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A Death Eaters Tale

~The Dark Mark~

"Order! I said order!" Kingsley yells above the collective voices of the Wizengamot. They continue to bicker and he holds his wand to his throat. "QUIET!" His voice booms and all arguments cease. "I will have order in this room!"

"She is wasting our time with this nonsense, Minister."

"She has yet to show any real evidence of her innocence!"

"Ms. Malfoy is just biding her time to prolong the sentencing."

"That is enough you shriveled old men!" I voice causing all eyes to turn on me. "I have been straining for hours to show all you dinosaurs my private memories. I am tired and am still healing from all the wounds I received during the war, so of course my mind is going to wander. You ancient relics want to put me to death be my guest, but take a minute to think how that would look to the public. The minute word gets out about my unjust death witches and wizards everywhere will start to riot in the streets." There's a loud scoff and I turn to look at the old man who caused it.

"A bit full of ourselves aren't we Ms. Malfoy?"

"Actually sir," Harry speaks up. "She's right." The man scoffs and I narrow my eyes at him. I can see his Adam's apple bob despite the fact that his face hasn't changed. I smirk inwardly knowing that even though I'm in custody and I'm weak I can still intimidate these people.

"How so Mr. Potter?"

"Despite all the crimes that Ms. Malfoy has been accused of she is a hero to witches and wizards everywhere. When the war started people did lose faith in her given how she seemed to the general public, but when the time came she sacrificed everything to fight against the Dark Lord, and were it not for her we may not have succeeded in defeating him. That and the fact that all these families" He gestures to them with a wave of his hand. "and countless others have banded together to save her from whatever fate the Ministry wishes to pass, has inspired hope in her yet again. The wrongful sentencing of Quinn Malfoy will surely cause the questioning of the Ministry's intentions in this post-war time." I allow a small smile after Harry has finished.

"Question the Ministry's intention in what way Mr. Potter?" Harry lowers his head and sighs searching for the right words.

"Let me put it this way; it'll look as though you're trying to ensure no one will question your power."

"That is absurd!"

"No it isn't." A different councilman starts. "Mr. Potter is right. If I were at home and I got news like that, what Mr. Potter just explained will be the first thing going through my mind. It will look as though one tyrant was dethroned only for another to take his place." The other council men and women let this all mull over before the same man speaks again. "I move we recess for now and allow the accused proper time to gather her strength and begin again tomorrow."

"Seconded."

Kingsley nods. "Very well those in favor?"


The council votes in my favor and soon enough I'm being moved to my private cell within the Ministry. It's a very nice cell compared to the hole in the wall I had at Azkaban. There's a nice bed with dark green and black sheets, it almost looks like a hotel room except for the fact that the toilet and sink are right across from the bed, and the door doesn't have a handle. I lay down on the bed with my hands behind my head just resting. After a little while I get a bored and start creating swirls of a silvery purple color in the air with my right index finger. I unconsciously draw her name in the air before there's a knock at the door.

"Malfoy you've got a visitor." The guard grunts before letting Harry enter. I don't move and continue tracing her name in the air. Harry sits at the foot of the bed and smiles.

"How is it that you can still do that? Didn't they put a restriction on your magic?" He asks after a little while. I sit up and pull down the sleeve on my right arm to show him the little tattoo on my right wrist. It's the symbol for the ministry of magic and a serial number.

"It only restricts violent and helpful magic." I lean back and continue tracing. He reads what I've been writing and smirks.

"I can go get her if you'd like? I told her I'd talk to you first before I let her in." I shake my head.

"No, I'm not ready to see her just yet." Harry frowns.

"You can't avoid her until the trial is over, it'll feel like an eternity to her, Quinn." He nags and I shrug indifferently.

"It'll make the reunion all the more blissful."

"Quinn." He presses and I drop my hand causing the swirling letters to dissipate.

"Look I can't face her until I know for sure what's gonna happen to me. I don't want to give her false hope only for things to turn sour." Harry looks thoughtful as he nods and then he changes the subject.

"So what did happen after you and Fleur had that little spat in the hallway?" He questions with a cheeky grin on his face. "You guys seemed fine afterwards but nobody knows what you guys talked about." I roll my eyes at him but smile nonetheless.

"You would ask that."


