This is another new story that I have been working on along with Marie Potter and the deal. If you don't like how it goes, you don't have to read it. Please R&R! Like I mention in my other stories, I appreciate your input.
Marie didn't want to get up. She was still so tired from last night with Hermione's insistence of studying Charms. Seriously, what good is a bubble blowing charm ever going to do for her? Marie groggily sat up and cast a tempus charm. She gasped in horror; it was already 8:15am! Classes started in ten minutes! She hurriedly jumped out of bed, threw her robes on and brushed her wild mane a little. Marie almost flew down the stairs as if she had wings and landed in the common room where all of her Gryffindor friends sat all comfortable and relaxed. Marie seemed a little off put and went over to Hermione and Ron.
Hermione and Ron were her best and first ever friends and she wouldn't have had it any other way. Marie closed in on them and she noticed Hermione reading one of her 'light' books while Ron pretended he was reading a Quidditch magazine.
"Hey guys, why isn't anyone getting ready for classes yet?"
Hermione and Ron looked up at her and Hermione shook her head smiling slightly at her, "Marie", she giggled a little, "its Saturday. We don't have classes today"
Marie could not believe what she was hearing. She got up early for nothing. Glaring at the floor, she sat on a chair next to Hermione and looked out the window, "So what do you guys have planned for the day?"
Hermione put down her book, "I guess we could go to Hogsmeade today. What do you guys think?"
Marie's face lit up at the thought of going to Hogsmeade. She could go to Honeydukes, and Weasley's Wizard Wheezes to see Fred and George. Ron however looked a bit disgruntled at the thought.
Before Ron could say something, Marie proclaimed, "Hogsmeade it is then!"
Meanwhile with some Slytherins . . . . . . .
Draco already wasn't having one of his best days. Stupid Crabbe and Goyle kept following him around everywhere and he had just finally escaped them. He decided to hide in his Godfather's potions' lab. Right now Snape was working on a batch of Veritaserum and he was almost finished. Draco would almost always either come to his Godfather or go to the room of requirement to hide. Snape didn't seem to mind on the outside and even let him help make simple potions once in a while.
While Snape was putting ingredients in the cauldron, Draco stirred as instructed.
"So Draco", Snape drawled, "I heard that you and Ms. Potter got in a scuffle again, am I right?"
Draco stopped stirring and looked up at his Godfather anxiously. It was well known that Marie Potter and Draco Malfoy did not get along. A lot of people held bets though, that the reason Draco was so awful to her was because he had a crush on her. It was true. Draco thought that Marie Potter was absolutely gorgeous but too darn brave for her own good.
"Well, uh, you see Professor" Draco paused to think of an excuse, "Scarhead, she bumped into me the other day and she wouldn't apologize for it! So, I uh, sent a bat bogey hex at her. Hehe. . . ."
Draco thought Snape would chuckle or do something to let Draco know that he was amused but Snape just wore the same trademark glare he always had. Draco looked down to the ground, suddenly thinking that the rough stone floor looked quite interesting.
"Draco", Snape growled, "I heard a completely different story from the other Slytherins that you had bumped into her, and you didn't apologize. She reprimanded you for it and then you sent a bat bogey hex at her. Now does that story sound more accurate?"
Draco stood there with a stunned look on his face, Is Godfather Snape actually standing up for Scarhead?, he thought. Draco gulped, "Yes Sir"
There was a pregnant pause before Snape huffed out, "Not that I really care. McGonagall has been harping at me to talk to you about it. And I did. So end of story. The End, back to business. Did I tell you to stop stirring that potion, Draco?"
Draco turned back to the potion quickly, relieving an internal sigh that he didn't get in trouble.
At Riddle Manor . . . . . .
Voldemort was royally pissed off. He was on the verge of exploding. Lucius was supposed to report back to him about the Minister an hour ago and he still hadn't shown up. He was tempted on sending a torturing message through the dark mark but thought better of it, it would blow Malfoy's cover. Voldemort will torture him when he arrived. Bellatrix was also getting on his nerves as of lately. It seemed she was just fascinated with everything he did. She was obsessed over him and she even stooped to stalking. He wanted to torture her so bad but he knew it would only be a waste of time. She LOVED being tortured and even more so by him. He couldn't kill her either since she was one of his best at torturing victims. As for his other deatheaters? He wanted to slash out a hell of a lot of Avada Kedavras.
