We walk in. I look around. There were statues and skeletons on every inch. Spiders. There were a lot of little spiders crawling around. I'm nervous. I'm scared. I'm terrified, if you will. I grip myself. My hands shake.

"Harry, what are we going to do?" Ron whispers.

"I can hear you Weasley. Harry will help me reclaim our throne." Marcus says.

"We're not gonna let you get away with this." Hermoine hisses. 

"My dear mud blood, of course I will. If I die, Harry dies." Marcus says.

I roll my eyes. I have to think of a way out of this situation. I have to think. I need to get out o this situation. I grip my fists. I'm thinking I have to test the theory. I have to test that if Marcus dies, I die. I can't see any other way than killing Marcus.

There was a big door in front of us. Marcus pushes me forward. I put my hands on the door. I let out a breath. I push. I wince. My eyes turn black.

"Put your back into it." Marcus says.

I nod. I continue pushing. Cracks began to form. I then break the door and hurdle forward. I let out a breath. I stand up. I see the coffin. I hear his pulse, its angry. I grip my fists. I'm nervous. Marcus walks forwad.

"At long long last." He mutters.

He grips the key and pushes me forward.

"The rest of you wait here. William can't exactly control himself when it comes to mortals." Marcus says.

"Harry be careful." Hermoine says.

I nod. Marcus shoves me forward.