"'Because it needs to be done'? 'Because it needs to be done'?!" Charlotte was pacing Gryffindor Tower after the feast. Her friends sitting on the comfy couches watching her.

"Charlotte, I think you need to calm down." Ron said as she passed them again.

"You can't expect her to calm down, Ron!" Hermione chided. "She just found out her sister took the Dark Mark. How would you feel if that was Ginny?"

"Thank you Hermione." Charlotte gave the girl a small smile and received one back. "However it's not like that at all. I believe the only people who could truly understand how I'm feeling are Fred and George. Even then it's a stretch, seeing as none of your Grandparents were discovered to be the worst Villain of at least this century, maybe more."

She collapsed into one of the empty chairs and looked back at her friends. They smiled sympathetically at her. "I better be heading to bed now, I'll see you guys later." Charlotte sighed and went to leave through the portrait hole before Ron called out to her.

"You should really tell a Professor about what's going on with your housemates. It's harassment, bullying at the very least!"

Turning back toward him, "I can't Ron, it'll only make things worse. I know it will."

o0O0o

The first week of classes was uneventful for everyone. Georgia and Draco spent most of their time together in the Library bouncing ideas back and forth trying to come up with ways to complete both of their seemingly impossible tasks, always coming up short. And when they weren't doing that they were distracting themselves with homework and each other.

However, this one morning was much more eventful then the others. Georgia had walked into the Great Hall this morning by herself (her housemates had finally gotten used to her sleeping in and decided it wouldn't matter if they didn't all appear together everyday), her eyes glued to the pages of her book. She was currently rereading her leather-bound copy of The Complete Sherlock Holmes, and was throughly enjoying the escape it allowed. So enraptured with the novel Georgia had inadvertently stopped in the middle of the walk way between the massive doors and the four house tables. It was only a second after she stopped that she felt someone walk right into her, nearly toppling her over. Turning around, she saw it was Zacharias Smith. The least Hufflepuff-like Hufflepuff there is.

"Watch where you're going Smith." She growled out. Capturing the attention of nearby students, the Hall was almost silent within seconds. It hadn't taken long for the students and staff to find out about Georgia's allegiance (although most didn't know why). Thus, were terrified of any kind of confrontation with her. All except Zacharias, it would seem.

"Why? Gonna get your friends to come 'round teach me a lesson?" Zacharias smirked cockily, though it didn't suit his face like it did Draco. He clearly wasn't talking about her Slytherin friends, but rather her Death Eater 'friends'.

"You doubt that I could teach that lesson myself?" Georgia asked quirking an eyebrow, almost amused by his confidence.

Zacharias moved closer to her, and whispered in her ear. "Of course I do, you're nothing but a Slytherin whore."

Though in a whisper, whole Hall could hear what he had said because of the deathly silence that had encompassed the students and teachers. At Zacharias' words all of Slytherin was standing and pointing their wands at him, but none of them were quick enough to cast anything before Georgia did.

"Sensus preoccupo." And, just as it had with the Dark Lord, Zacharias dropped to the ground. There were gasps all around the room, no one having known what the spell entailed except Draco. Dumbledore rushed forward to try and reverse the spell, and Georgia moved over to the SLytherin table to eat a quick breakfast. She let them fret for ten minutes before she made her way back over to the unconscious boy.

Professor McGonagall turned toward her, "What on earth have you done, Miss Prewett?"

"Don't worry Professor, it's completely reversible." She pointed her wand at Zacharias, Georgia wordlessly performed the counter-curse in order to keep it to herself. Soon the Hufflepuff was conscious again and his body was fully functional, although a bit stiff. His eyes darted around the room, terrified.

"What the hell did you do to me?" He shouted at her fear dissipating and quickly turning to anger. Zacharias got to his feet and charged at her with his wand drawn.

Georgia simply raised her eyebrow, "Do you really want to do this again? I duelled the Dark Lord and won. Don't you dare think for one second that you, a puny little Hufflepuff, could beat me."

Storming toward the door Georgia was stopped by Dumbledore's voice calling out to her, "Miss Prewett! If you don't mind me asking, what exactly did you do to Mr Smith?"

"Why don't you ask him yourself, Professor. I'm sure he could give you a much more vivid description."

o0O0o

For Charlotte things remained as they were before the summer holidays. She avoided her housemates and spent most of her time in the library and the kitchens to do so, often skipping classes and meals, as well as basically living off caffeine. Most of the Hufflepuffs just ignored her, however she was still occasionally pushed around by Zacharias and his friends, so she only spent time in the Hufflepuff quarters in order to sleep. Obviously, her absence didn't go unnoticed by her friends. Harry, knowing about her tendency to hide in the kitchens, went looking for her. When he got there she was a mess, crying her eyes out to the house elves who were gently patting her on the back.

"Charlotte… What have they done to you?" Harry asked, his voice full of concern.

"It's Zacharias. I don't know how Harry, but he found out about Voldemort being my Grandfather!" By this point her breathing had become even more erratic, "He came to see me today when I was in the library, he told me that if I told any of the Professors about him that he would tell everyone! And then he and his friends started pushing me around, and I copped a couple of stinging hexes. But it's okay, the elves helped me with that part."

