"Ow!" I cried, my arm was on fire. I rolled my sleeve up a bit when Madam Pomfrey, who had sorted out the effects of the curse Draco sent at me, wasn't looking, though it didn't matter since she already knew about my mark because she had been told I got it before my father's downfall, and started to panic. The mark. It was bleeding steadily. The medi-witch seemed to notice because she instantly went to her office to floo Dumbledore. Harry saw my mark bleeding and looked me in the eyes. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as Hermione hugged me, not caring about the blood that was getting all over her robes. Ron was talking to me still, trying to keep me distracted, but it wasn't helping. The bell for the end of lessons went, second hour of potions. Thank god I got to skip today. The doors to the Hospital wing were flung open. Professor Dumbledore, followed by McGonagall and Snape burst through the door. Hermione let go of me, and she, along with Harry and Ron, was told to leave the room. Snape grabbed my arm roughly.

"How much does it hurt?" McGonagall asked. I gave Snape a look for gripping my arm so tight.

"A lot, but it is getting better ish. Don't you have a class?" I said as I wiped my tears away with my free hand. The question was directed at Snape and he knew it.

"Don't give me cheek. Why is it bleeding?" Oh yeah, cause I'm supposed to know.

"I don't know. I haven't done anything to it, I swear." I told them. Where was Madam Pomfrey when you needed her. My head was pounding. At that precise moment, Madam Pomfrey came bustling in with a potion of some sort. I drank it and my headache disappeared.

"Thank you Miss." I said. She nodded and stood next to my head of house, muttering something to her.

"You haven't been hit by a curse or hex have you?" Dumbledore asked.

"The whole reason I'm here in the first place was because Draco Malfoy hexed me just before second lesson, sir. But I don't think it has anything to do with that." I said. Dumbledore, who was pacing, twirled and looked me in the eye.

"What is your theory then?" He asked, but not in a sarcastic way, more kind but confused.

"Dad is calling me. He wants me to do something for him urgently. I need to get to Malfoy Manor to see what he want me to do." I said. I was sure this was the reason. But if that Umbridge woman found out I was gone…

"Go, but be quick about it. We can't have you missing to many lessons without it looking suspicious." The Headmaster told me. Madam Pomfrey bandaged my arm up quickly and I flooed to Malfoy Manor. This would be fun, house full of death eaters plus my father and I was walking round in a Gryffindor uniform. Not the best thing to wear but it would have to do.

I swept into the dinning hall once more with a scary look on my face. I knew my eyes would be red because I was fuming. A meeting was being held there. The bang of the doors opening announced my arrival and every body in the hall looked up.

"Elizabeta. You got my message then." My father seemed unfazed by the look on my face, however as I stormed towards him and stopped dead, he saw my eyes.

"Your eyes are red Daughter." He stated. No duh!

"Yeah they do that when I'm angry. Your message nearly exposed us! I didn't realise until I was in the hospital wing because Draco hexed me from behind. The school nurse nearly saw!" I nearly shouted at him. Narcissia frowned at me. She would obviously be having words with Draco about hexing a Riddle from behind. I sat down in the empty seat next to my father.

"Anyway, back to the matter at hand. It is too dangerous to keep pretending we don't have a spy for Dumbledore in our midst. Severus or Elizabeta." My father said. My stomach dropped and I felt scared. He was suspecting the only two people who he could trust. And we were both spying for and on him.

"Father, my lord, I need to get back to school. A ministry official is the new Defence teacher, if she realises that I am gone, we are well and truly screwed." I said, trying to get out as soon as possible. If he knew it was me then he would kill me without a minutes thought. Thank god I had always been able to keep composure on demand.

"An official? Fine, go. But do not say anything stupid daughter, I will know if you do." I cheered silently in my head, but was careful not to let my eyes betray my relief.

"My Lord, Death Eaters." I bid them good bye and walked out of the hall. As soon as the ebony doors were slammed shut, I sprinted to the furthest fire place and took a handful of floo powder.

"Madam Pomfrey's office, Hogwarts School." I shouted as ash filled my mouth. I dropped the powder and was suddenly spinning to school. I stumbled out of the fire place, reached for my wand and said:

"Scorgify." The dirt siphoned off my robes and I hurried to my next lesson, which I was late for. I would report back to Dumbledore later and would not, I hoped, have to face Sirius too. That would be disastrous. I was still annoyed with him, he would grovel, I would punch him then I would forgive him and get in trouble again. Vicious circle. Oh well, time for Trelawney! Joys…