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Twenty-Four
It was strange getting back into schoolwork. Harry and Ron were not particularly happy about it, but Hermione's bad mood seemed to have disappeared while her hand shot up in the air answering all the questions given to her by any of the teachers. Harry and Ron's classmates were not surprised.
Harry sat at the back of Transfiguration with Ron, staring at Hermione who was turning a mouse into a hat. They would be attempting the same in a minute and should have been paying more attention to the pronunciation. "Dibbledaggler," Harry said monotonously, pointing his wand at his mouse which nibbled a bit of cheese as if it wasn't worried in the slightest of being bewitched into a hat. Of course nothing happened. "I think it was Diggledabbler!" Ron tapped his mouse and its fur turned green. "This stinks." Ron said giving up quickly. It seemed, Ron and Harry weren't the only ones having difficulty. Seamus and Dean's mice had their whiskers turn pink; Pansy and Hannah's escaped off the table and Neville was trying to retrieve his from the cupboard.
"Hold your mouse if you have to. It's a flick of the wand and the word Danglehatter." Professor McGonagall reminded them all. Hermione was now the only successor and had progressed to turning bunnies into hats. Harry and Ron were distracted when Draco appeared at the door looking apprehensive and a little pale. "Sorry I'm late." He murmured. Professor McGonagall looked him up and down and told him to sit. Draco didn't seem to catch their eyes as he sat next to Lavender (who looked rather smug). Hermione concentrated on her bunny without a glance his way, which Draco noticed, despite the more troubling things on his mind. Hermione did mean a lot to him, but how could he be seen with her now, when his mother's life was at stake.
"Wonder what's wrong with him?" Harry muttered.
"Well, only you would know." Ron reminded him.
"Dumbledore took that curse off, remember, I don't feel what he feels anymore."
"Shame."
"Doesn't look well does he?"
"Maybe you can talk to him after class."
"Or maybe, you and Ron will be staying back after class until you transfigure your mice!" The boys jumped as Professor McGonagall towered over them with beady eyes. "Five points from Gryffindor!" Harry looked straight at Draco to see if he could read his body language. Draco had his head down and wand out, while his mouse turned grey, looked like he was actually concentrating. This was particularly strange considering Harry had never seen Draco willingly focus on his class work.
Harry scrunched up a bit of wet paper and threw it across the room at Draco's head. Draco turned around irritated until he saw Harry point at him and mouth, "You and me after class."
The period finished rather quickly, maybe because Seamus blew up the table on his third attempt to transfigure his mouse and in turn a large grey cloud of smoke drifted above their heads dangerously so none of the others could see what they were doing. Professor McGonnall raised her wand evaporating the smoke and putting away the dishevelled mice.
Draco was avoiding Harry's eyes. As much as he wanted to tell his half-brother what had happened over the holidays; he feared Bellatrix or Rodolphus would find out. He knew Harry wouldn't understand; in fact he'd probably go straight to Dumbledore and Draco couldn't risk it.
Draco's thoughts kept him sitting in his chair staring at the blackboard long after the rest of the class had left. Only Ron and Harry stayed back, looking awkward while Professor McGonagall stared them down. Even after fifteen minutes of failed attempts, Professor McGonagall had saved Ron's mouse before he prodded it in the eye and told them 'she didn't know how they would ever pass an exam'.
"Read over this chapter and take some time to practice until next lesson. If in dire help - please ask Miss Granger. Of course, her patience might be like mine; wearing thin." Harry thought he saw a smile flicker along her lips but before he could smile himself she was assisting Draco and Harry and Ron had no choice but continue on to the next class, not that Draco minded.
0o0o
Luna felt stranger than normal. She wasn't sure why. There were times she found herself somewhere she didn't remember walking. She woke up in the middle of the night sweating but with no memories of what had happened. It scared her.
She sat in the Ravenclaw common room and opened the diary, pouring her heart and her worries inside its magical pages. She had written about fifty pages now and all had disappeared. Her topics were vast and complex. She never once thought that the diary was not her friend, that the diary belonged to a dark wizard and its sole purpose would be her downfall. Luna stopped to stare at the common room, before saying goodnight and going to bed. She tucked the diary beneath her pillow and closed her exhausted eyes, pulling up the blankets and thinking of her home on the hill.
