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"D a n g e r o u s . S e c r e t s"

B y : T s a v o r i t e

– O n e . s e c r e t . t o l d –

"Go away, Jo," I mumbled when Jolene entered our dorm.

"Jenna, how -"

"I said: go away!" I was sitting on my bed, with my back towards the door and I absolutely did not want to explain to her how I knew she had entered. I pulled my knees up against my chest and I wrapped my arms around them. I didn't feel like talking to anyone, not even to Jo.

"Jenna, whatever you did, it can't be that bad," she tried and I heard she was walking closer to my bed.

The tears were now streaming down my cheeks and I stopped my attempts of trying to keep my sobs in. "Jo, I did something really stupid," I mumbled softly and I felt her sit down on my bed.

"Shhh," she hushed and she wrapped her arm around me.

I turned my body towards her and I buried my head in her shoulder. How could I've been so stupid? After everything Snape had said! I mentally smacked myself a couple of times when the terrified image of Pansy entered my mind again.

"Jenna, is it really that bad?"

"You have no... idea..." I mumbled in between sobs and Jo stroke my hair.

"Do you want to tell me what happened exactly?" she asked and I nodded.

I sighed loudly while I released my legs from my firm grip on them. "Pansy..." I whispered and Jo nodded.

"I heard something like that, she's in the Hospital wing."

I wiped my sore eyes dry and I looked at her through my wet eyelashes. I had never seen her this serious before.

She wrapped another arm around my shoulders and she pulled me up from the bed. "What ever you did to her, I'm sure she deserved it."

I took another look at her and no matter how cruel this may sound, it was true. She had it coming for her and she deserved being in the Hospital wing.

Relieved, I walked outside. I was glad that I could finally leave the suffocating castle. The last lesson of the day had just finished, Charms, and I had succeeded in ignoring Malfoy for a whole day. I looked at the hilly country what surrounded the castle and I dropped myself in the damp grass.

It had rained most of the day and now it was only dry for about an hour or so. The sun wasn't there though, it hadn't shone at all during the summer, which was already coming to an end.

I longingly looked up at the sky to the dark fog that was hanging there and I sighed. Then, I looked around me. I was all alone. Blaise and Jolene were probably sitting in the Common Room, next to the warm fire. I had sneaked out of the castle before anyone noticed I was gone.

I took out my wand and I turned the dark wood around in my fingers. Ebony, inflexible, ten point six inches long and a unicorn hair as core.

Now that I was alone and no one would dare to come outside in this weather I could just practice for a second or so. I looked at the lake and I strongly concentrated on the water. Next, I moved my wand and in one flowing movement, a transparent line of water emerged from it. You see, for some odd reason I could use wordless magic without any difficulties. All I had to do was concentrate on the Spell I wanted to use.

But that isn't the only thing I can do, if I get really emotional, I can use magic without a wand. If I get really mad, I can summon fire without using my wand. And I get mad quite a lot. That's why I'm so dangerous, because I'm unpredictable.

The wind turned and was now blowing in my face which made me lose my concentration and the water fell to the ground. I sighed again and I created a new line of water. It slithered through the air, like a gracious serpent before I broke the connection and it fell again.

But doing things like this were a piece of cake for me, Moody had made sure of that. What I really needed to learn was using magic without a wand. I looked around again and I noticed I was still alone. I got up and I put my wand back into my robe.

I closed my eyes and I concentrated at the water in the lake, but of course nothing happened. I had no idea of how to start so I decided it was best to return to the Common room.

I walked across the empty grounds back to the huge oak doors and I entered the hall. When I wanted to descend the stairs towards the dungeons I heard a familiar high pitched voice.

"... and when I see her again, I will teach her not to mess with my Draco!"

I grinned when I heard it was Pansy and I slowly sneaked closer to her voice. It was coming from a deserted hallway.

"His poor head, I wonder if he will ever be the same again. He says he probably will have remaining brain damage." After she said this I heard soft whispers from, what would probably be her friends and I just couldn't help myself from bothering her.

"Oh, Pansy! I heard you were looking for me!" I shouted and an evil smile spread around my face.

She gave me a deadly glare and the other girls took a step back. "What are you doing here, Tate?"

I shrugged. "I think I just walked by when I accidentally overheard your conversation."

"Well, now that you're here, you will pay for what you did to Draco! You filthy Mudblood!" She pulled out her wand and grinned wickedly.

"What do you want to do with that? Poke my eyes out?" I asked, my smile had disappeared. I took out my own wand and stepped towards her.

"Expelliarmus!" Pansy screamed and I was blown back by a white light.

I hit the walls behind me and slid to the ground.

Pansy's high laugh sounded through the deserted corridor and her friends carefully chuckled. "You are just as pathetic as those stupid Muggleparents of yours!" she laughed loudly. "They really should forbid your kind of people around here!"

