That night after dinner, Dumbledore announced that the two schools competing in the Tournament with Hogwarts was going to be arriving the next day, and that everyone who wanted to compete (and who was of age) could start entering their names in the Goblet of Fire.
"I expect you all to show Beauxbatons and Durstrangs your best manners while they are here," Dumbledore said. He stared around the room and his eyes rested on Cora, who glared back," I want no trouble while they are here."
Draco tapped her on the shoulder.
"Does he know you?"
"Yes, he does," Cora said," The Dark Lord warned me that he is no fool. Hopefully he has not caught on to my purpose here."
A house elf scuttled clumsily down the hall with the basket she was carrying. She stopped in front of a door that was very securely locked. She pulled a key from her pocket and slipped it in the key hole, turned it, and once she heard a click she mumbled something under her breath as she ran a finger down the bottom half of the door. She entered cautiously.
"Miss?" she called. There was no answer. The large room was brightened by the fake sunshine coming through the fake windows. It was covered in flower vases and pictures of a mother and baby.
"Miss?" the elf called louder.
"Out here, Nimble," a woman's voice echoed through the room. The elf went out to the balcony where a woman stood by the railing looking out over a realistic scenery of a green valley and large mountains. Even the very air had a realistic breeze and warmth. Noel Carnack turned to face the elf.
"Miss," Nimble bowed to her," There is someone here to see you. Albus Dumbledore. He says its of great importance."
Noel straightened up and walked quickly back into the main room. She looked around. There was no one there.
"Albus?" she asked.
"Good day to you Noel," Dumbledore said from a seat by the large fire-place.
"Albus," Noel said," I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?"
Dumbledore kissed her hand and motioned for her to sit. She did so and waited for his answer.
"I have been well," he said," I have been quite busy with my school and recent events; one of which I think will bring you much joy."
"Bring me joy?" Noel asked, confused.
Dumbledore got up and paced in front of the fire. He paused when he saw the baby pictures on the mantel. He pulled one down and stared at it.
"What are your news?" Noel asked.
Dumbledore looked at her," Your daughter...has come to Hogwarts."
Noel gasped and slipped from her chair to the floor, staring at Dumbledore,"My daughter?"
"Yes. The Dark Lord has named her Cora."
Noel stared around her as if she forgot where she was.
"Can I go to her? Can I see her? Is she alright? How does she look?"
"Alas, the Dark Lord has poisoned her mind all these years. Merlin knows what he has put her up to."
A tear fell from Noel's eyes," Not my child. Can she be helped?"
"I believe she can be. She is a stubborn girl, but I think I can get through to her before it is too late. And once she is healed I will bring her to you."
"O Albus," Noel threw herself at the headmaster," Thank you. Please look after her."
"I will. I must leave you now. I'll keep you updated on your daughter."
He disapparated. Noel stared at the baby pictures on her mantel.
"After years of waiting....I'll finally have you back my child."
Cora lay asleep in her bed. At first she seemed peaceful, but then she began to fidget.
She was standing outside staring at a small house atop a hill. The death eaters were all around her. No one seemed to notice her there.
"We must be quick," Bellatrix Lestrange said," This is our only chance to retrieve the child."
They moved quickly up the path. Cora followed, curious as to what they were doing. Suddenly she was standing in the middle of a sitting room. There was a woman and a baby, and the woman seemed very jumpy. The baby began to cry.
"They are coming for my child," the woman said," they want to take her but I wont let them."
Am i the child, Cora asked herself. The door burst open and the death eaters spilled in. Cora could not move, but anything that hit her just went right through her.
"Give us the Child," Lucius Malfoy commanded," She belongs to the Dark Lord."
"NO!" the woman screamed.
There was a flash of light that blinded Cora. When she could once again see, there were Aurors all over the place, a few dead death eaters, the woman crying on the floor, and an empty crib. Cora walked over to the crib and just stared at the empty blankets.
"i suppose he told you that," Dumbledore was standing beside her now," He has hidden you away and poisoned your mind all these years. You are not what he raised you to be."
"i wont listen to you," Cora snapped.
"You are not what he raised you to be..not what he raised you to be..."
Cora whipped around and sent a curse at Dumbledore.
She shot up in bed and found that Pansy was awake and staring at her. Cora stared back.
"You...you're," Pansy stuttered.
"I'm what," Cora said.
"You're His daughter," Pansy whispered.
Cora could only stare and nod.
"It's true then," Pansy said," You were at the World Cup weren't you?"
Cora jumped out of bed and got in Pansy's face," Say one word to anyone and you will pay. Understand?"
Shaking slightly Pansy nodded. Cora turned and ran from the dormitory.
