A/N: Hello every one! Welcome back to Darkness Dwells. I've had a few reviews asking me various questions. Unfortunately for PoisonLights, I can't answer your questions here because they get answered in this chapter! ^^ But for , I will say this: you never know when you'd need an Heir. I pictured this version of Voldemort to be very cautious.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. –sob- Meh. J. K. Rowling is an amazing author!

Warnings: Well, dark!Harry to begin with, Lily and James are alive, and Sirius is not in Azkaban. Oh, and strong language, if that bothers you. And gore in later chapters.

Enjoy the story!

Lydia walked into Alana's room to find her packing her bags. Alana turned to her best friend as Lydia spoke, "You're going to be gone another couple of months aren't you?"

Alana nodded and Lydia began helping her pack. The two girls worked in silence for a few minuets until Lydia looked into Alana's trunk, "Alana. Why are you packing your leather pants?"

Alana and Lydia looked at each other and burst into laughter. They smiled and continued to giggle as Alana's trunk quickly filled up. They laid down on Alana's bed.

"Oh. I almost forgot." Lydia sat up and pulled a box out of her pocket, "Happy birthday. I figured you wouldn't be back in time and you could use it now."

Alana sat up as well and opened the box to find a simple silver bracelet. It had a floral design etched into the surface with a fleur de Lys made of onyx embedded in it.

Lydia grinned as Alana slipped it onto her wrist, "It's from France. I put a lot of protective charms on it and no one but you can take it off your wrist. I figured you could use a bit of help with your cover story."

Alana smiled, "It's shiny! I love it Lydia. I'm going to miss you." The girls hugged and a house-elf appeared to take Alana's trunk to her 'home'.

Alana grabbed a handful of floo powder, "Bye Lydia." She disappeared in a burst of green fire.

"Bye Lana. Don't get caught."

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Sirius watched Snape leave the kitchen. As the door closed, the dog Animagus began speaking, "Look, I don't trust him, okay. Could we please leave him out of this conversation? I think he's the one leaking all of our information to Him. So can we talk about our plan without him?"

James bit his lip, "I…I agree. I just don't trust him. So we're good for everything tonight? One minor change though. We don't take the boy. We take the Heir. The Heir and the boy are extremely close so the boy and You-Know-Who would be scrambling to get her back."

Tonks nodded, "That makes more sense. After all if we took the boy, the Heir would be devastated but He probably wouldn't care if He got him back or not."

Sirius nodded, "So we all agree? Good, don't tell Snape."

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Jennifer was sitting in the drawing room reading when the door suddenly opened. She scrambled to hide the book and hid it behind a pillow. She pulled out another book, opened it, and attempted to clam herself down.

"Miss Potter, do you really think that you'd be able to fool me into thinking you were reading that?"

Jennifer frowned in confusion and looked at the cover. Wanderings with Werewolves. She groaned.

"What were you actually reading?"

Jennifer smiled nervously, "This." She held up the book, "I was wrong, it really is…interesting." Her voice sounded pained.

Snape glowered at her, "Don't you dare patronize me Potter, you're just as bad as your father."

She frowned slightly, "Professor, that's not fair. You make derogatory statements about my dad all the time but you won't explain anything. I can't not act like my dad if I don't know how he acted. I'm just being me."

He clenched his jaw tightly and left the room, slamming the door as her did so.

She sighed and pulled out her Dark Arts book Creating Dark Hexes, Jinxes, and Curses from Everyday Spells by Penelope White. Jennifer opened it to where she had stopped reading, and read.

A few hours later the door to the drawing room opened. Jennifer, who was thoroughly engrossed in chapter eight, didn't notice. A girl crept into the room and slipped behind Jennifer. She leaned against the back of the loveseat and whispered into Jennifer's ear, "What're you readin'?"

Jennifer screamed and jumped in fright, "Holy shit! Mona! Don't scare me like that!"

Mona laughed, "Sorry mate, it was just too great a chance to pass up. But seriously, what are you reading? Cause little eleven year olds like you shouldn't be reading something so dark."

Jennifer frowned, "How would you know that this is a Dark book?"

"Love, the book says 'Creating Dark Hexes'. It's a Dark book."

Jennifer blushed, "Yeah well…you're a slut."

Mona laughed, "Whore."

"…Bitch."

Mona laughed even harder, "Jenn, oh my god boo, I missed you so much! How the fuck are you?"

Jennifer grinned, "So how was France?"

Mona sat down next to Jennifer, "Well, considering my cousin is British and she only moved to France last year, walking into her house you'd have thought you were still in London. It was nice though, the two of us are like sisters; we're just that close."

Jennifer nodded, "Kinda like you and me?"

