"I have a new task for you..." he smiled wickedly, "Harry Potter, go to Hogwarts, and kill him...better yet, bring him to me so I can kill him." he told her with another smile.
"Sir...how do I get into the school?" she asked, "I'm not exactly welcome," she looked at him hoping not to make him angry. Her red, blue, and black, long hair fell away from her face as she looked up to him.
"My dear, did you not think that I haven't thought this through?" he told her, "You are a young, talented witch, I'm sure that Dumbledore will allow you to attend the school, I have already sent him a letter of request."
Willow looked at him, "Has he wrote back yet?"
"Do you think that if he did I wouldn't tell you?"
"No, not at all, I just thought that... sorry my lord," she bowed again as an apology.
"You may leave, I will let you know when I get an answer." he waved a pale hand at her and turned from her to walk back into the shadows from which he emerged from before. No doubt that that sorry man, Wormtail, would be there cowering in a corner.
Willow went back to the dark alley that she had walked into to appeariate to the graveyard before. Walking out of the alley, she spotted a tavern where you could find the occasional witch or wizard from time to time. Will walked into the tavern, ordered a mug of butterbeer and sat in the corner alone thinking of what she had just been asigned to do, kill the Choosen One? The Boy Who Lived?
A few friends went to school with him and they said that he wasn't all that bad of a kid. Had a knack of getting into trouble, but not a bad kid...that didn't matter...he had had a price on his head for quite some time now...and she would have to deliver him to the Dark Lord.
