Author's Note:

Kay, this is my second chapter... Hope you like it :)

Chapter Two

A few hours later, I was waiting in a deserted park waiting for people to come pick me up. I was going to Hogwarts, but I had to stay somewhere else to prove I was 'good'. Pfft, it was just an excuse to get information on the Dark Lord.

Crack.

I jumped, but quickly composed myself. I didn't want them knowing they got the better of me, regardless what side they were on. I looked up into the face of a purple-haired girl. Her face registered in my mind after a few seconds; Nymphadora Tonks, daughter of Andromeda Tonks. Bellatrix was Andromeda's sister, but they didn't speak anymore as Andromeda was dis-owned for marrying a Muggle-born, or a 'Mudblood'.

"Hey, Emily. Err. How are you?" Tonks (as she preferred to be called) seemed hesitant. She obviously didn't know that I was on her side. See, I thought Bellatrix had gone a bittie far.

"Hi Tonks! I'm good, thanks. Do you know where the others are, or - " my sentence was cut off as I saw the flying figures in the sky. Jeez, these guys obviously hadn't heard of subtlety. I mean, any Muggle could have seen them if they had looked up. When they landed I relayed this and Mad-Eye looked at me. Being perfectly honest, I thought that Barty Crouch Jr. was a better Moody, but I wasn't going to say that out loud. Ever.

"Ready, kid?" Mad-Eye turned towards me, but I wasn't paying any attention. Right there, within arms distance was Harry. Frigging. Potter. I turned back towards the others.

"Are you crazy? Bringing him? No offense, Harry." I quickly added.

"None taken. Who are you?" Wow, he was blunt. I opened my mouth to introduce myself as the others had so obviously, and ridiculously, not told him when One-Eye interrupted.

"Not here. Soon, Harry. Don't worry, you'll find out who she is." Harry looked appeased at this. If it was me I'd be kicking up shit, but there you are.

"Get on Tonks' broom, Emily. Now." There was a tone in Moody's voice that said 'don't argue' and I was tempted to do just that, but I did as I was told. For once.

The flight to wherever was fun. I loved Quidditch, but I wasn't allowed a broom. I know, right? Stupid. So now, I was determined to get on the team no matter what house I was in. As long as I wasn't in Hufflepuff. I'd probably kill myself if I was. I started to make a list of the pros and cons for each house. After a while, we came to land in another park. We headed towards the gate and went out. Apparently, the place was across the street because we all lined up there. Moody tapped his stick three times. Slowly a house appeared, window by window and eventually a door popped into existence. He nodded to it, and I walked over to it, opened it and walked inside.

Merlin, the place was disgusting. Dust everywhere. Urgh, it was gross. Moody pushed past, as did the rest of the 'guard', as Tonks called it; I had been filled in on the way here. Then, it was just me and Harry, but there was an open door at the end of the hall, and I was trying to listen in on what they were saying.

"Erm... Emily?" I turned automatically at my name to see Harry looking at me, confused. "Who are you?" I deliberated on whether or not to tell him, when I heard someone say something.

"-stronger and stronger every minute, we have to act now!" I paled for two reasons. I knew who said it, and exactly what they were talking about - the Dark Lord. Harry's head snapped round at the voice, and he was smiling. I glanced towards the voice also, even though I already knew who it was.

I saw the two people who were the only 'good guys' left of the original 'gang'. Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. I was pretty sure Sirius was Harry's godfather, as Remus was mine. Mom and my real father had chosen them, making them promise to look out for the other child, even though they weren't his responsibility. Dad had chosen Sirius to make sure we were going to be pranksters like him, and Mom chose Remus to make sure we would stay in our studies.

I smiled as they looked up when they realised the door was open. They looked past me to Harry and smiled at him. Then they saw me and the largest look of shock came over their faces. Remus recovered first, grinning madly, whereas Sirius just sat there, blinking. They disappeared from view when a stout, red-headed woman came to the door.

"Aah, Harry! Emily, too! Good, good. Well, you're both looking peaky, but I'm afraid that'll have to wait until after the meeting." Harry nodded, and started up the staircase.

"I'm going to go look for Hermione and Ron, Mrs Weasley. Erm... coming, Emily?" I shook my head, and Harry left. I turned to the woman, wondering who she was.

"Emily, darling. It's a pleasure having you. I'm Mrs Weasley, as Harry said. I'm sure you'll find my children scattered about the house." I raised my eyebrows, but didn't say anything. I had to get into that meeting, find out exactly what they were saying.

"About the meeting, Mrs Weasley. I really think I should be -"

"No, Emily. We were told not to let any children in." I bristled slightly, hating the way I was counted as part of 'children'. I was not a child. I had probably experienced and witnessed more things than half the adults here put together.

I smiled, albeit a little coldly. I tried to make my voice polite, but a little of my anger shone through. "I understand that, but, well, I'm a little different. You see -" She actually had the nerve to cut me off. Again.

"Yes. I'm well aware. It seems Dumbledore doesn't want you knowing what is said in the meetings... In case something slips." Mrs Weasley matched my tone, but just a tad less controlled. I let loose my coldest stare, and her's thawed all the way. I spoke again, deliberately making my voice seem like I was on the verge of attacking her.

"I would never let information slip. I'm not that thick." I sneered and walked away, heading up the stairs where Harry had gone.

So I might have had my bad side swollen in size by all the Death Eaters I had grown up with. But I was telling the truth, I thought bitterly. I wouldn't let information slip... on this side.