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Harry

I sighed as I looked through papers. I have to organized them in alphabetical order. I was on V, the next paper for V was, Voldemort. I put the paper away. I frowned biting my lip. I grabbed Voldemor's folder, stupid curiousity. I opened it carefully wondering what Id find.

In side was a picture of Voldemort, a few pieces of paper. I was about to close it when an envelope fell out. It was in fancy writing. At the top it read

To My Dear Daughter

I froze. Voldemort has a daughter? Impossible. But so are witches and wizards. A voice nagged at me in my head. Still, all take it to the Aurora meeting. Did I mention I was one? Well now you know.

I slipped the paper in my robes and finished the paper work. I then hurried off down the halls of the ministry of magic. I arrived just in time. I sat down and waited. "The meeting shall start." The minister said. "Anything you'd like to report?" He asked. I raised my hand. "Yes Mr. Potter?" He asked.

"I found this envelope while I was going through the paper work. It was in Voldemor's folder." I said.

He frowned wondering what this would be about. He looked slightly green at the thought of having a new relevation about Voldemort. "Open it and read it." He instructed.

To my dear daughter.

I miss you Sally. I want to meet you and your son again. But I understand it's not safe for him or me to be around each other. Perseus will have a horrible fate ahead of him. I wish I could save him from it. I wish I could save you from your idiot of a husband. If he touches you I will kill him so fast he will not know what hit him. I don't know if this letter will reach you Sally. It might get intercepted. But no matter what, do remember I love you and Perseus. I might not be around forever, so please say good bye to your mother for me.

Love,

Dad

Shocked silence filled the room. "He has a daughter?" Ron asked, barely audible.

"It seems so." Hermione said she had that famous Hermione look. A storm seemed to be brewing in her mind.

"We should find them and put them in for questioning." One of the Auroras said. There were a cheer of agreement.

"Then its settled. Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger, and Draco Malfoy. Will go and retrieve them." The minister said. We nodded.

"Were are we going?" Draco asked.

"America, New York." He answered.

I raised an eyeborw wondering how he knew whereto go. I shot him a questionimg look.

...

We all got up and apparated (How do you spell it….?) to the apartment. The minister had tracked down the apparment for us. We all walked in, there sat a young lady, mid twenties sitting at her desk. "Hello were looking for a Sally…." Ron said lamely.

"Sally Jackson?" She asked.

"Does she have a son?" I asked.

"Yes Perseus, nice boy." She said. "Would you like me to tell them that they have guest?"

"Yes please." Draco stepped in. She nodded and did a few things. "Apartment 236. Um a warning her husband isn't the nicest person." She said.

We nodded, and made are way to the apartment. Draco knocked on the door. A little boy, about six opened the door.

"Yes?" He asked quietly. He had black messy hair and sea green eyes. He had a black eye, and several scars on his face.

"Hi! Are you Perseus?" Hermione asked sweetly.

He nodded. "Please call me Percy." He said timidly.

"Alright Percy. Is your mom here?" She asked. "No shes as work. Smelly Gabe is here though." Percy said, he got a sour look on his face.

"Smelly Gabe?" Draco asked.

"Idiot! Bring me my beer!" A loud voice screamed. Percy paled and ran inside. I registered the smell. It was of a lot of alcohol. How could the kid live in this? Sure he was the grandson of the dark lord, but he didn't deserve to live in this. He was just a kid.

Percy came back a second later. He had a fresh bruise on his arm. Hermione looked ready to take the boy and never bring him back. Ron looked at him in sympathy, and Draco looked murderous.

"Kid, why don't you come with us?" Draco asked.

"And get away from Smelly Gabe?" He asked hopefully. We nodded.

"But, what about mom?" He asked. We looked at each other before nodding in agreement.

"Will see what we can do." I said.

"Okay." He stepped outside the house and closed the door.

"Grab my hand. And close your eyes." Hermione instructed. He did so. We all apparated to the ministry.