She would not remember her body waking up, leaving the common room and walking the halls of Hogwarts. She would not remember entering a bathroom or speaking in a strange language which opened a sink, revealing a horrible secret from the depths of Hogwarts.
She would not remember ordering the horrifying monster to cleanse the castle of filth. She would not hear the slithering of a heavy snake through the pipes or drains. She would not be affected, because she was not herself. She would not hear the hiss of a cat or it's body thump to the ground petrified. She would not remember hanging the dead cat from a torch pole, nor writing the words on the wall with her bare hands.
THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS HAS BEEN OPENED. ENEMIES OF THE HEIR BEWARE.
She would wake only the following morning as if she'd slept soundly until she noticed her bloody hands, or sweat-stained robes and then she would be frightened once more.
0o0o
Narcissa managed to escape Malfoy Manor during the night, when Bellatrix and the others were asleep. Snape had saved Draco so many times; he'd given up his rights to be his family and generously offered her of all people, the chance to raise him and now it was her turn to save him. Snape was not going to be betrayed. Narcissa arrived in Spinner's End swiftly and she knocked timidly. "Narcissa? This is a surprise." Snape drawled, swinging open the door to see her on her doorstep looking desperate. "What's happened?"
"Bellatrix." Narcissa whispered. "Can I come in?" Snape nodded curtly. He waved his wand, making it seem like music was playing to the unsuspecting surrounding Muggles (and any spying wizards) while Narcissa sat down wringing her hands. Snape gave her a glass of water and she took a sip quietly before realising she hadn't actually set foot in his house before. It was simple and neat. There was a lounge she was sitting on and a table with four chairs to the left of her.
"What is Bellatrix planning now?" Snape asked with a sigh.
'Your downfall." Snape's lips thinned. "They don't trust you and plan to kill you. I wanted to warn you." Narcissa could see that Snape hadn't expected that at all. "And they have asked Draco to spy on Dumbledore and yourself. They asked him to report to them any secret passages within Hogwarts-"
"They're planning on infiltrating the castle."
Snape cut her off. "I will have a word to Draco."
"What about Bellatrix?" She said, her eyes wide. "You know she will never back down without a fight, she wants to resurrect the Dark Lord."
"Tell me exactly what happened after Draco was required to spy for them." Narcissa sighed trying to remember her sister's plans. Everything had happened so fast. "Rodolphus made him sit down next to Lucius while they planned to murder any mud-bloods and Muggles who came across their paths. They plan to get inside the ministry too and take over, trying to find any information about where Lord Voldemort might be."
Snape nodded seriously. He had to inform Dumbledore, straight away. "There's one more thing. They plan to poison the Minister of Magic. They enlisted Mrs Zabini's help. She is going to make the poison. I'm sure you are aware of her marital status?" Narcissa hinted. Snape was well aware of the reports regarding Mrs Zabini; a wealthy Italian widow who had somehow lost five husbands to suspicious circumstances. Her son Blaise was in the same year as Draco.
"I don't even want to consider who is thinking of running the ministry if they succeed." Snape drawled.
"Rodolphus." Narcissa stated simply. "Until Voldemort has risen."
"How much time do you have?" Snape said, as he rested his hand on Narcissa's shoulder.
"Not long, I don't want to be missed." Narcissa glanced at the door quickly.
Snape nodded, "I'll do what I can then. Now go, while it's still dark."
"Be careful." Narcissa said, raising her hood and letting herself out. Snape nodded. Then he apparated to Hogwarts with important information for Albus Dumbledore.
0o0o
Albus Dumbledore stood calmly by Fawkes as if nothing was wrong. In the beginning this frustrated Severus Snape but he now, after all these years, he knew there was little within the castle walls that Dumbledore did not know. He presumed being Headmaster, gave him that right. Severus waited impatiently until he turned and looked at him and repeated back to him what he had warned about half an hour previously. "You believe Draco has been ordered by the Lestranges to spy on us and their aim is to infiltrate the ministry and may kill you." Severus nodded. "It was nice of Narcissa to warn you of this." Dumbledore's eyes sparkled in an annoying manner.
