Severus followed quick behind before grabbing her and apparating back to the school.

"Get your hands off me Severus!"

"Aryanna Valois! What the hell is your problem?"

"YOU! You are my problem!"

Ry threw her hands up in the air exasperated, earning her a confused look from Severus.

"What have I done to you this time?"

"This is a combination of all the times! You baby her Severus! She can't stand on her own against Aunt Bella or our Father. It is sickening! I was HOPING by staying dormant over Christmas it would toughen her up, but nothing!"

"I don't know why you think she is weak; kindness is not the same as weakness."

"You are not in this body Severus. You cannot know what the girl truly is. It's pathetic."

"I think you are just worried if she realized her true potential, she could kick you out in a heartbeat."

"I am her, she is me, and there is no separating the two of us. Get that through your head Sevy. I'm tired of this conversation. Good night…"

Ry stormed out of the room only to find George waiting just down the hallway.

Do you think you could still stomach your little blood traitor if I had him dear Ary?

Don't you touch him you snake!

Try and stop me. I will show you the true power I hold over this body!

He will figure it out!

Ry silenced the screaming in her head easily as she swept her blonde hair over her shoulder. George smiled brightly at her as he pushed his leaning body off of the wall. Ry felt the pang of lust swept through her body as his muscles moved under his rolled-up sleeves. It sickened her to know that her body had become so accustomed to the smirk of this boy it gave away her feelings.

"Hello pet. How was your session with Snape?"

"Do you really want to talk about him love?"

Ry leaned heavily against the word love as she pressed her body against his. Her hands found their way onto his chest and up into his hair. Pulling gently on a clump of hair she persuaded him to drop his mouth to hers. Transposing her hate to passion she forced her tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss. George replied hastily moving his hands to her waist and gripping it firmly. They stood bodies pressed together in the hallway outside Severus's office until George pulled away. His breath was labored as he looked frustrated at the blonde in his arms.

"Was that necessary pet? In the hallway outside a teachers office?"

"What can I say George…you were looking delectable…I needed a taste"

She purred at him trying to lure him back to her lips.

"How about we take this to my room?"

Ry pretended to ponder this a moment before shaking her head.

"I have a better idea."

Surprising George she took him by the tie and led him a little way down the hall till they reached an unused alcove. Pushing him in against the wall she began sloppily kissing his neck.

"Ary…love…we're…"

He gasped as Ry pressed her palm against him firmly. He had not been fully erect before, but he was now. George felt the heat build in his lower half as Ry rubbed him harshly. Ecstasy began filling his mind at thought of a dark fantasy of his being fulfilled. It was not until he looked down at his beautiful Ary that the ecstasy began to feel more like dread. Something was wrong…

"Ary…Ary stop…Ary hold on…ARYANNA!"

He tried lightly pushing against her and coaxing her to look at him, but when she ignored him, he had to get a little more forceful. She pulled her lips from his neck and looked up at him harshly.

"Was I doing it wrong?"

"Of course not, but what is going on with you?"

"Can I not want to pleasure my boyfriend without being interrogated?"

"Of course, you could if you were acting yourself. What happened with Snape? Did you take something?"

"George…"

She tried to continue their session by stroking him again, but this only had him grab her wrist.

"There it is again!"

"What?!"

"You don't call me George when you are trying to seduce me…"

He watched as Aryanna's face screwed up perplexed at his accusation.

"How about when you want to act right or tell me what you took you can find me and we can talk. Ya? Cheers Aryanna."

George released her wrist and pushed past the now pissed Ry.

I told youuu…

Ary said in a sing song voice only irritating Ry more.

Well now he is pissed at you so cheers with that. Maybe we can piss him off more. That Zabini boy looked like he would be a good lay.

It was just the push Ary needed to over throw Ry and take control. Knowing she needed a good back story Ary vowed to not see George for a few hours to allow the "Potion" to wear off. A few hours later when she did find him, she told him she had brewed a potion wrong, but the effects were so minimal they didn't notice. She could tell he was still skeptical, but he gave her a quick kiss and forgave her none the less.

Ary came to in the middle of the garden at home in Canada and felt the cool breeze telling her it was spring. The birds were chirping happily and bees buzzed from flower to flower in front of her. Breathing in the fresh air she felt happy and at home. Suddenly the flower patch to her left separated creating a path and beckoned Ary to walk down it. Glancing back, she saw her home and realized her feet were already taking her away. The castle like structure began to shrink quickly; as if to imply she was running even as her feet slipped slowly along the cobble stone.

