It was holidays, even though I couldn't wait to see George again the prospect of seeing my father was one of the best feelings in the world. I stood outside the door of the Riddle residence with my bag in one arm and my books - which no longer fit in my bag - in the other. I'd been staying with Severus for a while because my father wanted some time to get used to doing things again, walking, holding a wand, cooking. All of these things were new again for my father.

"Anney!" I holler through the gate, a small house elf appeared in front of me, she was kind and willing to work, she is one of the house elves that we actually pay, but she was in her old rags which meant that the Death eaters were over.

"How may I serve you, mistress riddle" Anney asked me, it took me almost a year to learn how to say her name Ann-eye, mind you I was seven and kept think of it as Annie. I threw my trunk to her feet and then the books on top of it.

"Take my stuff up to my room and be fast about it, I don't want a repeat of last time." I say coldly. I hate being mean to Anney but I couldn't have the Death Eaters not be afraid of me, if I were nice to a house elf I would be classified as 'soft'. I walked into the large house once again mesmerised by the long green halls and the great smell even though this house has seen so much death. It was marvellous; I never wanted to lose this house. I walked briskly trying to get to my father as quick as possible I wanted to celebrate my birthday with him. I walked into the Kitchen where he usually waited for me to find that he wasn't there but a cupcake with a candle and a note sat on the counter instead.

My dear Azrael, I am so sorry but I couldn't reschedule the meeting with my Death Eaters I'll see you afterwards just don't eat the cupcake yet… p.s you and that boy, George Weasley, are good together but I need to tell you off in front of my followers because they are blood traitors, don't take it to "heart okay? Love your father, Tom.

"Happy Birthday." A voice behind me says bluntly, Draco Malfoy what a surprise to see you talking to me.

"Thank you Malfoy, should you not be in the meeting? Oh wait you're only 16" I say sarcastically, I didn't want to turn and face him, tears threatened to spill from my eyes. My father had never missed a birthday except for the one year where he shared a body with one of the Hogwarts professors. "Go a-away, I-I don't want to talk to anyone…" I say and I push past him and run to my room. I just had to wait until the meeting was done and then we could get this over with and I could go see George. Tap-tap-tap, I heard on my door, slow, almost unsure knocks.

"It's me; I need you to come downstairs now." Voldemort said from the other side of the door; however he came up with that name… how stupid. I quickly changed into a white top and black jeans and ran down the stairs. My father was waiting for me in the sitting room.

"Hello father, I'm going to the Weasley's house to see George. I'll be back in a few hours." I say I start to walk out the door when I feel a cold, slender, bone like hand wrap around my arm and tug me back into the Living room.

"I don't approve of the Weasley boy! Their whole family are blood traitors. Why don't you stay here and be with the Malfoy boy? He's good at following orders, you too…" my father started I know in his note he didn't mean any of it but it made me made. It made my teeth clench and my hands move into fists, hearing my father talk about him like that.

"Draco is also a pompous little brat who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut! He almost ruined my mission three times before I let it slide that I was your daughter!" I was getting made; I could feel my eyes changing to look like the eyes of a snake. I was also very aware of my nails digging into the skin of my palms. "I'm leaving NOW I don't know when I'll be back… It could be a matter of hours or days… we'll see" I trail off, I was seventeen now and I don't have the trace on me so I apperated to the burrow. The Weasleys where packing up to leave.

"Hey" I say when I see George and Fred carrying boxes down the stairs. "You know you're seventeen you can use magic right?" I say a little confused that they haven't said anything. I walked closer to the burrow to see that they were just conjurations that reacted to me when I got close enough.

"What's up? Why are you here?" one of the conjured twins asked, obviously trying to see whether I was a threat or not.

"I'm here to see you two actually, Molly as well." I say clearly so that they understand me

"Why?" the twins ask in unison, I could see whatever magic they were being held together with failing, it was a bad job that if anyone other than me came they'd probably already be dead.

"You guys asked me to help with your new snack boxes for Weasleys wizard wheezes." I say again with a smile. They looked at each other waiting for a response from whoever was controlling them.

"Go inside" they said with a smirk. That wasn't very nice. I know they're not here but their still sending me in.

"Okay, you guys are going to come get me right? So we can work. After you done of course." I say trying to see if they would actually come for me or if they were just going to leave me in the burrow until I got bored and left. The false twins nodded at me, I still didn't trust this but I went inside anyway. It was cold in the burrow lonely without anyone else here. I sat and waited for a while before I heard a pop noise behind me which I recognised as the sound of apperation.

"Hey I was wondering when you two would… Dumbledore?" I say confused. I expected the twins to come and get me or at least George but not Dumbledore.

