When I came to I was sitting in a chair in front of Snape's desk. Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk scribbling furiously. There were three vials sitting on the edge of the desk. One was filled with a clear liquid. "What happened?" I asked to no one in particular. "When did you first start having visions?" Dumbledore asked without looking up from his letter. Any blood I had in my face left. I started to feel sick. I conjured a quick trash can and just in time to lose my dinner. "Answers?" I was so shaken. I don't even remember what was said the first time. "Draco." I managed to say it without stuttering. "Severus. Wake the boy up and get him down here." Snape nodded before sweeping out of the door.

"Professor. What did I say?" Dumbledore looked up this time. "You do not remember?" He seemed relieved. "No sir. This is only the third time this has happened, but I haven't remembered any of the others. Draco was with me both of the other times. He wouldn't tell me what I said." Dumbledore folded the letter and handed it to a phoenix that was perched on the back of the chair. "Are you aware that you have been speaking prophecies to your cousin? And are you aware his father is one of the Dark Lord's followers?"

I was dumbstruck. He knew about Uncle Lucius, and he thought my cousin was using me to help the Dark Lord. "How dare you accuse my cousin of doing such a thing. My cousin loves me." "Professor what is this about?" Draco interrupted walking through the door. "Draco." I jumped up to hug him. "Tell me, Mr. Malfoy. What were the first two prophecies about?" Dumbledore asked placing his hands on top of the desk. Snape closed the door and sound proofed the room. "What prophecies?" Draco questioned with a sneer at the headmaster. "The ones your cousin has been supplying you with since her 'Nightmares' started." Draco blanched. "I don't know what your going on about." It was clearly a lie. "Severus, call in her parents, the Minister, the aurors, and the head of the Department of Mysteries. Tell them all to floo in through this fireplace." He said calmly. Draco sank into the seat next to me. "Draco?" I was terrified and mad and worried. I felt like my head was going to explode. Everything I thought I knew was crashing around me. My cousin was using me to help the Dark Lord. "Answer me! Have you been using me? DRACO! Answer me!" I shouted standing up and slapping him across the face. He looked like he was in shock. Tears were rolling down his face but he didn't have an expression. No sadness, no regret, no anger, nothing. And it made me madder that he wasn't sorry, that he didn't regret it. I wanted to hurt him, no I wanted to kill him, but I wouldn't. I wasn't like them and I would show them that.

Suddenly the fireplace was alight with green flames. Four aurors stepped out of the flames. One right after the other until the room felt a little crowded. "Kingsley," Dumbledore was the first to speak up. "I'm going to turn Mr. Malfoy over to you on charges of being a traitor to the Ministry of Magic, and being in alliance with the Dark Lord. If you want to question these charges, you may check his arm. In a few minutes two more Death Eaters will walk through that fireplace, you are to take them into custody on the same charges." Kingsley moved me away from Draco and pulled his sleeve back to reveal a Dark Mark. Dumbledore took the two empty vials off his desk and put his wand tip to Draco's temple when he pulled it away a string came with it. He put it in one of the vials and then did it again and placed it in the other vial. He placed them back on the desk.

I thought I was going to be sick again. The fireplace lit up again and my parents walked out. The other three aurors quickly disarmed them and bound them with cords from their wands. I couldn't do anything. I was starting to get a headache. My parents looked at me with pissed expressions. "How could you sell out your family?" My father asked over the noise in the room. "Me? Everyone already knows what you are! You were the one trying to sell me out, all those times you asked me to join him. You knew I was a prophet, didn't you? Answer me! You, Draco, Lucius, Narcissa, even Bella. Didn't they? You sick fuckers! I'm your daughter, not some fucking tool!" They looked at me with scared faces, but I wasn't done yet. I let my voice fall until it was a whisper. I coated it in all the venom I could and I hoped that it would chill their bones. "I hope you rot in Azkaban." Dumbledore finally stood up out of his seat. "That will be all Kingsley." The aurors picked up my parents and restrained Draco before leaving.