Author's Note: Only the Epilogue left after this so exciting for me.
I'm going to try to start fixing up A New Life and maybe rewrite My Dark Destiny which was the sequel to a New Life.
I'm not sure yet though.
Also I have the Epilogue started but its to late to write now so this is it till tomorrow night.
Anyways refer to Chapter 1 for my Disclaimer.


Chapter 7

I head into the Great Hall for dinner feeling surprised to see a familiar but no so familiar face.
He is standing next to my usual seat I walk quickly over to him.
He leans down and asks me quietly to meet him in the hallway.
I follow not really thinking anything of it, until we reach the hallway and he grabs my arm.
I finally understand, Mr. Parkinson was behind the whole thing.
I feel mad and decide to bait him.
"Oh, Mr. Parkinson, you really should have kept your daughter on a tighter leash.
She is the whole reason you got caught. It was stupid really." I say knowing my voice sounds completely clear and controlled.
On the inside I feel anything but calm though at this point I just wanted the whole issue over.
That stupid man, with his self centered daughter, almost cost me my family.
I was hoping with all my heart that I could fix things with Severus, Sirius, and Harry still I don't know what went wrong.
He bends down and sneers in my face.
"So you have finally figured it out. I was hoping that last fall would have… finished my earlier problem.
Alas you are still alive, pity really that I have to kill you. You really are a gorgeous young lady."
I look him in the eyes, I can see he is telling the truth he really will kill me.
I turn and run casting a charm to send my family a message.
I don't really hate you, Sirius Black is my father, and Mr. Parkinson is trying to kill me.
I added things that only they would know about me, it is all I have time to send before he grabs me slamming me hard against the wall.


Strange voices, warbled sound, pain, nothing but sharp stabbing pain.
I throw back my head and scream.I sit up gasping for breath.
I don't understand this at all, it was all finished.
I caught the person that did everything to me.
Edgar Tinsley isn't real, yet my mind still scrambles from an unseen force.


A hand clamps down hard on my mouth to muffle my scream.
I don't understand any of this, why won't it all just stop.
It feels as if my mind shatters into a million pieces, the pain slips away as I slide into the inky blackness.
Chains, tight around my wrists, blood dripping slowly to the ground.
Tapping sounds on the walls like water.
I know I am in the dungeon, I feel terrified, I don't know what to do.
I open my eyes to see Mr. Parkinson sitting in a chair watching me.
I look him straight in the eye."Why are you doing this? What have I ever done to you?' I ask my voice gravely from lack of use.
"It is not what you have done to me personally but what you have done to my family, my daughter mostly.
She was supposed to be with the Malfoy brat.
I was to inherit, so to speak a great sum of money to pay off all my debts and get my ugly little brat of a daughter out of my hair, I never wanted her you know.
Every pureblood wants a male heir, my wife gave me a daughter.
How she could do that to me is unspeakable."He pauses to take a sip of water from the cup he was holding in his hand.


Resuming the conversation he stands up and paces around the room.
"You see it started with that club that your boy Jace sold to you.
It was supposed to be mine.
But he gave it to you, so I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I had one of my associates… push you off the wall at that school you went to.
I was hoping you would die from it but instead you had amnesia.
I decided to use that against you, to torment you, make you seem crazy so you would be locked away.
My plan was perfect, I used the Imperio spell on that Healer whatever his name is and sent him to put a spell I had created on you, of course you can't forget the poison.
Yes, my dear you really were poisoned.
It was supposed to be subtle at first and steadily grow worse, which then would lead you to your death.
Alas, your stupid father and that mutt Black became suspicious.
I had to take care of it as quickly as possible which is why we are here now."
He leers down at me a smirk on his lips.
"Afraid yet? You really should be."
He turns and looks towards the door as it opens giving me a full view of Pansy Parkinson with her mouth smashed against Jace's.
I wanted to throw up it was disgusting.
They pull themselves apart and both come into the room.
I look into Jace's eyes to see them blank without any emotion.
I finally understand, he had a spell cast on him.
I have to wonder if he didn't would he still have sold that club to me. I want to snort, of course he would to save his own arse.


I gasp in shock as memories flood my brain.
"Alaina come up to the tower with me, I want to show you something." I turn towards his voice smiling and following him happily.
When we reach the tower he takes me to the edge and I look over onto the beautiful lawn below me.
I turn looking at him feeling confused, I open my mouth to speak.
I can see in his eyes he is battling with something.
He whispers sorry in my ear and I am suddenly rushing towards the ground.
Jace Traven had pushed me off the tower all those months ago.
What I didn't remember was him rushing down on his broom to save me.
Somehow he had broken his spell and saved me. My head hit against the side of the tower and I was knocked unconscious.
That was when I went into my coma.
I couldn't hate him and I really wanted to, still in the end it wasn't entirely his fault.