"Hello Azrael, happy birthday. May I ask why you're here?" Dumbledore asked me.

"To see George, I haven't seen him all holidays and he hasn't owled me at all or responded to any of my owls? I wanted to see if he was okay." I say, I was worried it's true but I knew that my father had been intercepting anything I was sent.

"Well I can assure you we have all been trying to get through to you to see if you were okay." Dumbledore said, his face momentarily twisting into concern for me.

"Shit" I laugh "My father must have been intercepting everything" I say still laughing "I should have known. You know, before I left to come here my dad tried to convince me to break up with George!" I said I'd stopped laughing by now. All I wanted was to see George and explain what was happening.

"Well one of the letter's I sent you was very important; please sit. I wanted to know if you would accept my invitation to join my order against your father. We call it 'The Order of the Phoenix'. Official you wouldn't start until next year though." Dumbledore said, he looked at me like I should just say yes and get it over with, but going against my dad like that I don't know…

"I-I'm not sure. I love my dad… I do… b-but…. Okay." I say, I made up my mind. "God, I hope I don't regret this. Let's get one thing straight though… I'm not going to directly kill my father or any of the Death Eaters I liked or were forced into this life." I say grumpily. I agree that my father can't be free but I agree with his cause, just not his methods.

"That's fair enough. Grab my arm I'll take you to our headquarters, I assume you know Sirius?" Dumbledore asked

"No way! We're going to the Black's house! If Bella new that you were using that house against The Dark Lord she'd kill everyone!" I said I laughed knowing that Sirius got the house instead of Bellatrix even though She bragged all the time that the house was hers. I placed my arm around Dumbledore's and we apperated to Black's house.

"Hello Dumbledore, hello… Get out! Get out now!" Molly screamed as soon as she saw me; I flinched a little knowing how much she hated me.

"Hello Azrael, it's good to see you again. I haven't seen you in person since you were a baby, two years old I think; the last time your dad tried to convince me to join his side" Sirius laughs as he walks in "I seem to remember that you told me that I didn't have to follow my family's legacy if it made me uncomfortable." Sirius continued, he's always liked me.

"Yeah, I guess I haven't really agreed with my dad since the beginning" I say rubbing the back of my head

"Dumbledore look! She has the mark! How can you trust her so much?" Molly yelled, I'd worn a loose top so the sleeves must have fallen down Sirius looked shocked too. I put my arm down and smiled sadly at him.

"Molly I am well aware that she has the dark mark. She's had it since she was six Molly; the mark was forced on her." Dumbledore persuaded, at that moment there was another pop behind me which made me jump a little and fall into whoever was behind me.

"Why are you here" George asked me as I turned around to face him I hugged him tightly and kissed him, but when I realised he wasn't kissing back I pulled away and looked at him, I was hurt.

"I asked what you're doing here." George asked a little more harshly.

"I came to see you… I was worried I hadn't gotten any owls from you or any replies to the owls I sent you." I say angry that he didn't trust me, hurt that he would think I would just bail out on him. "I thought you were mad at me or something, but Dumbledore told me you had the same problem as me… I think one of our parents intercepted them… probably my dad considering he tried to convince me to break up with you." I say, I was a little mad at him that he didn't even try to come over and see what was wrong when I did knowing fully well that his mother didn't like me. "Where's everyone else?" I ask, George still looked bewildered and confused so I directed my question at Sirius who pointed upstairs. I walked away from George, Molly, Sirius, and Dumbledore and looked over my shoulder.

"Happy Birthday to me" I whispered to myself, I think George heard me because he looked up at me with an apologetic look, it wasn't quite a smile.

"Filthy little mudblood, blood-traitors and half-bloods roaming around the house, what would mistress say if she saw this!" I heard a voice which was undoubtable Kreacher's say.

"Hello Kreacher" I say nodding towards the grumpy old house elf that was walking around doing whatever work he deemed important.

"Hello Mistress Riddle. Happy Birthday. No more trace for you, no, no, no. You're free" Kreacher rambled gleefully. It was odd to see Kreacher happy; maybe he was hoping I would kill the people he thought are unworthy to stay in the Black family home. I ignored Kreacher and made my way to the room where I could hear Harry, Ron, Hermione and Fred.

"Hey guys" I say. I didn't realise that I had teary eyes until it was hard to get words out of my throat.

"What's wrong Azy?" Harry asked

"Nothing, Mrs Weasley just doesn't particularly like me… that's all" I say smiling I wiped the large wet splotches from under my eyes and truly smiled at the four of them. Everyone except Harry looked like they knew what was going on.