"She asked for my aid in helping Draco, who she does not want to get mixed up in the Dark Arts."
"I believe that was always going to be the case, Severus." Severus's mouth went dry and Dumbledore continued, "You are not going to like what I have to say but Draco needs to do this. The Lestranges will have threatened him; information or his mother will die." Snape knew this would be true. The Lestranges were the Dark Lord's favourite allies because they would do anything for him.
"How do I help him? I promised Narcissa."
"You will help him find those secret passageways."
"But then we'll be endangering Hogwarts and the students?"
Dumbledore smiled ominously. "Hogwarts is already in danger Severus. The chamber has been opened."
Severus' mouth dropped. "How?" He asked in shock. The last time the Chamber had opened was fifty years ago and it had ended with Hagrid being expelled from Hogwarts and the death of one school girl, now living in the U-bend of a certain bathroom. Moaning Myrtle, she was now called.
"I believe the Heir opened it himself."
Only it wasn't Hagrid who had opened the Chamber, it had been Tom Riddle, Salazar Slytherin's true heir and the only one who Severus knew who could speak Parseltongue; a language of snakes.
"The Dark Lord is here?" Dumbledore shook his head as he took a seat behind his desk and offered Severus to do the same.
"No. I believe he is possessing a student. He has no body yet." Dumbledore didn't need to say anything, Severus knew what he was thinking. If the Lestranges wanted him to rise they'd find a way to give him a body, ultimately this was the reason why they were breaking into the ministry.
"How did you know he would come back when all of us thought him dead."
"I know Tom Riddle. His goal was immortality and I believe he succeeded long ago."
"How is it that you don't fear him?"
"Why be afraid of a lost, unloved, little boy?"
Severus didn't argue the point, instead he changed the subject. "Who was attacked?"
Dumbledore sighed, "Mrs Norris seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." Severus wasn't sure if he was making a joke or not. He chose not to laugh. "I don't believe this will be the last attack."
"How do we protect the students if we don't know where the chamber lies and what lies within."
"Oh we know what lies within Severus, but I only know two people who are able to access it."
Severus was completely bewildered by Dumbledore's calmness. "What is it?"
"Mrs Norris was petrified by a Basilsk. Luckily for her and Argus Filch, the bathroom had flooded and she must have seen the monster in the reflection. We must warn the students to carry a mirror with them at all times and to look around corners with it until we find another way into the chamber."
"Which students did you say can access the chamber?"
"Only those who can speak Parsletongue." Dumbledore said quietly. Dumbledore had told Severus about the incident with Harry Potter and the snake at the Muggle Zoo. Severus stared at Dumbledore as if he was mad. "You think Harry Potter opened the Chamber of Secrets?"
"I think Tom Riddle opened the Chamber of Secrets while possessing a student - not Harry Potter - Luna Lovegood. It is Harry Potter who can gain access into the Chamber."
"But he's only a boy."
"And look how much he's survived so far."
"He's just a kid, you can't possibly..."
"Remember Severus, I do not expect Harry Potter to do this alone. He is stronger when he is with another."
Severus' heart sank. "You mean for Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter to fight this Basilisk? Are you insane!" Severus felt a rather strange prickling on his neck as he called the Headmaster insane. Dumbledore chuckled, with a sly smile.
"I think this will prepare them for the ultimate battle, which could come at anytime."
"How do you think he did it?"
"Dark magic, as you know. There are many different forms."
"What about the Lovegood girl?"
"Luna Lovegood. I think she should be monitored, but until Tom Riddle and the Basilisk are destroyed, we cannot save her."
"So I should what exactly?" Severus said, wringing his hands together.
"You should protect them to the best of your ability, and keep your eyes open. As for the Ministry, leave that to me. I will notify the Order of the Phoenix." Severus left Dumbledore's office feeling like he had an impossible task ahead of him.