Then Voldemort got to thinking about Ms. Potter. The little brat has been a thorn in his side for far too long. It wasn't as if she was his arch enemy or anything to him. No, she was just an obstacle to get around to get to Dumbledore. It was the girl's sixth year and a few months after the ministry encounter. Voldemort had sent Marie a vision during her OWLS exam about her Dogfather, Sirius, getting tortured by Voldemort in the ministry. Of course it was just a trap. Sirius wasn't in any danger. But Marie arrived nonetheless to rescue him. But Sirius wasn't there; the prophecy was. Marie had heard it but it had smashed before Voldemort could get a hold of it. Voldemort's deatheaters withheld a battle with a bunch of teenagers and then the order arrived. Bellatrix had hit Sirius with a dark cutting spell and Marie thought she had killed Sirius and went after Bellatrix. That's where Voldemort arrived but also Dumbledore. Dumbledore and Voldemort got in a horrendous fight and then Voldemort possessed Marie, undoubtedly seeing some things he had wished he hadn't.
Voldemort now sit in his throne chair rethinking what he had witnessed in Marie's memories . . . .
Why hadn't Lucius come back yet?!
Back with Marie and friends . . . . . . . .
"But Hermione! I don't feel like going to Tomes and Scrolls! You have enough books for a years' worth of 'light' reading!" Ron whined. Marie rolled her eyes as Hermione scolded and Ron whined like always. All Marie wanted to do now was to go to Honeydukes. She wanted to get a sweet for Sirius. She was so happy to hear that he would be okay after the incident in the ministry. She still blamed herself for what had happened even though Voldemort sent her the bait.
Marie was even more horrified for their next encounter. What would he say to her after he had seen those memories of her past? Would he jeer at her? Laugh? Taunt? That thought scared her even more than his crucios.
"Marie!" Marie turned over to her friends to see that they were looking at her rather expectantly for something.
"Sorry, I spaced out", she apologized, "What were you two saying?"
Hermione huffed at her in impatience, "We were asking you where you wanted to go next, Marie"
"Oh! Well how about Honeydukes?"
"Alright!" Ron shouted enthusiastically, "Something exciting!"
However before they even took another step, Marie's owl, Hedwig, came flying towards them and landed on Marie's arm looking anxious, her feathers' all ruffled out and her golden eyes wide.
"What is it girl?" Then she noticed the letter attached to her leg.
"Who is it from Marie?"
"Ron, I'll let you know when I know"
Marie opened the letter with Hedwig on her shoulder and read out loud.
Dear Marie,
I am afraid there is a change of plans in the war, my dear girl. I think that we should not follow the prophecy. You see, I have been thinking and I believe that love can really win this war. All we need is a little push. I am sending Malfoy Sr., Malfoy Jr., Mr. Lupin, Mr. Sirius Black, Professor Snape, Ms. Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Ms. Granger, you, and Mr. Riddle a portkey to send you all to a room that doesn't allow you to perform harmful magic against one another. You, Marie, I have decided, must find a way to end this war without violence. You are our only hope left. Good luck.
Sincerely,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
"Who the hell does he think he is? What does he think he is doing? He is going to kill us all, sending us all into a room together like this!" Marie ranted to her friends.
"Marie, think about it, Dumbledore always knows best, you know. It could work-"
"Hermione! What are you thinking?! This is Voldemort, the Malfoys and Snape we are talking about here!"
"Professor Snape, Marie"
"I don't care Hermione! He is a deatheater! I couldn't' care less about formalities when it comes to those bastard bootlickers of Voldemort's!"
"But Marie-"
"No Hermione-"
"Uh, hey guys-"
"WHAT RON?!"
Hermione and Marie both screamed at Ron in their little argument.
"Uh, it looks like Dumbledore wasn't finished with the letter" he paused, "You should maybe check it out" He ended it awkwardly.
Marie gave him a confused look and looked back at the letter. Sure enough, there was some more to it. They all grabbed the letter to look at it better.
"Well don't just stand there looking at it, what does it say?"
"Bloody hell Ron, I'll tell you in a moment!"
P.S. The portkey that will send you to the room is this letter and it will activate in two seconds after you have read this. Good luck.