Through her rambling Harry had increasingly gotten angrier and angrier. How dare these people, her housemates no less, put her through such physical and emotional pain?

"I'll be back in a bit, okay Charlotte?" He had to do something about this! But he obviously couldn't tell the Professors… And then it came to him. He had to talk to Georgia.

o0O0o

Georgia was snuggling with Draco in the Slytherin Common Room writing in her black leather book. She hadn't been feeling well emotionally and it was starting to take it's toll on her body physically. Her skin was loosing it's lively pinkness and taking on more of a grey hue, her eyes had noticeable shadows underneath them that not even concealer could cover up, and she was tired almost constantly. Georgia didn't think she'd be able to deal with all this if she were by herself, and while she wouldn't wish his fate on anyone, she was glad Draco was there with her. Georgia had, after a while, stopped writing and was slowly slipping into a shallow sleep. At least until there was a ruckus near the entry to the Common Room which startled her awake.

"Let me in Zabini, I need to talk to her!" Georgia's eyes snapped up to where she could see Blaise holding Harry Potter back, trying to force him out of their Common Room.

"No way! You need to speak to Georgia, wait until she comes out of the Common Room. You're not welcome here." Blaise sneered at him. At the mention of her name Georgia became even more curious, what did he need to talk to her about so urgently?

"Let him through Blaise." She spoke loud enough for him to hear at the other side of the large room, but not loud enough to be considered a shout. Nor was it completely a command, however it did appear very much like one to Harry.

Once Blaise had let him go, Harry couldn't help but comment. "What does this make you then, Slytherin Royalty? With the lot of them following orders and at your beck and call."

"Whatever you may think of me Potter, be sure that I am no more Royalty here than I would be in the Muggle World. However, in this room I am respected by all but one. You." She narrowed her eyes at him as he shrugged in agreement. "Why are you here Potter? Why did you come all this way? Out of your high tower and off your high horse, just to insult me?"

Harry's eyes lowered to his feet. "I'm sorry Georgia, I didn't come here to insult you. I came here because I'm worried about Charlotte. She's being harassed more and more by Zacharias, and I don't think what happened today at breakfast really helped, it looked like he took his anger out on her. And I'm not sure if you've noticed, but she's been skipping classes and meals, she's—"

Harry was quickly cut off by Georgia's sharp tone. "Of course I've noticed. She's my twin. Just get to the point already."

He gulped and went to continue, but skipped to his end point. "Somehow Zacharias found out about Voldemort being your Grandfather, and he's threatening to tell everyone if the Professors find out about what's happening to her."

Many Slytherins were shocked, they had all been secretly listening to the exchange in case their was something important being said. As it turned out, there had been. Typical of Slytherins, Georgia knew her housemates had heard every word that had been said.

"Nothing said here today leaves this room," Georgia announced, hearing a slight murmur of reluctant agreement. "She may not be one of us by house, but Charlotte is one of us by blood. My blood. If you have any sense of Slytherin or even Pureblood pride, you will not go spreading this around because Slytherins stick together. Agreed? Potter, take me to my sister."

o0O0o

Charlotte was beginning to worry, Harry had been gone for a while now and she really hoped he hadn't gone to tell a Professor. It wasn't too much longer that she had to wait. Harry burst through the door, followed shortly by a calm looking Georgia.

"What are you doing here Georgia?" Charlotte muttered into her steaming cup of coffee.

"I'm here to try and convince you to tell a someone, anyone, who can help you with what's been happening, because if you don't… I'll tell Ben." Georgia smirked as Charlotte's eyes widened, and then narrowed.

"You wouldn't!"

"I most certainly would. And yes, I know that Zacharias will spread around that the Dark Lord is our Grandfather, but honestly will anyone believe him?" Georgia sat down to look her sister in the eye.

"Of course they'll bloody well believe him! You're the one who went ahead and got branded by him!" At this Georgia's jaw clenched, all she wanted to do right now was to break down, cry into her sister's shoulder, and tell her about how she was forced into it. But she couldn't, he would find out somehow, she knew he would. So she continued her façade hoping Charlotte could at least see part way through it, however it seemed like she was too blinded by her own hatred toward their Grandfather to pay enough attention.

"You'll never understand Charlotte."

Charlotte stood up, anger focused toward Georgia now. "You're right, I won't! I'll never understand why you'd leave your family and friends who love you more than anything in the whole entire world, for cold hearted vile man who just happens to also be biologically related to you and who's trying to kill everyone we love!"

"They're not my friends and they never even tried to be friendly toward me, and most of that family you're speaking of isn't actually my family, nor will they ever be." Georgia sneered at her twin.

"What about Mum?! She is the epitome of what Voldemort wants to destroy, she is a Muggle 'invading' Wizarding culture. Do you want him to do that to our family, the blood traitors, do you want him to do that to me?" Charlotte had pulled out all the trump cards she could think of at this point with nothing left to say. She looked into those beautiful blue-grey eyes she used to find so comforting, and saw nothing but coldness and cruelty.

Standing up, Georgia stared right into Charlotte's eyes as she spoke her next words. "Yes I do."