"But you love her." She says sadly into my neck. I sigh and lean back to lift her chin, but her eyes refuse to meet mine.

"Look at me." I demand softly and she hesitates before that beautiful sky blue finds me. "Yes I do love her but I love you too."


"Wait." Harry interrupts. "You told Fleur you loved her?" I nod. "Why would you lie to her like that?" I frown at his accusation.

"I didn't lie to her! I did—do love Fleur, but I was never in love with her, and I explained that to her." I laugh remembering the look on Fleur's face when I told her. "When I did she tried to get angry with me but I brought up a very good point as to why she had no reason to be upset."


Fleur begins to curse in rapid French and pound at my shoulder with a closed fist. "Are you serious right now? You have no right to be angry with me about that!" I assert after she stops hitting me.

"I 'ave no right?! My girlfriend tells me she loves me and some ozer woman and I have no right to be angry!"

"No you don't because somewhere out in the world you have a destined mate waiting for you." I respond calmly but firmly and Fleur looks taken aback by my statement. "You have no right to be upset with me because no matter how much we love each other, that love will always pale in comparison to the bond you share with your mate." She looks down guiltily before speaking.

"'ow do you know it's not you?" A snort climbs up my throat before taking her into my arms again.

"You really think we wouldn't know if we were destined for each other after all the time we spent together? I've read about the Veela bond Fleur, I know that after the first kiss both parties know they're meant for each other. All those times we've kissed you mean to tell me you still think we're meant to be?" I question earnestly and she looks at me for a minute before shaking her head and hiding her face in my neck.

"I'm not ready to lose you yet." She mumbles against my skin.

"No one is saying you have to. Besides I'm not ready to lose you either, I still want to be with you Fleur."


"Wow." Harry muses.

"Yup after that we decided that we'd stay together until the end of school when she went back to France. But she ended up breaking up with me after the second task and she met Bill when him and Molly came to see you before the Third Task, and well... you know the rest."

"That explains a lot everyone was kind of surprised to see you two together at the Yule Ball."

"She was so beautiful that night." I smile at the memory. Harry smirks at me.

"Are you talking about Fleur or Hermione?"

"Both. I felt like a complete ass that night; I had a beautiful and loving girlfriend with me and yet all I could think about was how much I wanted to be Viktor." Harry smiled brightly before getting up.

"I'm going to ignore how disgustingly romantic that was and leave you to your thoughts before you turn me into a big sap like you."

"Shut up." I gripe indignantly. "Like you aren't exactly the same way with Ginny. Speaking of which make sure she keeps an eye on her for me." He smiles fondly and moves to leave but he pauses at the door.

"Is there anything you want me to tell her?"

"Tell her... tell her I love her." I say pensively.

"I'll be back to get you in the morning" With that said Harry knocks on the door and leaves. I lay back down and drift off with one person in mind.


"Ha! Finally got you Quinn!" Noah shouts victoriously after having slammed a giant snowball into the side of my head. I turn to glare at him and he just smirks arrogantly. Fleur comes over to me laughing as she starts to wipe the slush of my face. Santana and Kurt are laughing so hard I thought they'd bust a lung from going so long without a breath. I turn to Blaine who's standing a few feet away from me and Fleur.

"Explain to me again how Britt managed to convince me to come out here and get ganged up on." Before Blaine can answer Fleur cuts in.

"Tch, ne soyez pas un tel bébé. You are not the victim 'ere ma chérie. Zey have not been able to catch you since we started."

"Fleur's right and you hit Viktor and Draco so hard they could have a concussion." Blaine points out.

"Ok A: you're supposed to be on my side." I pout at Fleur who just laughs. "and B: your brother has taken bludgers to the face a little magically endowed high velocity snowball is no big deal. As for Draco..." I look over at him and he's sitting down next to Brittany with a dazed look on his face. "His head is hard enough he'll survive. Besides Noah and Santana started it." Fleur and Blaine share a look before rolling there eyes at me.

"Well zen let us take a break and go back inside. Je suis congélation and would very much like to cuddle wiz my girlfriend." she grins playfully before pulling me closer.

"Alright losers let's bring it back inside."

"What?! That's so unfair Q right when I start winning you want to leave." Noah complains.

