn't know!
Liz began to tug and pull and scream to try and get out of the death eater's grip but to no avail. Tears began to stream down her eyes as she realized that she was most likely going to die, right now, and vivid images of the last time she was held against her will resurfaced with great ferocity. Evan Rosier was dead, but everything he'd done to her hurt just as much as this death eater's hold on her.
"Please, please," she cried, continuing to tug and pull even though she knew there was no chance of escape. Katie, her Katie--Ian, oh, Ian---
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