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Storm was scared. She had gone straight from the Griffindor common room to meet the rest of the Slytherin group at their usual morning meeting. The second she took her place she knew something was not right. Jamie was missing. That in itself would have been worrying enough – Jamie was a creature of habit. And rain or shine, he never missed the morning meetings. But not only was Jamie missing; the empty seat to her right signified Lucius Malfoy's lack of attendance also. This was a bad sign. Storm masked her fear, turning to the group just as Bellatrix began to speak.
"Where were you last night, Storm? A little birdie told me that James Potter came by to meet you, but that couldn't possibly be true. I was so certain that you kept better company than blood traitors," she said with a smirk.
Storm mustered all her courage and turned to Bellatrix, drawing herself to her full height in the chair, "I don't think I like your tone, Bella. You will find that disrespecting me will not get you far. I was paired with James for an ancient runes assignment," she spoke authoritavely, leaving no room for doubt. She had to speak confidently, if anyone even began to suspect her lie, she would be completely screwed.
"At five in the morning? Surely not," This time it was Narcissa who spoke, disbelief evident in her eyes.
"Yes, Narcissa. I do not pretend to understand the inner workings of the mind of a blood traitor. I went outside, told him to leave and then went for a jog around the grounds. Now, do any of you know where Jamie is? Or Lucius for that matter. It is strange that they aren't here," Storm finished, her tone making it clear that she would not allow the topic to be reopened. For a moment it looked as though Andromeda was going to argue the matter, but she closed her mouth quickly after Storm gave her a pointed look.
"I share a dorm with him," Rodolphous spoke up, "he left early this morning, told me he wouldn't make it to the meeting. He said he had important business to discuss with Lucius."
"Did he mention what he needed from Lucius?" asked Storm, fighting to keep her tone bored and disinterested.
"He did not," Rodolphous replied, bitterness evident in his voice.
"I see. I suppose I will discuss it with Jamie later. Let's go down to the great hall now, breakfast will be starting shortly," Storm finished, standing and sweeping from the room, eager to find Jamie and discover what it was he had been discussing with Lucius.
Storm walked rapidly down the stairs, leaving the rest of the Slytherin's far behind as she moved though the winding passages towards the great hall. Quickly rounding the corner, she pulled herself up short, almost slamming into Jamie who, upon seeing her, roughly grabbed her arm and dragged her into a nearby classroom. Storm felt a sense of déjà vu, and prayed internally that she would be able to lie her way out of whatever Jamie had coming for her as well as she had last time. She opened her mouth to speak, but Jamie beat her to the punch.
"Lucius asked to speak with me this morning. I had to miss our meeting. I expected it to have something to do with the Dark Lord, so you can imagine my shock when he told me he was missing his memories from the night before," Jamie spoke furiously.
Storm didn't respond. She was almost certain Jamie had managed to retrieve Lucius' memories, and knew that he must have seen the events of that night. He had always been far more skilled with memory charms than her. Suddenly Jamie took her arm, pulling her to face him and looking into her eyes searchingly.
"I saw the memories. I was livid. Lucius is in the hospital wing. Why did you remove them, why not tell me?" Jamie finished, confused.
Storm was shocked. She expected Jamie to be mad that she had mad an enemy of Lucius. This sudden surge of brotherly love was surprising.
"I thought it would be more prudent to wipe his memories of the event. The Malfoy's are a powerful family," Storm responded, cautiously.
"I see. I thought it might be something like that. You are just like me, you know. We aren't related, but very similar. We both understand the importance of a name. The importance of our name," Jamie spoke fondly.
He had her all wrong, but Storm was relieved. He had taken her actions as a sacrifice for the family name, it was almost too perfect.
"Of course we are. You are family in all but blood," Storm said, forcing a fond tone. "I have to get to the great hall for breakfast. I will come to you in the future, should anything like this occur again."
"See that you do," Jamie nodded at her, his tone formal once again.