"Hey smart ass take a look around it's starting to snow again and if you haven't noticed half of us are covered in melting ice. So yeah I would very much like to leave before my nose falls off." He looks around and concedes.

"As if I would let zat happen." Fleur says before kissing my nose and dragging me inside with the others. As soon as we enter the warmth of the castle I feel someone trying to claw there way into my mind. I look around and don't spot anyone so I decide to let them in enough to hear what they have to say.

"Diggory and Potter have yet to figure out their clues. Drop a hint to Cedric and he will surely pass it on to Harry. Perform well and the Dark Lord will reward you."

The voice disappears and I put my psychic walls back up to prevent further penetration of my mind. My girlfriend stares inquisitively at me.

"Uhmm I just remembered I forgot to do something so you guys go on ahead and I'll catch up in a minute."


"The voice you heard was that of Bartemius Crouch Jr. correct?"

"It turned out to be that way I had never heard of or met him before the end of that year so I just followed orders as I was instructed. I dropped a hint that Viktor had been practicing in water to Cedric and he passed it along to Harry. And then before I knew it the second task was upon us. Professor McGonagall had asked me to retrieve the 'treasures' for the task and bring them to her. I met 'Professor Moody' along the way."


"Hate to interrupt the skull sessions, Professor McGonagall would like to see you in her office." The Golden Trio turn to look at me and Professor Moody. "Not you Potter just Weasley and Granger." He clarifies as Harry starts gets up.

"But sir the second task is only hours away—"

"Exactly, presumably Potter is well prepared by now and could do with a good night's sleep. Now if you would follow Malfoy to Professor McGonagall's office." When they hesitated he raised his voice. "Go. Now." He barks and Hermione and Weasel start to follow behind me. After we're out of earshot Ron starts to complain.

"Why is she needed to escort us it's not like we don't know where it is." He grumbles.

"You aren't the only ones I have to escort so stop whining." Hermione sped up to walk next to me.

"Who else are you escorting?" She asks awkwardly glancing at me from the corner of her eye.

"Cho Chang and Gabrielle Delacour." Ron speeds up and puts himself between Hermione and I.

"What does McGonagall want with all of us?" He asks puffing out his chest as if trying to intimidate me. I roll my eyes at the display and push him over with little force and he stumbles a bit, his chest deflating.

"First of all personal space you wreak of copper and second how the hell should I know?"

"I thought you were the great prodigy of Slytherin the girl with the answer for everythin—" I wave my hand at him and his mouth snaps shut. He tries without luck to speak but his mouth won't open, so he just stands there waving his hands around indignantly.

"Look at that Ronny you were right I kept asking myself how to get you to shut up and looks like I found my answer." I retort with a smirk.

"Quinn you can't do that!" Hermione reprimands me as she tries to calm Ron down.

"I understand he's a mouth-breather and he could pass out any minute..." I jest playfully after seeing Weasel literally turn purple with anger. He looks the same shade of purple he was when he asked Fleur out. Oh Merlin that was hilarious. "... but you have to admit it is a lot quieter now."

"Quinn undo the spell now." She orders adorably in her 'no nonsense' tone.

"Hmmm maybe later... and only if you ask nicely."

"Quinn!"

"Oops sorry already at Ravenclaw Tower no time now." Ron takes out his wand and points it at me. "Good job Weasel now you're thinking however there are two problems with that. First you can really hex me without your mouth and second even if you did know any wordless offensive spells if you attacked me I may just forget how to reverse the spell I put on your mouth." He lowers his wand with his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes trained on the floor, probably trying to figure out if I'm lying or not. "Right well while you figure that our I'll go get Cho."


After retrieving Cho and Gabrielle we're off to Professor McGonagall's office.

"Quinn pourquoi allons-nous au bureau de votre professeur?" Gabrielle asks as we head up the stairs. I think I know why I was asked to gather everyone but I don't know how to tell Gabrielle without scaring her. She's held my hand the entire time and I can tell she's a little nervous being here without Fleur or any of the other Beauxbatons.