"Happy Birthday Azy" Hermione said coming up to me, she hugged me so tightly I thought she was going to break my bones "He loves you, you know; you hurt him really badly when you didn't reply to anything you sent him." Hermione whispered in my ear

"I know, but I was hurt too; I didn't receive anything of his or get a reply back, but at least I went to their house to see if he was okay." I whispered back. I pulled back from her hug and saw that George had come up to the room as well. When Hermione moved away, George walked quickly towards me and wrapped me in a bone crushing embrace.

"I'm sorry; I'm so, so sorry Azrael. I thought you were mad at me, o-or that you had sided with your father, against us – against me." George cried into my shoulder. I held him closed rubbed soothing circles in his back this was a little awkward because George was a head taller than me. I pulled his face off of my shoulder and kissed him.

"Hey guys, If you're done snogging mum says we're eating dinner in the kitchen" Fred said, I didn't even realise everyone had left the room. George and I let go of each other, I took Georges hand and we walked down the stairs together. At the bottom of the stairs Mrs Weasley was scowling at us, I wonder if she'll ever like me.

"I'm glad you're on our side Azrael" Sirius said as he stood behind Mrs Weasley.

"Sirius!" Harry said excitedly as he pushed past George and I to hug Sirius. George lightly tugged on my arm and pulled me into the kitchen. We sat down and waited for everyone else to sit, George was making faces at Hermione's cat, which was happily licking her face after it ate Fred and George's magical ear on a string. A woman with bright spiky purple was making her face turn into different animals. One the other end of the table Harry was asking about why the Ministry of Magic was against him.

"Show him, he'll find out soon enough" the real Alastor Moody said. The rest of the table went quiet and suddenly was very interested in their food. I took the hint and realised this was about Fudge denying that my father was back. A dark skinned man in long robes handed Harry the Daily Prophet, which was obviously talking about Harry's accusation about Voldemort.

"They're attacking Dumbledore too of course." Said Arthur Weasley at the head of the table

"Fudge is using all his power to smear anyone claiming the dark lord is back." The man sitting across from Harry said, he looked dishevelled; as if he had been out in the woods for a year picking up scrapes and leaves everywhere.

"Why?" Harry asked

"Fudge thinks Dumbledore is after his job. Whatever he does though it's actually good that the Ministry isn't hyping Voldemort's return up. It means that the word of his return can't get to his previous followers" Sirius cut in

"Actually Voldemort's quite happy that Fudge isn't telling everyone that he's back it means that his true followers will go and at least check whether he's back or not" I say, everyone stares at me in shock. "What? He's my dad… haven't any of you had late night conversations over cake or something with your dad… well that's what he likes to talk about" I say slightly confused

"Well that might be true… but followers aren't the only thing Voldemort's after" Sirius started

"Sirius" warned Moody, Sirius gave Moody a look as if he were telling moody to calm down

"We believe Voldemort's after something, something he didn't have last time" Sirius said calmly

"You mean… like a weapon?" Harry asked Sirius it looked like Sirius was about to reply when Molly Weasley cut in.

"No, that's enough. He's just a boy… If you tell him any more you might as well induct him into the order now!" Mrs Weasley said softly trying not to scare Harry

"Good! I want to join; If Voldemort's raising an army I want to fight!" Harry said confidently, Sirius looked smugly at Mrs Weasley.

"Oh did you guys know? It's Azrael's B…"

"Be quiet Hermione! Today is not a happy day for me! Please… don't" I say in burst of anger I stand up, I slowly leave afterwards.

"Why my dear, is today not happy for you?" Arthur Weasley said once I'd reached the door way and was about to head out.

"Ten years ago, on my 6th birthday, my father made me kill my sister; just because she hadn't inherited any of my father's wizarding traits. When I refused he used the controlling curse on me to do it. My birthday hasn't been a happy day since then." I say tearing up "I have to return to my house." I say quietly not sure if my voice would betray me

"I'm sure we can make her birthday happy! All we have to do is through her a party… let her sleep over here instead of with her father." I heard George's voice say and some mutters of agreement

"Tell her to come back in two hours." I heard another voice. I was gathering the things I brought with me from the front room. I heard the door open and stood up expecting to see George, instead His mother stood there.

"Hello Azrael. I know that I haven't always been the nicest person to you… but I'm willing to give it a shot… I mean you've been nothing but nice to me. I was wondering if you could come back in a few hours, maybe stay over if you want?" Molly asked I turned to face her. I was still fighting off tears and holding my breath nervously.

"Sure… I'll come back in a few hours and I might take you up on that offer" I say I smile weakly at Mrs Weasley and then apperate back to the manor where Anney was waiting for me.