Mona smiled, "Yeah, kinda like us. Anyway, she showed me around and we played Dares so it was pretty fun."

"What kind of dares did you do?"

"Well, I dared her to hug the first redhead which was pretty funny. Then I had to punch the first person I saw wearing blue. She had to steal someone's wallet and I had to let the animals in the pet shop loose. I'm just glad we weren't arrested!"

Jennifer started laughing, "That is awesome!" she noticed Mona's new bracelet, "Wow, that's really pretty. I love the design. I love onyx, it looks great with anything."

"I know isn't it so cute? My cousin gave it to me. She's really awesome; she even put protective charms on it too."

"What's your cousin's name again?"

"Laura. She's real nice. I think the two of you would get along great."

Jennifer smiled and nodded, "I think so too. She sounds really nice, I'd love to meet her."

Sammy wandered in and hopped up onto the loveseat between the two girls and laid down. Mona looked surprised, "Who's this little cutie?"

Jennifer grinned as she stroked Sammy's back, "He's my new kitty, Mum got him for my birthday. Isn't he the cutest? I love him."

Mona gently scratched the cat behind the ears, "Yeah he's adorable. But you gotta promise to still visit Penny or else she'll be sad. She loves her new friend!"

Jennifer laughed, "Of course! I love Penny!" Sammy looked up, "Yes Sammy, I love you more." The black and white tabby laid back down, apparently appeased.

Mona grinned and the two girls continued to talk and joke.

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Mona walked home to number 8 Grimmauld Place. She would be going back over to the Order's headquarters but she had to pick up her wizard's chess board; that Weasley boy and the eldest Potter refused to relinquish theirs. "Stupid Light children…" she grumbled. Honestly, the only one who has the potential to even change sides would be Jennifer. But how to get her to…

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Snape was finally able to corner the youngest Potter in the drawing room alone.

"Miss Potter, I will apologize for the way I left abruptly before. What I wanted to ask you then was this: Why did you want those books?"

Jennifer sighed, "I told you before Sir, I really am just curious."

His eyes narrowed, "Curiosity killed the cat, Miss Potter."

Sammy looked up at Snape in alarm. Snape looked slightly surprised but got over it; it was the magical word, what did he expect?

Jennifer laughed, "Don't worry Sammy, Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed."

Sammy looked pleased and laid back down.

"Professor, please don't tell Mum and Dad, I'm telling you the truth. I really am just curious."

He sighed and ran a hand over his face, "How many of the books have you read so far?"

Jennifer bit her lip nervously, "If I said 'none' would you be happy with that and never bring up this topic again?"

"Potter."

"Alright, yes, I have read them. I'm in the middle of the third book."

Snape nodded once, "Then I will have to tell your parents. An eleven year old girl should not be reading those kinds of books." He turned to leave the room.

"Wait!" she yelped. Sammy jumped and looked around the room wildly. Jennifer pulled out her wand and successfully cast a tongue-tying hex on Snape. Snape immediately recognized what she'd done.

"You arrogant little brat! How dare you cast a tongue-tying hex on me?"

Jennifer paled, "I'm sorry! I just can't let you tell them! Please!"

Snape paused. He flicked his wand and the door slammed shut. Jennifer jumped in shock as he continued to wave his wand, creating wards.

He whipped back around to face Jennifer, "What we speak of in this room will not be repeated. Swear on your magic."

She nodded fervently, "I, Jennifer Kay Potter, do swear on my magic that anything said in this room will never be repeated. So mote it be." Her magic reacted to her words and a blue light surrounded her for a moment then it vanished.

Snape nodded, satisfied, "Excellent. I am a Death Eater."

Jennifer looked confused, "Yeah, I know. Dad said you felt bad about betraying the Light and became a spy for Dumbledore."

Snape closed his eyes and sighted deeply, "No Potter. I'm a spy for the Dark Lord. He asked me to pretend that I was a spy for Dumbledore. How do you think I'm not dead yet? Eliza Crane went straight to Dumbledore and Dumbledore told no one, yet He still found out. So how am I not dead yet is I went back to the Light?

Jennifer's eyes widened, "Oh. Oh. Oh."

Snape glowered, "Articulate as always."

Jennifer stood quiet for a few moments, "Professor, I won't betray my family, so I am willing to help you not get caught by my parents or Dumbledore. Even Sammy will help. Won't you boy?"

Sammy looked up at Jennifer as if debating. He finally purred and stretched out his body.

Jennifer grinned, "See? Sam's on board."

Snape rubbed his forehead, "No. I have enough trouble as it is. No."

She pouted, "Well, then can you teach me some dark spells?"

"What? No! Are you out of your mind?"

"Alright. Can you introduce me to some other Death Eaters?"

"No!"