Marie's eyes widened in horror and she gasped, "Oh shi-"
Their two seconds were up and the portkey activated. A familiar pulling sensation found them and they found themselves in a nice sized room. Soon, Marie heard popping noises of other people arriving and she feared the worst. Marie looked around her to see Hermione and Ron on either side of her. Ginny popped in and landed in front of Ron.
Ginny looked around widely until she realized her friends were there as well.
"Hey guys, what's going on? I got a letter from Professor Dumbledore saying that-"
"He has fucked us over, Ginny. Royally fucked us over big time"
"Marie, watch your language"
"Calm down Hermione, my language is not the main priority right now. Right now I am more worried as to when Voldemort will arrive and how he will react-"
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"
"Speak of the devil, it's the devil himself", sighed Marie.
The trio and Ginny looked over to where they heard the voice and saw Voldemort glaring daggers at them with Lucius, Snape and Draco at his side.
"Potter? What are you doing here?" Draco scoffed.
Marie glared at him and crossed her arms, "What? You didn't read the letter that Dumbledore sent you lot?"
"So you mean to tell me that that old coot actually thinks LOVE can solve the war?" Lucius cooed and uncharacteristically rolled his eyes, "Well he is wrong. As long as there is dark magic, which will be forever, there will always be war between light and dark. Love will solve nothing."
Marie and her friends looked at the dark impassively before Marie turned to Hermione, "So when do you think Sirius and Remus will be here?"
Suddenly a pair of arms grabbed her from behind and she squeaked in surprise. Then she heard the familiar growl, "Right behind you pup!"
She turned quickly to see her godfather smiling down at her.
"Sirius!"
Marie pounced on him and hugged him tightly along with Remus. Her friends smiled at them happily.
"How are you doing kiddo?"
"I'm fi-"
"Excuse me, I would just hate to interrupt such a happy reunion" growled Snape, "But how do you suppose we all get out of here?"
"How about I just kick you out the back door, Snivellus?" Sirius glowered at his old schoolmate.
The teens except for Draco snickered quietly but shut up seeing Snape's furious glare.
"Okay look" said Marie, "Dumbledore must have some sort of idiotic plan that he thinks will work. I suggest that we all calm down and work together to figure what Dumbledore wants us to do to get out of here, alright?"
Marie could just barley hear Voldemort's demented growl but she was too nervous to look to see his face at her mention of Dumbledore. Marie chose this time to actually look around the room to see their living quarters since they will no doubt be living there for quite a while with all of the Slytherin's stubbornness.
They were all standing in the living room as of now and it was pretty good sized. However, there seemed to be no windows anywhere in sight. There were two couches and a few comfortable looking chairs set up to form a circle. Marie guessed this was so they could all see each other at once. There was an open kitchen beside the living room with a large counter space to sit at all together to eat at with plenty of chairs there as well. Then there was a hall with five doors, Marie also guessed that they were bedrooms set up so they each had to share with another person. Marie wondered how that would plan out. But before she could look around a bit more around the room, a high and creepy voice caught her attention.
"Potter!" It was Voldemort, "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to do something about our little situation?!"
Marie glared at him, "And what do you expect me to do about it, snakeface? This was Dumbledore's fault, not mine!"
Voldemort looked like he was going to try to murder her right then and there, "Snakeface?" He whispered out the horrid name with malice. Voldemort edged closer to Marie but Sirius blocked his path up to her. They were about the same height, but Voldemort seemed to still tower over her Godfather. Marie and her friends were scared for Sirius not fully remembering Dumbledore's letter anymore.
"Get out of my way, you filthy dog," Voldemort smirked at his own insult.
"I don't think so, you filthy little half-blood. Stand down because if I recall, no one can use harmful magic against the other in this place. So I would suggest, you stay away from my Goddaughter before I get really angry" Sirius spoke with calm anger, not wavering at Voldemort's severely pissed off glare and showing canines. The teenagers were awestruck at Sirius' bravery. Marie stood beside Remus whose arm was around her shoulder to protect her.
Voldemort now looked like he was thinking something over and his red eyes closed as he breathed through his slit nostrils, trying to stay calm as he knew Marie's Dogfather was right. It was no use fighting. Not yet anyways. Voldemort shocked everyone when he looked back up at Sirius, smiling,
"I suppose you are right, Black. However, I think that we should all make a deal with each other to not fight physically no matter what while we are in this," he paused as he thought of a word to describe the horrible place, "Prison".
