Cora knew it had been a mistake to speak with Dumbledore the night before. For now, he was following her more than usual. She was nervous that he was becoming suspicious about her constantly socializing with Professor Moody. It made moody nervous that Cora was not talking with him as much anymore. He decided that he would take the risk of approaching her himself. One day he limped around the school looking for Cora. He finally found her out in the courtyard with Draco and his friends, sitting out in the sun, enjoying the heat.

"Miss Carnack," Moody said. It took a lot of self control to not show his fear when her head snapped in his direction and she stared him down," I need to speak with you about your last homework assignment."

Cora stared at him for a moment, then got up and followed him inside. When they seemed to be alone, Moody stopped and turned to her.

"You have not been in contact with me...I-I was nervous that I had done something wrong," he said.

Cora eyed him, then looked around her then spoke," I have not been angry at you. It's that fool, Dumbledore. He is following me everywhere like a watch-dog. Risking too much conversation could spark much more suspicion and blow everything."

"I-I am relieved young master," Moody said," I have news. About the tournament."

"And?"

"The second task," Moody said, sounding more confident now," I know what it is. The competitors must go deep into the lake, and rescue something that has been stolen from them. A close friend I'm sure."

Cora stared out the window behind Moody. Coincidently enough, Harry Potter was outside by the edge of the lake. It looked like he and his red-haired blood traitor friend had made up. They were pacing by the lake. He and his two friends...the inseperable trio.

"Has he been prepared for it?" Cora asked Moody.

"I gave the Longbottom boy some books about water plants. Hopefully the Potter boy will come across it."

"Well either way, keep your eyes open in case it doesn't happen, and have a back-up plan," Cora said.

"I will," Moody replied.

"You have done very well," Cora said," Keep it up and you may be rewarded handsomely by my Father."

"Thank you," Moody said.

Out of the corner of her eye Cora caught site of Dumbledore coming inside.

"Quick," she said, keeping her eyes on the window," Go before the headmaster sees us."

Moody quickly went away. Meanwhile Cora continued to stare out the window at Harry, hoping that Dumbledore didn't see her. When she looked by the doors again, he was gone. Cora stared around her. Where had he gone? Was he still watching? She decied to go back outside to Draco and his friends.

Harry watched from where he stood as Cora came through the double doors and joined Draco on the far side of the courtyard. Though the trio had not spied on her for a while, Harry had taken it upon himself to do a pinch of spying himself when he got the chance. The chances were very rare for him, what with the Triwizard Tournaments and homework being piled on him. But he had been having strange dreams himself that continuously sparked his curiosity a lot about Cora.

"Harry, what are you looking at?" Hermione asked.

"O. Sorry," Harry said, turning around," I saw Cora and got distracted."

"You haven't been spying on her have you?" Hermione asked. Harry could sense the nag-fest coming on," You have way more important things to be focusing on than following her around."

"I know, Hermione, but I just keep thinking that I have this realization about her."

"Like what?" Ron asked.

"Well I keep having these dreams about her, and then dreams about Voldemort and then I would wake up, and then Malfoy's voice would ring in my head about that night on the train when he talked about Voldemort's daughter being at the World Cup."

Ron stared stupidly between Harry and Hermione, who had that look on her face like she was suddenly deep in thought.

"So what you are saying is that you think that Cora is...His..daughter?" Hermione asked.

Harry nodded. Ron sat up and stared at the pair like they were crazy," Are you two off your rockers? Dumbledore wouldn't let her set foot in this school if that's who she was."

"Not if he didn't know," Hermione said," Or if he does know he has kept the possibility quiet and is trying to help her-"

"Help her?" Ron asked," Help her?? Help her what? Become a nun?"

"Honestly Ron don't you know the story with His daughter?" Hermione asked.

When he didn't answer Hermione threw herself down in front of him and explained," She was created by Voldemort by a spell that would make her so powerful and almost unstoppable. if raised the wrong way, she could bring doom to the whole world. Dumbledore was around when she was taken from her mother fourteen or so years ago. He swore that if they ever crossed paths he would fight to make her see that she isn't what she is being raised to be."

"How do you know all this stuff?" Ron asked. Hermione reached behind her, grabbed a book and looked at Ron.

"Do you see this?" she asked," It's called a book. When you open it, there are words inside that tell you things. This isn't magic. Muggles have them too."

Harry threw his head back and laughed. Ron started to laugh too and Hermione soon after.

Cora and Draco stared across the grounds to Harry and his friends laughing and rolling in the grass.

"Stupid gits," Pansy said," I hate them."

"Don't we all," Draco said.

"What wouldn't I give to just ring his neck right now," Cora said.

She stared around and noticed Vicktor Krum and Karkaroff walking back towards their ship, KArkaroff staring her down as he went. She glared at him and he quickly looked away.

"So do you think that Dumbledore's spies have been following you at all?" Draco asked.

"I hope not," Cora said," But then again i need an excuse to let off some steam."

The group laughed. Cora smirked.

Cora, Voldemort's voice startled her, Is it safe to speak?

Wait, Cora replied. She got up.

"I need you guys to keep watch for me," she said to Draco. The group got up and moved to a spot by the trees. Cora sat down at the base of a tree and folded her knees to her chest, wrapped her arms around her legs and put her head down.

Father, She said, i have not spoken to you.

I need an update, Cora. Is my plan going well?

Your servant has served you well my Lord, Cora replied, Everything is going according to plan.

Good, Voldemort said, You have been dreaming, Cora.

Cora felt her heart skip a beat, I have. Only dreams, father.

They have been on your mind. You should know by now that you can hide nothing from me.

I have not been trying to hide it from you, Cora said, I simply felt they weren't important.

When Voldemort did not answer, Cora felt a spurt of fear that he was angry with her.

I did what I had to do, Cora. Had I not found a host mother for you, and soon, you would have died.

Cora didn't answer him. She didn't know what to think about it. Did he know that she had felt shame and disappointment towards him from that dream.

Dumbledore is coming, Voldemort said, Do not speak with him.

Voldemort left her mind. Cora opened her eyes and looked up just as Dumbledore stopped in front of her.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Fine," Cora said. She got up and walked away with her friends.