I got up full of anger and I picked up my wand. Stay calm, we don't want anymore accidents. I straightened out my robe and I pointed my wand at what she called a face.

"Tarantallegra!" she screamed again and I could dive away just in time. Her Curse had blown a piece out of the wall and the rocks lay scattered across the floor.

Pansy laughed again and she looked down at me. "Now you don't feel that strong, do you?"

I groaned and I spat some blood on the ground. I caressed my lips and found the source of the blood: my lip was ripped. I stood up again, while Pansy kept yelling.

"You're only lucky your parents are dead! Maybe you can start a club together with Potter, you seem to get along with that pathetic bunch!"

"Shut up."

"I'm betting that your family was murdered by Him, he wants to extinguish all Muggles!"

"You know nothing about my family! Shut up!" I started shaking with anger.

"It won't take long before the Dark Lord will return and grab power again! Then, we shall be released from you and all those other Mudbloods and Muggle lovers!" she laughed and she swung her wand through he air. She really enjoyed tormenting people.

"You know nothing about Voldemort!"

"Don't speak his name!" she hissed and she hit me in the face. Now she had gone too far.

I threw my wand to the ground and I pointed my fingers in her direction. I was really good with Curses and well, let's just say I slightly lose it when I get tempted to use them. I moved my right index finger and Pansy's right arm jerked up in the air.

Suddenly she looked terrified and I couldn't disagree with her. I would be too if my body wouldn't listen to me anymore. Pansy's face turned a pale white and she tried to run away but her feet stayed in place. Her body no longer reacted to her brains.

I moved another finger and I took a few steps forward. She fell on her knees to the ground and her shoulders bent backwards.

She screamed in fright while I pushed her back to the floor even more. I just loved the Imperius Curse. "What are you doing to me?" she asked with a raspy voice. Her body started shaking and her eyes rolled back into her head.

"You know nothing about me and my family!" I shouted and I looked at the other girls that were glued to the ground. I took my wand again and I pointed it at her.

'Levicorpus,' I thought and Pansy's body rose in the air, upside down. I still controlled her body; the muscles in her body would react to me as long as I held my concentration.

"Please, put me down..." she sobbed but I shook my head.

"It's too late for that," I looked her straight in the eyes and I saw that fear was radiating from them. Her friends were still standing and watching, without doing anything. They were looking between Pansy and me in fear.

Next, I made a lazy move with my hand while I twisted my wrist and Pansy smacked against the wall. Her head made a hard smack with the stone ground and she stayed down unconscious.

I broke the curse and that's when reality hit me and I realized what I had done. This was the second time I had attacked a student, without a reason. I stuffed my wand away and I ran away through the corridors, in the direction of the Common Room, as fast as I could.

"Come on, Snape probably wants to talk with you," Jolene muttered and I nodded, dazed.

I was sure I was going to be expelled. I followed Jo out of the dorm and into the Common Room. Most of the students pointed at me and kept giving me weird looks. They started whispering until Jo gave them a death glare worthy of Malfoy's one and they returned to their work.

When we left the Common Room, we walked straight in Snape's arms.

He grabbed me roughly by my shoulders and he pulled me out of the dungeons without speaking. Jo quickly followed. He led my up to the third floor and he came to a halt before a stone gargoyle. "Lemon Sherbet," he said and for a moment it looked like nothing was happening, but then the gargoyle stepped aside and a winding staircase was revealed.

Snape pushed me and Jolene up. The spiral stairs were moving upwards until the three of us were standing in front of an brilliant looking oak door.

Snape knocked three times and he walked in, he was still having a firm hold on my shoulder.

We were standing in a big, round office and the walls were filled with the portraits of whom I assumed were all former Headmasters and Headmistresses. There was an enormous desk in the middle of the room, behind it sat a worried Dumbledore. I evaded his gaze and I let my eyes roam the room. On a shelf, which was hanging to the wall behind the desk, laid the old and dirty Sorting Hat. Next, my eyes fell to a glass cabin, under which a beautiful sword was lying. Finally, my eyes rested on an amazing looking bird which was sitting next to Dumbledore's office desk on a golden stick. It had long, beautiful red and golden feathers and little, black eyes.

"Ah, Miss Tate, I've been waiting for you." Dumbledore stood up from behind his desk and he walked towards me.

"Professor, is that a Phoenix?" I asked astounded and I looked at the rare creature in amazement.

Dumbledore laughed and he nodded cheerful. "That's correct, you have a good eye, this is Fawkes."

Fawkes looked up, made a soft purring noise and continued smoothening its feathers.

"Professor, this afternoon, Miss Tate has sent one of the students to the hospital with serious injuries," Snape said coolly and he pinched my shoulder which made me tore my gaze from Fawkes.