Everyone looked to Voldemort in surprise. They had been sure that Voldemort would be the last person to ever suggest a peaceful alternative in their condition. Sirius looked like he was mulling it over but before he could say anything, Marie popped out from behind him and stood in front of Voldemort, obviously surprising him as well as everyone else. Voldemort gazed at her curiously as she put out her hand for him to shake.
"Shake on it and it's a deal, Tom"
Voldemort glared at the name but took her hand, shaking it once. Marie gasped at the coldness of his hand, but before she could take her hand back, Voldemort pulled her closer so they were only inches apart and growled out, "It's a deal, but don't ever call me that disgusting name again. Understand, Marie?" He purred out her name seductively, trying to scare her. It did a little bit but she refused to show it. Instead, she nodded her head in acceptance.
Voldemort let her go and she backed away nearer her friends and father figures. Meanwhile, Snape and the two Malfoys looked like nothing was phasing them at all. Snape looked at Marie curiously with an arched eyebrow, though while the Malfoys glared at the party of Gryffindors hatefully. They all stood there in silence for a few moments before Ron decided to go over and sit on one of the couches. The others seemed to like his idea because Hermione, Ginny, and Remus sat together on one couch were Sirius, Marie and Draco decided to sit on the other, Draco trying to make as much distance away from his aunt's cousin as possible. On the other hand, Lucius and Snape sat in a chair and Voldemort, once again surprising everyone, chose to sit on the chair closest to Marie.
So the circle went from Voldemort, Marie, Sirius, Draco, Lucius, Snape, Hermione, Ginny, Ron and Remus. Marie was a bit uncomfortable sitting so close to her enemy and decided to lean more toward her Godfather. There was more silence that followed because no one was quite sure of what to say. Marie's thoughts once more drifted off into space as she tried to think of a way to escape the 'prison' as Voldemort had called it before. Dumbledore's letter had said that love could win the war. But how? How were they to go about this? They had to do something without violence.
'So okay', thought Marie, 'Then we have to get to know each other. Easy enough. But how to go about that too?' The only thing she could really think of would be a game of some sort. It would be without violence, they would get to know each other and it would be fun and distracting of their differences. The others around her were deep in thought as well, obviously trying to think of a way to escape as well.
'What is a game that they could all play together?'
Marie looked to Voldemort to see what he was up to to see him fuming with anger. He was obviously a very impatient man, always intent on getting his way exactly the way he wanted it. He scrunched up his nonexistent nose growling until he finally he cracked.
"Don't tell me nobody has any ideas of how to get out of here?! Come on! There has to be something! Think!"
"Voldemort", Marie said, "Calm down. We are all thinking of something. I was thinking that we should try to get to know each other somehow. Maybe with the help of a game of some sort?"
Voldemort huffed at her and everyone watched their talk, extremely wary of the two enemy's argument, "What is this? A little summer camp for you? What do you expect us to do? Sing kumbaya in this little circle and hold hands?"
"That's it!"
"What?" Everyone asked at once, curious of why Marie interrupted the Dark Lord.
Marie's eyes glinted with such mischief that made Padfoot and Moony proud, "We should do karaoke!"
"What? Are you mad, Marie? We can't", Ginny paused and cringed as she spoke out the word, "sing together. It would be so weird."
"It's an idea", said Hermione, "But how would we make it out like a game?"
The Gryffindors thought about it while the Slytherins looked like they would puke in disgust with the thought of singing with Gryffindors. Draco, however only looked mildly interested at the thought of it. Lucius looked revolted while Snape had an empathetic look on his face like he didn't care. Marie thought carefully over it and tried to think of a way to make it fun for everyone so the Slytherins would actually do it. Then she had it.
"How about we combine truth or dare with it? We can spin an empty bottle and whoever it lands on, the person who spun the bottle gets to pick what song the other sings?"
"Brilliant, pup!" Sirius said.
"Yes Marie, that would be a fun idea." Remus continued.
Ginny looked thrilled at the idea while Hermione, Ron and the Slytherins looked unsure about it. Marie knew that Hermione would be very shy but Ron would be just plain stubborn about it. Marie glanced over at Voldemort, after all, it was he who would make the overall decision whether the other Slytherins would play the game or not, "What do you think Voldemort?"
