"Do you like being a prefect?" Justin asked one day, during our private classes. I wouldn't call him my friend, but Justin and I definitely weren't enemies anymore. He didn't call me 'mudblood' and I didn't call him 'imbecile'. Actually, I found him to be a lot smarter than I previously thought.

"I don't know. Not much has changed since I became one."

"Lucky you." He said, looking down at the Draught of Living Death he was brewing.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Eh. Just some people in Slytherin telling me I was 'mr. goody two shoes'. Nothing I can't handle, I was just wondering… but I bet people in Ravenclaw compete for the title prefect."

"Well no." I said, thinking back to it. "People congratulated me on it, but none of them were upset they 'lost' or something. I guess for Ravenclaw's it doesn't matter because prefects don't get to do much. I don't go around yelling at people to behave."

"I guess. Stop biting down on your knuckle! It annoys me." That surprised me, but I did what he asked. "Did you finish the Herbicide Potion?"

"I can start part two in 3 minutes."

"Do you know when Slughorn is getting back?"

"No. I wasn't paying to much attention when he told us."

"The witch who will save us all, everybody." He muttered to himself.

"What?"

"That's what they're calling you nowadays." He said, laughing. "The whole Auror department thinks you're going to be their savior. Well, not you, but the person sending in those 'anonymous' letters."

"But I-"

"Don't act like I wouldn't notice. Both my parents are Aurors. When they say there is a witch at Hogwarts who is sending letters to the aid of the Ministry, I'm going to want to know who it is. Someone smart, so a Ravenclaw, someone who has a way to get the letters to Harry Potter, that would be Teddy, and then when I accidentally overheard a conversation about Dolumuritz in the library the other day..."

I wasn't sure what to say. "You won't tell?"

"If I was going to tell, I would have done it by now."

"And you weren't joking? About what the Aurors are saying?"

"No. You've helped them so much."

"But I… What Dolumuritz is saying… And I wasn't-"

"You don't need to worry about it. Now I need to know, do you trust me?"

"I have to don't I?"

"I wanted to let you know I've been trying to figure out what happened August 1st."

"Any luck?" I had to know.

"No, but if you give me some time, I might be able to tell you what happened. I just need you to trust me."

"But why? Doesn't you giving me information require you to trust me?"

"I already trust you. The thing is, I know things you don't, about the Ministry. If I give you this information, you need to do what I ask you to with it."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're going to have to tell them who you are sometime. I know when."

"No! I can't tell them. Not yet."

"You have to by the end of the year."

"Why?"

"There's a group of people who are beginning to doubt your sources."

I sighed. "They think I'm working for Dolumuritz."

"Yes. I'm not saying to write them a letter right now, but you can't wait for much longer."

"Okay." I hesitated. "I'll trust you."

"Good." He said, smiling. "Give me a little while, and then I'll tell you the plan."

It happened two weeks later. Everyone was in the Great Hall, enjoying breakfast as the owls flew in.

"Is that Wolfe?" Wilbur asked next to me.

I looked up. That was definitely my owl. But who was sending a letter with my owl.

He landed in front of me and dropped a neatly folded paper. Then he stole a piece of bacon from my plate and flew away. I opened the note to find it contained 4 words.

There's been a murder.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Wilbur asked me.

My head shot up to look at Justin, who was already watching me. He nodded slowly. Then he looked off to my right. I turned to see what he was staring at, which happened to be Teddy and Emily, walking toward us. Teddy was clutching a newspaper.

He shoved it in front of me. "Read this," he hissed in my ear.

AUROR DEPARTMENT BEGINS SEARCH

A couple of years ago, the Auror Department, of the Ministry of Magic, started getting anonymous letters aiding them in the whereabouts of the trickster, Dolumuritz. We respect their wishes to stay anonymous and help from a distance. However, due to recent events we are in desperate need of their help and ask them to please reveal themselves to us. We shall keep their identity a secret if they wish and they shall collect a reward for their help. If you wish to admit to writing these letters or if anyone has any idea who this person is, please contact us at the Ministry of Magic.

Harry Potter

"What are we going to do?" He asked me as I handed the paper to Wilbur.

"Lets talk about this outside." I replied, beginning to stand up.

We all started heading out and I made a subtle motion with my head to Justin to follow us out.

We stopped right outside the Great Hall.

"Are you going to tell them?" Wilbur asked, looking up from the paper.

Emily's face had gone white. "She can't! What if-"

Everyone went silent as the door opened again and Justin walked out.

Teddy looked disgusted. "What are you doing here Justin? Came to-"

"Is it true?" I interrupted. Everyone looked at me confused.

"Yes. My parents told me last night. I didn't think I would be able to talk to you face to face, and the only way you would have any idea it was from me is if I sent your owl." Justin replied.

"Wait. He's the one who sent you that letter?" Wilbur looked confused.

"Do we have the victim's name?" I questioned, ignoring Wilbur.

"Not yet. The Ministry is keeping everything pretty hushed up."

"Ana, what is he talking about?" Emily asked slowly.

I ignored my friends once again, by grabbing the paper from Wilbur and giving it to Justin.

"What should I do?"

"WHAT?" Wilbur shouted. "We can't trust him."

"He already knows."

"YOU TOLD HIM?" This time it was Teddy. "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"

"He found out on his own." I tried to stay calm. The last time Teddy had yelled at me had been when he found out I was writing the letters.

"YOU CAN'T TRUST HIM!"

I couldn't hide my anger anymore. "WHY NOT? HE'S OFFERED TO HELP!"

"HE'S BEEN BULLYING YOU FOR YEARS!"

"NOT SINCE THE DANCE!"

"THAT'S BECAUSE HE FOUND OUT ABOUT YOUR PARENTS!"

"WHY SHOULD THAT MATTER?"

"HE'S JUST TAKING PITY ON YOU!"

I felt my voice go quiet. "That's the only reason people would be my friend right? They took pity on me?"

I spun around to look at Justin. Emily put a hand on my shoulder. "I support your decision."

I nodded to say thanks.

"You told me to wait a little while."

"Do you know any of the Aurors?"

"Yes. I see Harry Potter and Ron Weasley every Christmas."

He looked at me shocked. "Wow. A popular person."

I put my head in my hands and mumbled, "What should I do?"

"Give them a warning. Tell them you will speak to them over the winter break. That way both sides will be prepared."

"Ya prepared to ambush her." Wilbur grumbled.

"Tell them that you are coming alone, and that you wish for it to be as quick as possible. Teddy, would Harry Potter ambush her if she said that?"

Teddy sighed. "Honestly, if she said that, Harry probably wouldn't even tell the Ministry, he would do it solo."

"I'll give it to one of the school owls." Was all I said before running off to get supplies.

Dear Mr. Potter,

I shall meet you this Christmas Eve. If you could respect my wishes and come alone, it would be of a great favor to me. I shall meet you in front of the Burrow in the morning.

Sincerely,

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