"Can I become a Death Eater?"

"No!"

"Can you help me kill my family?"

"NO!"

"Then can I help you not get caught?"

Snape was frantic, "Yes! Yes, just no more Dark Arts!"

Jennifer smirked as Snape when over the conversation in his head. He stared at her, "You just…perhaps you would make a better Slytherin than I previously thought."

Jennifer grinned. He glowered at her, "You do realize that that will never happen again right?"

She slumped, "Yeah, I know. But it worked, so I'm happy."

He looked at her, curious, "Why are you so keen to help me? You said you wouldn't betray your family."

Jennifer smiled, "Cause, you're kinda like family. You've always been in our lives and you were Mum's best friend so that makes you our honorary uncle." His eye twitched slightly, "Hey! No twitching. I call you 'Professor' or 'Sir'. I could call you 'Uncle Sev'."

Snape whipped out his wand and shoved it in her face, "I am a Death Eater. Do not make me use my knowledge."

Jennifer giggled nervously, "Erm. Anyways, I can help you right? How do you need my help?"

Snape pulled out a note and a shrunken package, "I need you to give these to Mona. It would look a lot less weird if you did it, but please do be discreet."

She looked surprised, "Mona? Why? What's in the package?" she looked at the package closer.

Snape shook his head, "I can't tell you. It would put you in a lot of danger."

She nodded, "Okay, give this to Mona. Anything else you need me to do right now?"

"No. Give that to Mona, be discreet. I will ask for your assistance when I need it next. Just try to keep your family members off my back. Especially the twins."

Jennifer grinned, "On it." She gave him a mock salute, wearing the most serious expression she could muster.

He sighed and waved his wand, taking down the wards.

Suddenly the door flew open and Mona walked in.

Jennifer smiled and handed the package and note to her friend, "These are from him. He asked me to give them to you."

Mona looked puzzled but took the items handed to her and stuck them into her bra. Snape resisted the urge to face palm and simply massaged his temples.

Mona turned to the Potions Master, "She knows?"

Snape shook his head, "She only knows about me. She's sworn herself to secrecy. And she's been insisting that she be allowed to help me not get caught by Dumbledore."

Mona smiled and yanked Jennifer's face into her chest, "Aww, Jenny loves Sev!" she began to pet Jennifer's hair as the eleven year old struggled to free herself. Jennifer stopped struggling and waited for Mona to just let her go.

Mona suddenly turned to Snape, "And what exactly were you doing with Jenn all alone in this locked room? She is not her mother! I mean, she doesn't even resemble Missus Potter, except maybe in the face. She has Mister Potter's hair and eyes and glasses and…YOU SICK FUCKING PERVERT!"

Snape's pale face turned dark red in anger, "You imbecile! How dare you imply that I would have a sexual relationship with an eleven year old girl?"

Mona's jaw dropped, "Okay, first of all, I was implying that you had the hots for Mister Potter. Second, you only have a problem with the fact that she's eleven? You sick bastard, I'm not letting you anywhere near my sissy again. Third, Jenn wouldn't really mind if the two of you were fucking."

Snape sputtered, trying to take in everything she said. His face quickly paled while Jennifer's face turned crimson (not that you could really see it as her face was still pressed into Mona's chest.)

"Mona! Professor, I swear she didn't mean it like that! She's just teasing me because I kinda have an attraction to older men…"

Mona cackled madly, "We're going to go play wizard's chess now, good day Professor. Don't try to rape anymore Potter children…today."

And with that, Mona dragged Jennifer out the door, ignoring Snape's indignant growling.

XXX

Lydia pulled her mask on and checked herself in the mirror. Her hair was tucked under the hood of her cloak, her face was completely covered, and her battle robes were in perfect order.

She walked out to the hallway and found Harry already waiting for her. The Dark siblings walked down to the throne room where the Death Eater meeting was just starting.

Voldemort was sitting on his throne with Harry to his immediate right and Lydia to Harry's right. Nagini was draped over the back of his throne, watching as the Death Eaters stepped forward one at a time to kiss the hem of Voldemort's robes.

Voldemort spoke, "Do any of you have new information?"

A Death Eater stepped forward and knelt, "My Lord. The Ministry has passed another restrictive law against werewolves. I believe it would be an excellent time to propose an alliance."

Voldemort nodded, "Excellent, I will take that into consideration. Thank you."

He stepped back and another Death Eater took his place, "My Lord. I have been at number 12 Grimmauld Place where the Order is headquartered. The Potters and the Weasley are always there during the summer along with Black. About a week ago, the youngest Potter child came to me seeking help."

Harry leaned forward just a hair to listen better. I have several biological siblings. Too bad they're all on the Light side and I now have to kill them.