Voldemort looked over at Marie, almost surprised that she had asked him, "I don't like it, but maybe it will humiliate others. Why not? But let's make it a bit more interesting. How about we make a limit on how many songs each of us sings?"
"Five?" Marie suggested.
"Yes, that should work. But there's something missing. . . . ."
Everyone was just sitting there, unable to comprehend why Voldemort and Marie Potter were trying to work together at something like a game. Then Remus made an idea known, "We could make a round two and whoever spins the bottle, whoever it lands on, they have to pair up with another person of their own choice and the group decides which song they should sing together. Like a duet!"
"That's a wonderful idea, Moony!" Sirius prided his friend, "We should do it!"
"Yes! That sounds great." Marie chipped in, "Does that sound better Voldemort?"
Everyone looked at Voldemort for his approval. Marie was anxious to see if he really would play the game. He didn't look too happy about it but nodded his head in consent. Marie almost jumped up in excitement but contained herself as to not embarrass herself. Snape looked like he wanted to hang himself but kept quiet. He was staying unusually quiet now that Marie thought about it. Why wasn't he saying anything? Usually he would have loved to put Marie in her place and put her ideas down. Was it because of Voldemort's presence?
"Right! So where are we going to get an empty bottle?" Draco spoke out for only the second time. But his question was a good one. How were they going to get an empty bottle? Sirius suddenly stood up and went over to the kitchen and stood in front of the refrigerator. Marie and the other Gryffindors looked confused whereas the Slytherins didn't really look like they cared what he did.
"Um," Marie started, "Sirius?"
Sirius looked back over his shoulder to Marie with an arched eyebrow, "Yes pup?"
"What are you doing?"
Sirius chuckled, "I'm getting a bottle, little pup"
"How? There can't possibly be anything in that pathetic muggle device!"
"It's called a fridge, Draco"
"I don't' really care what it is called you filthy mud-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Malfoy." Marie stood up for Hermione, "I will not allow such discriminating language in my presence is that clear?"
Marie spoke with such ferocity that even Voldemort almost shuddered at her malice the way she spoke to Malfoy. Lucius looked ashamed of his son the way he cowered to Marie like a frightened little ferret. Ginny and Ron chuckled softly. Then their attention was suddenly driven back to Sirius when he brought out a bottle of firewhiskey and started drinking it (chugging it). He sat back in the couch and drank the whiskey feverishly.
"Isn't it a bit too early in the morning to be drinking?" Remus asked.
"Ah, it's never too late or early my dear friend! Haha!"
"Filthy drunk" Snape muttered.
Marie glared at him but chose not to acknowledge the rude comment. Apparently, so did Sirius because he was happily finishing his whiskey. When he was done with it, he cleaned it out using his wand.
"Great", said Ron, "Now we have a bottle, but what are we going to spin it on?"
Sirius closed his eyes again and it looked as though he were concentrating hard. Suddenly, a short little coffee table appeared in the middle of their circle. The trio and Ginny were awed, "How did you do that, Sirius?" asked Hermione.
"You have to concentrate on what you want and the room will give it to you. Dumbledore must have put an enchantment on the room so we would have our basic need and anything else we might need to help us to get along."
"Wicked" said Ron.
"Alright then. Let's just start this ridiculous game and get it over with, shall we?" Voldemort growled out.
"Alright, alright! Who wants to go first?" asked Marie.
"I'll go" said Ginny.
"Alright, Ginny" said Marie, "Spin the bottle"
Ginny leaned forward and spun the bottle eagerly. It landed on Sirius. Ginny looked like she was thinking before she had a great idea, "Okay, Sirius. I want you to sing 'Dude looks like a lady' by Aerosmith"
Sirius looked confused, "Who? What's that song?"
"Here, wait a second, I'll concentrate on a laptop so we can look up the song's music and lyrics."
The group waited long and hard before finally, a laptop computer appeared on Hermione's lap. Voldemort looked unsure about the device but said nothing. Even Draco and Lucius kept their mouths shut. Hermione looked up the song quickly and conjured headphones as well for Sirius to listen to the song first. The group waited anxiously until finally Sirius took out the headphones and smiled, "I really do like that song. This is going to be fun"
Alrighty! So what did you guys think? Please R&R, and tell me what songs you think they should sing? I already have some songs planned out but I would appreciate your input to what other songs there could be you guys think would work