“Of course you don’t.” He was taunting me, trying to get me to take the bait. “Or you’re just scared.”

I caved. “Scared? Ha!”

“Wanna bet on it?”

I smirked. “You got yourself a bet, Prongs.”

We need to talk about earlier. Black lake, twelve midnight.

How deep were those waters? How cold? What was waiting in the icy depths of them?

A soft smile spread across my lips.

I had friends to answer those questions.

“Ah, Ms. May, how may I help you?”

Voldemort is already be aware of you.

I gripped him tighter, keeping him as close to me as I could.

“Dumbledore can only protect me from Voldemort for so long before the people I love start to die.”

“Voldemort? ”

“The one and only.”