"Je ne suis pas sûr jolie fille." She smiles up at me and we finally reach McGonagall's door. I knock twice and just as the door opens I wave my hand behind me, releasing Ron's mouth. Professor Mcgonagall opens the door and moves to the side to allow everyone to enter. I move in with Gabrielle and look behind me to throw a triumphant smirk at Ron. Professor Dumbledore, Madame Maxime, Mr. Crouch and Igor Karkaroff are already present. Professor Dumbledore and Madame Maxime both smile at me while Igor eyes me cautiously as he's done since I met him. It's like he's expecting me to attack him as soon as he turns his back.

"Thank you Miss Malfoy that'll be all." Professor McGonagall dismisses me, interrupting my staring contest with the Durmstrang Headmaster. I nod and move to leave but Gabrielle tightens her grip on my hand.

"Ne pas aller." She pleads.

"It's alright Minerva we both know Miss Malfoy is trustworthy." Madame Maxime nods in agreement.

"Absolutely not!" Igor objects. "She is involved with Maxime's champion and is a student here she will surely disclose what she hears to her friends."

"I agree Albus it would be unfair to the other competetor's." Mr. Crouch argues.

"Igor might I remind you she is also best friends with your champion as well, and in any matter she wouldn't be able to disclose the actual location of the treasures." Dumbledore looks at me and winks before he continues. "Now with that settled, I assume you've all guessed why you'v been brought here."


I pull Fleur closer when I feel the cold bite of the wind as we gather on one of the docks built in the middle of the lake. She's not wearing much but her swimsuit and a thin robe, when she buries her frosty nose in my neck I cast a warming spell around us. I smile when I feel her place a small kiss on my scar but my mind is elsewhere right now. I know she thinks it's because I'm thinking about Hermione, she's not the one I'm worried about. I should be given she's at the bottom of the lake but I know she can handle herself. I'm more worried about Gabrielle, she put on a brave face last night but she was shaking last night when Dumbledore explained how this task was going to work.

"Should I be worried where your mind is right now?"

"Hmm?" I look down at Fleur and her eyebrow is raised accusingly. "I'm sorry nothing's wrong just a little nervous for you is all. I keep going over everything we practiced wondering if I missed anything." It's really scary how convincing my lies have become over the years.

"Arrêtez de vous inquiéter. I will be fine." She finishes with a quick kiss. When she pulls back she smiles but it falters as a thought crosses her mind.

"What?" I asking nudging her cheek with my nose.

"Do you know where Gabrielle is? I thought she'd be here waiting with us."

"No I haven't, I figured she was off with her friends. I'm sure she's around here somewhere." She eyes me suspiciously and she's about to speak when Dumbledore's voice booms out over the noise of the crowd as he cast the Sonorus charm at his neck.

"Welcome to the Second Task, last night something was stolen from each of our champions, a treasure of sorts." I look down at Fleur and nod towards the starting line. As Dumbledore continues she removes her robe and kisses me one last time before lining up next to the other champions. "These four treasures, one for each champion, now lie at the bottom of the Black Lake. In order to win each Champion need only find there treasure and return to the surface. Simple enough except for this, they'll have but one hour to do so, and one hour only after that they'll be on there own. No magic can save them. At the sound of the canon you may begin."

Naturally Mr. Filch sets the canon off prematurely and the champions dive in, except for Harry who looks like he was pushed in. Now all I can do is wait and hope for the best. At least I'm not alone though Puck and Blaine are standing next to me sharing wary looks.


Blaine's hand ceases my insane pacing. "Relax I'm sure everything's fi—" His words died as a blonde head came sputtering out of the lake. I ran to the edge and helped her out.

"Blaine get me a towel." I barked after wrapping her in her robe. He comes back after a minute with Madame Maxime and a few Beauxbatons in tow. I wrap the towel around her and cast a heating spell around her trying to help her warm up. "Fleur what happened?" Her lips are blue and she's trying not to studder as she speaks.

"Ze Grindylows, zey attacked me and popped my bubble head charm. I couldn't continue." My heart sinks thinking about Gabrielle. Fleur looks around then at me. "Where is Gabrielle?" I look to Madame Maxime for help. "Where is she Quinn?" She demands.

"Fleur, ma petite, elle est au fond du lac." She finishes solemnly. Fleur's eyes grow wide before they turn angrily at me.

"You knew." She pushes me away from her. "You knew and you didn't tell me?!"

"I couldn't I promised Dumbledore."