Soon the sun had rotated over her head leaving almost no shadows to surround her. High noon was the hottest time of day, but in Canada it only warmed the chill out of the air. Taking in a deep breath she inhaled the scent of the flowers in her surroundings. Finally, her destination became clear as a bench with two people talking closely. From a distance she saw one of them had a hood covering their face while the other looked strangely familiar. The curvature of her neck and the long blonde locks were telling but the largest factor was the ring on her finger. It was the ring Ary had eyed for a very long time.

"Mother?"

Her mother and the hooded figure looked at her slowly.

"My darling…oh how I have missed you."

Something was off about her mother and Ary frowned.

"What is it my dear? Did you not miss your mother?"

There is was again! Her mother's mouth was opening and closing to form the words, but the voice came from the hooded figure.

"What is wrong? Why is it not you who speaks to me mother? Why does this stranger have your voice?"

"This is no stranger dear! You have known her all your life…"

The stranger removed her hood too reveal it was her! Ary's face looked back at her quizzically.

"See my dear?"

"Why is she speaking for you?"

"I am not sure what it is you mean dear?"

"I am watching it right now! Your lips move in sync, but your voice leaves her mouth."

"Is that a way to treat mother?"

"And you have her voice!"

"Ary dear please calm down."

"No!"

Ary was becoming frightened and unnerved at this exchange. They both tried reasoning with her but the swapped voices only fueled her fear. Ary spun in place and tried running away but the path took her nowhere. It moved beneath her but moved her no further. She dropped to her knees and screamed in frustration.

Ary woke up with a gasp shocking the sleeping twin awake.

"What is it love? Bad dream?"

"More like a creepy dream. How long was I out?"

"An hour maybe more?"

"You let me sleep that long?! George, I have a test soon!"

"You don't have your O.W.L. for at least an hour. What is the harm?"

"I guess nothing, but I need to go take care of something. Will I see you before my test?"

"Of course; do you want me to come with?"

Ary knew she didn't want him to see what she wrote so she shook her head and stood. Before gathering her bag and leaving she kissed him gently on the lips and waved her good byes to the group. Hermione, Harry, and Ron were about to go into O.W.L.'s of their own while Ary's was placed separately due to the randomized schedule she had. Walking quickly to the owlery to write her letter she passed a few students moping in the hallway. These past few months since Umbridge had completely taken over had become dreadful. Her aunt giving Umbridge the names of those in D.A. were just the tip of the iceberg. Her aunt was wreaking havoc in the outside world and Harry was being mocked incessantly about his belief her father was back. She wished so desperately he didn't have to go through with this, but it was past all that now. Soon the world would know and Harry would be vindicated. She walked up the steps two at a time and found a clean enough space to write her letter. She was addressing it to Claudine requesting her to send her mother's ring. Something about it struck her as odd in that dream and she was never one to question the meaning of a dream. Whistling Ary lifted her arm and felt the weight of Lucinda press on her pulling down her shoulder.

"You have gotten fat…"

Before she could sass the bird anymore, she heard a voice come from behind.

"Is that your owl?"

George was quiet though when she turned, she saw the fire in his eyes.

"Wha…"

"I said…is that…your owl?"

She could hear the taught words in his throat as he held back his anger.

"Yes…"

"It was you…you are with the order?"

"George please…"

She stepped towards him but he backed up leaving the same distance between them.

"What are you? A plant? Are you even 16?"

Ary opened her mouth trying to form words but all that came out was air.

"ANSWER ME!"

"Yes! Well not to it all please let me…"

George strode quickly too her towering overhead and glaring down.

"You lied to me…your deceived me…you are with him! You were always with him! Do you even love me?!"

"How can you even say that?! After everything we have been through how can you even say that?!"

"What else don't I know about you?!"

Ary reached out for his arm but he retreated again.

"Please…"

"I'm leaving Aryanna…today…I am leaving school for good. Do not come seek me out. I want nothing to do with you anymore."

"George…"

Ary's voice broke as tears welded in her eyes. She could feel her heart breaking as he ran out the door. He had found out at least part of her secret, but that was enough to drive him away. Ary dropped to her knees on the filthy floor and wept. She stayed there feeling the pressure of Lucinda on her legs as she tried comforting her. The bird cooed and nipped at her chin. Ary heard a commotion from inside and ran to the window. She saw fire bursting from the great hall and two sets of brooms fly off into the horizon. There went her only source of happiness. Ignoring the cheers and hoots of her classmates Ary found herself floating to her room in the Gryffindor tower. No one who spoke to her was heard and if someone stood in her way, she just floated around them. She was a shell of a girl.