"She asked me to retrieve some books off of a bookshelf that were charmed to be difficult to remove. I undid the charms and got the books for her. However, it seems that Miss Potter not only tried to get the books, she took her sister's wand to do so. Miss Potter can already do the levitation charm and the summoning charm. With someone else's wand. She's smart my Lord. She could be an excellent asset."

Voldemort bowed his head in contemplation, "And this Potter child, would she be willing to cross sides?"

"I'm not sure my Lord. She knows that I work for you."

The Dark Lord's eyebrows rose, "And she has not told the others?"

"No, I had her swear an oath of secrecy on her magic before I told her anything. She's insisted that she be allowed to help me not get caught by the Order."

Voldemort's eyebrows rose even more and Harry idly thought that they might become lost in His dark hair.

"What of our other spy?"

"No my Lord. Miss Potter has not discovered your other spy."

"Excellent. Keep a close eye on that particular Potter."

The meeting continued with some good news and bad news. Soon the Death Eaters left the throne room to play with some new 'toys' in the dungeons.

Voldemort turned to his assassins and handed them an address, "I have a new assignment for the two of you. Samson Root. He has attempted to discover your identities to pass that information on to Dumbledore. Destroy him. Be weary however. Severus has informed me that there is a kidnapping plot to take one of you. He did not know which one of you was targeted. Protect each other. Now go."

They bowed and left the room quietly. They briskly walked out to the forest surrounding Riddle Manor and Disapparated.

They Apparated in front of a large warehouse; the windows were broken and boarded up. It looked as though people hadn't been there for a while.

They entered silently and cautiously. Harry noticed a dark figure lying on the ground; it was not moving. Lydia slowly approached it, Harry right behind her.

The figure was covered by a robe. Lydia flicked her wand and the robe flew off. She peered at it, "It's Root. He appears to be dead."

She flicked her wand again and his head suddenly rolled away, severed. His heart shot out of his chest and was stabbed by a well-aimed knife. Lydia silently summoned her knife back and turned to Harry.

"Something doesn't feel right." Harry nodded his agreement. He noticed a figure in the shadows and yanked his sister down to the floor just as a Stunner flew over their heads. They leapt to their feet and prepared themselves for a battle.

Twenty-two Aurors melted from the shadows and attacked from all sides. Harry and Lydia quickly began picking off the Aurors, dodging their spells and sending some back.

Lydia managed to kill three Aurors while Harry was already working on his fourth. She threw knives every time they came too close to him and had badly wounded another two Aurors.

Harry ducked another Stunner but didn't see the ropes shot at him from behind. Lydia saw them when it was far too late, "Harry!" she shrieked.

Harry turned just as the ropes wrapped around him. The Aurors stood over him gloating while Lydia stabbed Aurors left and right to get to her brother. She found a break in their line and dove in to shield Harry.

Lydia erected a small impenetrable shield around herself and Harry as she curled herself around him. She spoke to him urgently in a low voice, "Harry do you have your portkey? Activate it now; get back home while you still can."

Harry smiled behind his mask, "I can't reach it. You take it, they think you're Heir. Take my portkey."

"No."

"Take it now. That is an order. Take it!"

Lydia's eyes widened and her shield cracked and dissolved. A sob escaped as she took his portkey out of his pocket and activated it. The Aurors tried to grab her but she disappeared.

She landed in Voldemort's throne room whit a loud thump, "My Lord! They got Harry, they took him! I'm so sorry I failed you!" she screamed and cried rocking herself back and forth, "They took him! They took my Harry!"

Voldemort grabbed her shoulders, "Why did you use Harry's emergency portkey?"

She tore off her mask and continued to bawl, "He ordered me to. I- I … he ordered me to; I swear I didn't want to! He made me, he ordered me to."

Voldemort nodded and let the girl cry. He did not blame Lydia; she was raised to believe orders from superiors were to always be followed, no matter what the order was. Harry was her superior. Once she was done screaming, He would put her in charge of getting His Heir back safely.

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The fireplace in number 12 Grimmauld Place erupted in green flames and Sirius burst through.

He looked at the kitchen's inhabitants- Dumbledore, Molly, Arthur, Lily, Snape, and all of the Potter and Weasley children- and grinned darkly, "We caught one of the assassins."

A/N: Well um…that's it then for now. You know, I typed this whole thing up on Saturday. Damn I'm on a roll! I already know what I'm gonna type next! Fuck. Yeah. :D Literally all I did today was type this and throw paper airplanes around my room. No lie. –laughs- So I still have my poll up about Jennifer's future Hogwarts House. Go vote! So far we have three Slytherins and one Ravenclaw.

Well you're probably tired of listening-er- reading what I have to say so Ciao. Reviews are my crack!

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