"'ow could you do zat to me? My seester is at ze bottom of ze lake!"

"You know I wouldn't intentionally put her in danger like that and neither would Dumbledore." She walks away from me and into the arms of her friends who are all shooting dirty looks at me. I sigh and go sit next to Noah and Blaine.

"Girl troubles?" Noah smirks at me.

"You have no idea, I just wish this year would be over." I groan into my hands. Thirty minutes later Cedric Diggory pops up out of the lake with Cho and Viktor and Hermione not far behind. There are two minutes left and I start taking off my sweater.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Noah asks as I'm taking off my shoes. "No Quinn you can't do that, it's against the rules."

"Not if I wait till the clock strikes."

As if on cue the clock strikes and there's still no sign of Harry so I dive in and immediately wave my wand in front of my face casting the bubble head charm. I swim as fast as I can till I reach the kelp forest where I see Harry trying to fight off Grindylows with Ron and Gabrielle in his arms. He sees me and pushes them towards me. I grab and head back to the surface. As soon as we reach the surface I dive back down to get Harry. When I finally get to him his gillyweed has worn off and he's slowly sinking and losing consciousness. I grab him and cast a whirlpool around us that sends the both of us shooting out of the water and onto the dock. I lay back on the dock next to Harry trying to catch my breath as the Krum brothers come running to me with towels.

"Quinn that was amazing!" Blaine gushes as he wraps me in a towel.

"Yeah blondie way to go!" Noah pulls me up and into his arms trying to warm me up.

"You know me always looking amaze." I say as I bury my freezing nose in Noah's chest. When I look up Fleur is thanking Harry and Ron for saving Gabrielle. She passes by me and just huffs before walking off. Gabrielle stops by me and pulls on my towel to get me to bend down.

"Merci Quinn." She says shyly. I lean down and kiss her cold forehead.

"My pleasure Gabrielle." She smiles and runs off to join her sister. Dumbledore announces the winners and soon we're all heading back to the castle.

"Quinn!" I look behind me and see Harry trying to catch up to me. "I just wanted to say thanks. Don't know where I'd be if you hadn't come."

"It's no problem Harry." I shrug. "Just happy I could help."

"And help you did almost too well. The boy was almost disqualified for your assistance. Mind your place next time little Malfoy or you may not live to—"

"Without me he would have drowned at the bottom of the lake. And as it is my understanding that when the time does come for him to die, The Dark Lord himself must be the one to deliver the final blow. Whomever you are I know my place and you would do well to mind yours."

The voice never answered back and Harry just stared curiously at me."Are you alright Quinn?"

"Yeah sorry just a little tired is all. I'll uh see you later Harry."


"Are you okay Quinn?" Britt asks just as the final task has started.

"Hmm? Oh yeah." I breath unconvincingly.

"Leave her alone Britt she's just moody cause Barbie Doll dropped her sweet ass."

"Seriously San? My sweet ass?" I grimace and she shrugs.

"I call 'em as I see 'em." I roll my eyes at her.

"Anyway it honestly should've been done a long time ago."

"That's good, you two weren't right for each other." Britt get a sly look on her face before she continues. "Now you and Mione however are perfect for each other, and I heard through some very pretty ponies that she doesn't like Vik the way you thought she did." I laugh a little as Britt wiggles her eyes.

"And who might these pretty ponies be?"

"Yeah that would be us." Kurt gestures between him and Blaine. "Viktor told his brothers, and Blaine obviously told me, and well here we are."

"I don't think Viktor wanted to tell because he thinks Hermione might have feelings for you so he's being a little sore about it."

"I realize what you guys are trying to do and I really appreciate but right now I just really want this event to be over." Everyone settles down and I feel a tug at my psychic walls.

"Quinn."

"Severus?"

"I need to see you immediately, I'm just outside the Quidditch pitch."

I stand up and start to leave until Santana catches me. "Where are you going?"

"Bathroom I'll be right back."

As soon as I find Severus he pulls off to the sight out of sight and beyond the point where we'll be heard.

"It's time Quinn." I look at him oddly.

"Time for what Severus?"

"I can't tell you here." He waves his wand and an old goblet appears. "This will take you to your Uncle's home, he'll explain everything there." I reach out to grab it but Severus stops me. "Quinn I—just be careful."

