We were surrounded with army men dressed up in suits of armor each looking fiercer then the other. Harry looked unfazed as if he had been expecting this. I looked around uncomfortably taking a step closer to Harry. The men in the armor held out there spears unwilling to drop them. I was scared but I refused to show it; a Malfoy never shows he is scared.

"My, my what do we have here?" A voice spoke. Two men with the spears moved to the side revealing a man taller than Harry and me. I could not see him at first then when he took off his helmet I saw none other then…then…James Potter with larger antlers. I could not believe my eyes. Harry's father was standing there right in front of us! Yet Harry did not move an inch to greet him or didn't even seem fazed by the fact that his father was standing right there.

"I am here to give you someone," Harry said pointing towards me. I looked at him in disbelief. I was nothing but an object? Who does he think he is to 'give' me away? Harry shoved me towards his father and I fumbled before hitting the ground at James Potter's feet.

"He seems like the type to entertain the Red Queen for some time," James said holding up my face with his hand. I looked at him when it finally registered that he said the Red Queen. Was not she the one I was supposed to stay away from? It sounded like if she knew who I was show would do something bad. Maybe though, just maybe, she might be the good guy in this whole business.

"He is all yours," Harry said shrugging turning away from me.

"Any news on Draco Malfoy?" James asked, "you're a double agent for a reason right, son?"

Harry froze in his spot and turned his head to look at his father then at me, "no news of him yet. They say he will be coming soon but they always say that as if in hope that he will actually show up." Why was he lying? If he was selling me out he might as well tell them that I was already in their hands. Harry left with out another word.

James Potter grabbed me by the back of my shirt and pushed me to move forward. Being used to being pushed around I moved forward. I trailed behind the group of people and dozed off as we walked. I do not know what is happening and how I really go in this situation but I guessed I would learn with time.

My mind fumed with hatred against Harry Potter but my heart squirmed every time I thought of him. I was going crazy; I could feel myself changing never to be the same person again. I know if I ever walk out of this world I will never be the same again.

We go there and it took my breath away. It was a beautiful castle, not as beautiful as the white castle, with a red coat. Its halls were carpeted with blood red carpets and the walls painted black. There was no end to the painted portraits of people dressed in dresses and fancy tights. The odd thing about them though was that they did not move an inch. It was interesting seeing what muggle people see.

"POTTER!" a female voice screeched as Potter Senior and I neared two large doors. I gulped at the horrifying sound and I could tell Potter Senior jump and flinch. This must be horrible for him. When he rushed forward into the hall before me I could not help but wonder if the red queen was Harry's mother. The guards stopped me at the door crossing their spear. I sighed waiting fumbling with my suit, yes a suit since I was at the darn picnic my father put together.

"Let him in!" Potter Senior barked at the two guards and they moved their spears out of my way. I took a step into the room to see none other then…

The excitement is too much that when I put my journal down I forgot to actually write her name down. Well when I walked into the room I was taken aback by the room. It was gigantic and golden and red and oh God how can someone say in the least of how beautiful it was. It truly was until I remembered I was in 'enemy' territory I think. I walked into the room faced to face with Delores Umbridge. Yes the frog women that drove everyone crazy last year. When I saw her I laughed a lot. Holding my stomach in a tightly bound self hug as I fell to my knees.

"Is there something funny?" Queen Umbridge screeched.

"No…no…I…laugh…when I…find…a woman…attractive," I said between laughter. She looked confused but flustered at the compliment. Guess she actually believed me.

"Well what are you waiting for Potter? Get me a stool for him to sit on! He will be my secretory. I like him. He is cute," she commanded Potter Senior. I smiled as he struggled to get me a seat.

"Where's your wife?" I asked curiously. Potter Senior froze and eyed me in fear and looked at Umbridge. Opps, I must have said something wrong.

"What none sense are spitting out," Umbridge said waving at me to sit at the newly placed stool next to her. I took it without any hesitation.

"Nothing I was confused with someone else," I say and from the corner of my eye I can see Potter Senior's shoulders relax.

"So what is your name?" She asked as she scooted closer to me. Not like she can get any closer without jumping out of her chair and into my lap, which thankfully she did not.

"My name?" I asked. Well shit after all that walking and thinking I did not come up with a name.

"Allic Fredrick McGollin," I answered with a bit of thought. She assumed I was a bit slow but she did not seem to mind it.

"What you doing in these parts," she asked dreamily. I wish I could role my eyes.

"To see you my highness," I answered back. Pleasing people I needed to please was my specialty.

"Oh, stop it," she giggled. Her laugh sounded like a hyena on a very sick day.

"I am serious! From where I come from they speak of nothing but how great you are but sadly due to some circumstances they were all killed by a plague almost did not get out of it myself," I said not wanting any strings attached.

"I am sorry to hear that Allic," she said though I doubt she was. We talked some more, more like I bullshited and she listened. When it was time for bed she called on Potter Senior to lead me to my sleeping quarters. With a final wave I left the great hall with Potter Senior leading the way.

"How the hell do you know about Lily?" Potter Senior shoved me against the wall when he deemed us far enough from the great hall. I blinked confused but then realized what he was saying.

"Well…I…um," I did not know how to answer that. I stayed quiet because I believe its better to be safe then sorry.

"Listen Allic and listen well if you mention about me being married I will make sure you will get your head chopped off got it? I am here strictly to follow the queen and only reason she keeps me at such high regard is because she has some form of crush on me and she believes I am single with an illegitimate son," Potter Senior growled at me pushing my harder into the wall my back hurt. I nodded in understanding and he dropped me. The rest of our way there we walked in utter silence.