"Yes, I have heard about that, I hope you did not scare Miss Parkinson too bad."

Behind me, I heard Jo make a sound which was something between a snort and a cough. Dumbledore looked at her and she immediately stopped. "OK, Severus, could you leave us alone for a moment? I need to discuss some matters with Miss Tate."

Snape nodded with hesitation and I turned around. "Miss Jones, if you would follow me outside." He opened the door for her but she didn't move. It looked like she didn't want to leave me alone.

"It's OK, she has the right to now the truth," I said quietly and Dumbledore smiled a soft smile.

It was true, she did have the right to know about my secret. Besides, I needed someone to understand me when something went wrong, like today. And although I had never trusted anyone before in my life, I felt like I could trust Jolene. She was honest and loyal and she would never go around and bring my secret out in the open.

Snape closed the door behind him and Jolene and I sat ourselves down in the comfortable seats in front of Dumbledore's desk.

"I have the right to know what?" Jo asked and she looked at me with big eyes.

I looked at Dumbledore for a second and he gave an approving nod. I swallowed and I turned towards her again. "I haven't been completely honest with you about who I am. The reason that Malfoy thinks I'm a Muggleborn is because I was raised by Muggles. That's because my mother was killed..."

"I don't get it, what happened to your father then?"

"My mother was murdered by my father. My real name isn't Jenna Tate either, it's Jenna Riddle." I looked at my feet while Jo was still gaping at me.

Dumbledore decided to help me out. "Can you remember that the Sorting hat sorted Miss Tate before it was properly placed on her head? She was sorted so quickly because her father was Tom Riddle, although you might know him under another name, Lord Voldemort."

It was true, I was Lord Voldemorts daughter and I hated it. When I was only six months old, He had killed my mother and my older brother for reasons I still don't know. Then, He left to kill the Potters and their son Harry, but He was defeated by the baby boy and disappeared. But one summer ago, He had returned, more powerful than ever. From that moment on, I was on the run. My Muggleparents were killed by none other than Bellatrix Lestrange, in His order and he was after me. Not because I was His daughter, no, He couldn't care less. He was after me because I had inherited some powerful powers from His ancestor, Salazar Slytherin. He only wanted me so he could take over the Wizarding World even easier.

Jolene gasped for air and she covered her mouth with her hands. "You're -" she said but she couldn't get it out of her mouth.

I nodded and I looked at her again. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you any sooner, I can understand if you want nothing to do with me anymore, because of who I am..."

"I – but why would you tell me? If I was carrying a secret as big as that around, I would probably tell no one about it," she added and I smiled.

"Jo, you're my best friend! You're the only one I completely trust!"

She laughed and Dumbledore spoke again. "And she needs someone to understand if things get too much for her to handle. But you must understand, Miss Jones, that you can never, under any circumstances tell Mister Zabini about this."

"Because of the chance of him telling Malfoy or Nott," I explained and she nodded, agreeing.

"If you don't mind, I would like to have a word with Miss Tate, now, in private."

"Of course," Jo said and she got up. She gently pinched my shoulders and she left the office after that.

"I had asked you to practice, but not on my students," Dumbledore started and I stared at my feet in silence. "It is of the upmost importance that you will not be discovered, Jenna, you have to understand. Well, enough about that for now. From this moment, I trust that you will keep yourself calm. I have also understood that you have Quidditch Practice every Tuesday?"

"Yes and please don't kick me off the Team, please," I pleaded and Dumbledore laughed.

"That's not what I meant. I t means that you can't practice that day," he laughed and I felt my face become red.

"So I would like to see you again tomorrow evening in my office, for your first lesson and I want you to start your Occlumency lessons again every Thursday with Professor Snape."

"What, but I -"

"No, I know you don't like Severus, so please think of it as your punishment for wounding Miss Parkinson. Remember: tomorrow evening, lets say at seven, in my office. The password is Lemon Sherbet."

"OK, Professor, see you tomorrow then," I sighed and I left his office. I walked down the winding staircase but when I stepped away from the gargoyle, I couldn't see Jo or Snape anywhere. I started walking in the direction of the stairs when I saw someone running up to the fourth floor. The person was heatedly looking around to see if he wasn't being followed and he sneaked further up.

I couldn't help it but my guts said that I needed to follow them. I sneaked up the stairs also and I followed the person into a secret passage behind a huge mirror. The passage led all the way up to the seventh floor. Then, I recognised the blond hair. Now I really needed to know where he was going. Dinner was about to start, so where did Malfoy need to be right now?

I knew I needed to stay away from him, but I felt like this was really important. Curse my curiosity! I followed him into another deserted hallway and I hid behind a statue when he stopped in front of a huge, bare wall. I heard him walk up and down, like he was pacing and then everything went quiet. When I carefully looked around the statue, I saw that he had disappeared.