He sighs and I nod and grab the goblet. I land just outside the gates to Malfoy Manor. I wave my hand and walk right through them and into the manor. As soon I enter I hear arguing and then a soft pop. I look down and smile.

"Sklech is most pleased to see you Mistress Quinn." I smile and pull the little house elf into my arms.

"Oh Sklech it's good to see you too. Have my aunt and uncle been taking good care of you?" I ask pulling back.

"Oh yes Mistress, much much better than Dobby but of course that's only because Dobby wasn't Mistress' elf."

"You're not my elf either Sklech." I tug at his button down.

"Sklech may be free but he shall forever care for you Mistress." He said patting my hand. the arguing gets louder. "Mistress Malfoy isn't pleased with the Master."

"Why?" Sklech drops his head.

"Because the Master is allowing Mistress Quinn to participate in such dark matters. Sklech is scared for you Mistress Quinn." I pick him up and put him on my shoulder.

"It'll be ok Sklech I can take care of myself." I walk towards the study to find my aunt and uncle arguing. I clear my throat to gain there attention. "I hope I'm not interrupting." Sklech jumps off my shoulder as my aunt rushes to me and envelopes me in her arms.

"Quinn just say the word and we'll get Draco and we'll leave we'll go away I promise."

"Aunt Cissy." I sigh. "I can't do that. I won't hide, not when so many people's lives are at stake." I pull back from her and smile. "I'll be ok I promise." She leans forward and kisses my forehead.

"Severus raised you well, you are so strong."

"Speaking of Severus he said you would explain everything once I got here." I said looking at my uncle.

"Tonight the Dark Lord will return and he will call all of our brothers together. As I've been told he's very pleased with you and shall grant you what was promised so many years ago." That's why Severus looked so scared earlier. "All that's left to do now is to wait." I nod and pull out my wand. "What are you doing?" He asked.

"A little something I've been working on." I wave my wand across my face and silver mist erupts from it. I inhale it and feel the magic start to settle on my face and body. My aunt and uncle look inquisitively at me. "It's a charm I developed to mask emotions, no matter what I feel my physical appearance won't give me away, I call it façade." Sklech claps.

"Very clever Mistress." I try to smile but the spell refuses the pull at the corner of my lips so I just nod at him.

"Impressive Quinn." My uncle allows with a smirk. Minutes later I feel an involuntary pull at my navel and know I'm being called. As my uncle and I arrive I see we've been placed in Death Eater garb, a silver mask covers my face and dark robes cover my body. I look around to attempt to gather where we are. It's an old cemetery, I see the other Death Eaters and Wormtail standing in a circle. There's a giant angel of death statue standing tall and holding Harry Potter within it's grasp. Off to the side I see a body lying on the floor... it looks like... Cedric Diggory. A tall pale figure stands in the middle of us, he's dressed in dark robes just like the rest of us. The figure walks around.

"Welcome my friends, thirteen years it's been and yet here you stand before me as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself... disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me. Crabbe!" He moves swiftly and pulls the mask off his face. As he does so screams echo out and the mask dissipates causing Crabbe to fall to his knees. "Macnair! Goyle!" He continues one by one till they are all on their knees and only my uncle and I are left. He turns around and for the first time this night I see his face. The Dark Lord walks slowly to the both of us until he reaches my uncle. "Not even you Lucius." He pulls on my uncles mask causing him to drop to his knees.

"My Lord had I detected any sign, a whisper of your whereabouts—"

"There were signs my slippery friend and more than whispers."

"I assure you my Lord, I have never renounced the old ways."My uncle stands to his feet. "The face I have been obliged to present each day in your... absence," He says looking toward Harry. "That is my true mask. And as it were I have been training your protégé, as promised." He says looking back at me.

"My my my, that can't be little Lucy under there could it?" The Dark Lord asks moving towards me. As he does I feel the scar below my ear start to burn, but my spell won't allow my wince or even react to it. I bow and before he can remove my mask Wormtail interrupts.

"I returned." He quivers as the Dark Lord approaches and hovers over him.

"Out of fear, not loyalty! Still you have proved yourself useful these past few months Wormtail." The Dark Lord pats his head and waves his wand replacing a hand I hadn't even noticed he lost.

