Rowena Ravenclaw- Caught At Last

Chapter 8

Rowena felt her legs wobble under her. She and Helga were exhausted. They had had to manipulate a few people with magic, and their magic seemed to be strained out of them more each time.

Helga's timid voice sounded in her ears:

"Rowena, there's a village. We could hide in there, get some food. Come on Rowena, just a little more... then we can have a big feast, ok?"

Rowena felt on her knees, crumpled to the ground. They had had to eat mushrooms for the last few months (Rowena identifying if they were edible, Helga cooking them) and they were both tired of it. She didn't care for a village, as she guessed that the people after them had wasted no time in informing all villages of 'two witches on the loose'. 

Helga pulled her to her feet. Rowena was a lose puppet now, a famished puppet tired and forlorn. What were they supposed to do to help the witches and wizards of this world anyway?

As Helga pleaded with her, Rowena saw two men coming towards them. 

"Helga! Helga! It's the two others! From the four... they... their coming" her words were slurred, but Helga gasped and raised her head. 

"Rowena! ROWENA! STAND UP! Just do it! Their guards Rowena! Please! I... " 

A guard grabbed Rowena and chuckled. 

"She's a pretty witch she is. Reckon she can bewitch us with her charm?" They both roared with laughter. 

The second guard grabbed the paralysed  Helga, and she could only try feebly to escape from the guard's grasp. 

"No..." whispered Rowena. "No. I can't save us this time." 

"Come on Thomas!" said the second guard "We'll drag them to the village. They look drained and tired, probably why they can't perform their magic. We can't play around here!"

Rowena sobbed silently into her filthy dress.