"Thank you master, thank you." He grovels. Voldemort makes his way to Cedric and clicks his tongue.

"Oh such a handsome boy." He turns Cedric's face with his foot and even from far away I can still see his soulless eyes peering out at me.

"Don't touch him!" Harry shouts

"Harry, oh I had almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you but word has it you're almost famous as me these days. The Boy Who Lived. How lies have fed your legend Harry, shall I reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? It was love, you see when dear sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection. I couldn't touch him. It was old magic... something I should have foreseen. But no matter, no matter. Things have changed." He rushes in front of Harry. "I can touch you now." he presses his long bony finger on Harry's scar causing him to cry out and my scar to burn even further.

"Astonishing what a few drops of your blood'll do eh Harry?" He asks when he lets go. Voldemort waves his wand and the stone angel drops Harry. "Pick up your wand Potter!" He moves back and the other Death Eaters move to stand beside my uncle and I. "I said pick it up! Get up! Get up! You've been taught how to duel I presume yes? First we bow to each other." He says taking a mocking bow. "Oh come now Harry Dumbledore wouldn't want you to forget your manners. I said bow!" He points his wand downward and gravity comes down hard on Harry. "That's better and now..." He rushes up and pushes Harry to the ground. "Crucio!" Harry's body convulses on the floor from the torture curse. "Crucio!" The spell ceases and Harry weakly tries to stand up. "Attaboy Harry your parents would be proud. Especially your filthy Muggle mother."

"Expelliarmus!" Harry's spell is tossed away as if it were nothing and the Dark Lord advances maniacally on him.

"I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter. I'm going to destroy you. After tonight no one will ever again question my powers. After tonight if they speak of you they'll speak only of how you... begged for death, and I being a merciful Lord obliged." He then lifted Harry onto his feet and stalked back towards us. Harry got up and hid behind a grave. "Don't you turn your back on me Harry Potter. I want you to look at me when I kill you. I want to see the light leave your eyes." I don't know what to do. I'm completely frozen. If I try to help Harry but then it would just be me and him against Voldemort and every Death Eater in this graveyard. If I don't help Harry will die. I reach for my wand and just as I'm about to act Harry steps out. With a fierce expression he stands tall and prepares to attack.

"Have it your way." They cast their spells at the same time and their wands connect. Magic pours out from their wands and surrounds them. Then spirits burst forth and surround Harry. Harry breaks the connection and runs away. The spirits that were released surround all of us and we can't move. By the time they dissipate Harry and Cedric are both gone. The Dark Lord screams before pointing his wand in our direction.

"Avada Kedavra!" I'm completely stunned I thought the spell was meant for me but the man that was standing to my right was hit and dropped instantly the floor. My uncle walks toward Voldemort.

"My Lord there is still a chance. He will be yours soon enough, I am certain." He turns to my uncle having regained his composure.

"Yes, yes I do believe you are right Lucius." Then he chuckles. "I do still have Lucy after all." He stalks toward me and removes my mask. The force cause me to fall to my knees. "How you've grown, the Prodigy of Slytherin correct?"

"Yes my Lord." His long skeleton like fingers caress my cheek and coax me to stand again.

"I suppose I shall have to reward Severus and you're uncle for training you so well. But first things first... hold out your arm." I hold out my left arm and he pulls back the sleeve. And waves his wand over my forearm removing the glammer charm I placed to hide the scars I got from Remus. "How did you come to bear these?"

"I fought off a werewolf last year in the Forbidden Forest."

"Oh what a shame."

"You should see the werewolf, my lord." He bellows a deep ominous laugh and the rest of the Death Eaters follow.

"Yes, my dear, I suppose I should. But for now..." He presses the tip of his wand into my forearm. Suddenly a cold feeling takes over my body and I can feel raw dark magic coursing through my veins. It's almost overwhelming, if I hadn't cast the façade before I left I'd be a weeping mess on the floor. Then slowly a dark green skull appears, it opens it's mouth and out sprouts a snake. It ties itself in a knot and then settles on my arm. Marked. He's marked me as his property. "Congratulations Lucy. I trust as my second you will continue to serve me well." I bow.

"As you wish it my Lord Voldemort."


"Hermione!" Ginny calls me from downstairs. I walk to the edge of the stairs and look down. "Malfoy's here to see you." I walk down the stairs to see Draco Malfoy standing at the door. Ginny looks nervously at me then back at Draco.

"It's fine Gin." She nods and walks up stairs. Draco comes to hug me and I welcome it eagerly. His hugs aren't like Quinn's but they're just as welcoming. I've never thought I'd be at a point in my life where hugs from Draco Malfoy would make me feel at home.

"Let's go for a walk." I nod and we walk out of the Burrow. I've been staying with the Weasley's during this ordeal. I don't want to be home alone. Draco and his family have offered to let me stay with them but it wouldn't feel right not without Quinn. "How are you holding up?" He asks after a little while. I smile as best I can.

"How's your mother?" He puts on an expression that makes him look so much like Quinn.

"That's not what I—"

"Draco please. What are you expecting from me? She refuses to see me and she has Harry sending me messages. She's trying to be noble and it's completely infuriating. I'm a complete and utter mess." Draco chuckles and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Would you love her if she were any other way?" I sigh shaking my head no, and he squeezes me one last time before dropping his arm. "While I'll never understand why she does these things, I do know that she always has a reason to, and that reason alone will bring her home Mione."

"It's still so weird to hear you call me that." He looks down at me with a cocky smirk.

"I could just call you an insufferable know-it-all if it'll make you feel better." He says avoiding the derogatory word he spitefully used to call me.

"I didn't say it wasn't nice, Malfoy I just said it was weird."

"Could imagine the look on the Weasley's face if they knew how close we've gotten?"

"I'm still just surprised Molly even let's you near the house." Draco shrugs before putting his hands in his pockets. "Draco can I ask you something?"

"Anything."

"How was she after she was marked? No one saw her again after that day until the summer." He stops abruptly and stares at the floor.

"She was... different."


-Draco Malfoy-

I knocked on the door to Quinn's dormitory.

"Quinn, are you coming down? Everyone wants to say goodbye." No answer so I open the door and step in. She's sitting on her bed staring at her arm. "Quinn?"

"It's different now." She mutters. I move to sit next to her.

"What are you talking about?" She strokes the lines of the mark and it moves as though it's alive.

"My magic, it's different now... darker... colder. I'm different now too... I can feel it changing me." I take her hand and make her face me, giving her a good once over.

"Hmm you're still not as good looking as me so you can't have changed all that much." Quinn tries to scowl at me but a wide grin still spreads across her face.

"You're an idiot." She elbows me.

"And you're a drama queen, I mean honestly with as thick as your head is you really think the Dark Lord would even be able to change you? I bet you're still madly in love with that know-it-all Gryffindor." She smiles fondly and I know her thoughts just drifted to Granger. "I bet no matter how different you think you are you're always gonna look after mum, dad, and I like you always have."

"So I'm really not any different?"

"You are different, but only because you look more broody but you also look more determined than usual."

"I am, now that I've seen him, what he's capable of... I'll do what ever it takes to put an end to him."


"Were you always so supporting of her feelings for me?"

"Have you not been watching her memories?" I look expectantly at him until he huffs and continues. "Look Quinn has never been my cousin, she was always that sister of mine that just lived with Snape sometimes. No matter who she would've fell for no one would ever be good enough for her." I drop my gaze the dirt road. "But... when I finally figured out that you were the one person on this earth that could keep up with her, protect her just as fiercely as she does you, my opinion changed. You're perfect for each other, and you've always stood by her even after finding out she was marked."


A/N: So show of hands how many of you hate my guts right now? Everyone? Yeah I kind of figured been gone so long and this chapter is crap. I suck I know, life just gets in the way but fear not I haven't given up on my stories. I just wasn't inspired to write like I originally was. However recently things have been looking up for me in the most amazing of ways so I'm ready to jump back in a write my ass off despite the fact that I really hate the way this chapter turned out. Thank you to all the new followers and those who favorited the story, and of course you beautiful lot that added me to their Author watch list, you guys rock. Teufel-chan you already know I love but I'll say it again. I love you and as my best firend I expect a complete unbiased opinion (meaning I want to know if you thought it sucked) :D Next chapter will be up soon if circumstances allow. Later guys. ~Heaven Sent