0o0o
Narcissa arrived back at Malfoy Manor unnoticed; or so she thought. As she closed the door, and pulled down her hood, she stood rigid as footsteps echoed the halls. She drew back against the wall, holding her breath and raising her wand in front of her. "Who's that?" Wand-light shone over the stairs and the hall rug and finally onto the closed door. Narcissa recognised the man's voice and she stepped out of the shadows. "It is only me, Rabastan."
"Narcissa? What were you doing?" He asked, suspiciously. He was younger than Rodolphus; you could see it in his eyes. He was handsomer too with short black hair and straight nose. He had a subtle moustache; but had not lost himself too much during the years in Azkaban.
"I went for a walk." She said pleasantly.
"Strange time for a walk." He said slowly.
"Well I'm not allowed to go during the day, so I opted for now instead."
"Did you pass that by Bellatrix, because I'm pretty sure Rodolphus would not allow that."
"So I can't even stroll through my own garden now?" Narcissa flared up instantly.
Rabastan took a step forward, "I doubt that is what you were doing. You know I wouldn't have a problem with taking a stroll with you, for protection." He smirked, taking another step toward her.
"Next time I will take my husband." Narcissa snapped.
"You and your husband will not be going anywhere together." Rabastan reminded her. "Rodolphus does not want you to escape."
"This is my home. Why would I want to run away?" Narcissa snapped.
"To save Draco." Narcissa didn't say anything and Rabastan's smiled, knowing he was right.
"Just remember, if you do try to escape, we will kill Lucius and Draco will take his place."
"You wouldn't." Narcissa breathed. Rabastan took another step closer; he was right by her now, and any thoughts Narcissa had of him being nicer than his brother vanished from her mind. He was just like him; greedy and malevolent and everything nasty in-between.
"Oh we would...and you know it." Rabastan's breath was on her cheeks, his free hand had taken her wand and his other was around her neck, forcing her to look into his cold grey eyes. "I will personally do it."
"Get off me!" Narcissa spat, clasping his hand and trying to push him away. "No." Rabastan smirked. Narcissa's frightened eyes grew wide as she realised she was trapped and wand-less.
"You will regret this." She threatened. Rabastan's eyes glinted and he laughed, his breath was on her cheek again and his lips scraped against hers. "I won't regret anything. Silencio." and he threw a struggling and furious Narcissa into the empty library, locking the door.
"You see Narcissa - this will be your punishment." She lay on the carpet, tears escaping her tiny body, but no screams escaped her trembling lips. As he advanced on her, she crawled as fast as she could through the darkness and tried to reach the other door leading into the kitchen but he sent curses at her and laughed each time one hit her. Burns scorched her arms; and she fell to the floor, writhing in agony. He hit her again, chains tightening around her legs and ripping into her skin.
"No point in running. After I'm finished with you, you will tell me the truth." Narcissa reached out for anything she could use as a weapon but Rabastan jabbed his wand and to further humiliate her, her clothes were ripped from her skin and he laughed at her helplessness; staring at her lace underwear for what felt like half an hour.
Narcissa was beyond afraid, she was shaking. He roughly picked her up and threw her against the bookshelf, running a calloused hand over her face and uttering things like 'I'd forgotten what it was like, to touch a woman' and 'Azkaban almost destroyed me' and 'they would never know' until Narcissa felt his mouth on hers, his tongue lapping the walls of her mouth and she felt like vomiting.
There was no point in screaming since nobody would ever hear her - the Silencing charm had seen to that - his lips were now nibbling her ear, while he admitted, 'always wanted to do that' and 'I like it rough'. His actions were now keeping true to his words as he explored Narcissa's vulnerable body hastily and his mouth wasn't just sucking on places Lucius had never ventured, but now his teeth were pulling, grazing and puncturing her 'virtuous' skin.
Narcissa's tears continued to leak from her eyes as every inch of her mind tried to throw off the curses she was under. She was going to be raped inside her own home, by none other than her brother-in-law. Rabastan; a man she had never really known; a man in the shadows. Narcissa could feel her underwear ripping in two and she could see his pants lying on the floor. Her eyes scrunched shut as she waited for the feel of him inside her.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO MY WIFE?" Lucius was standing up from an empty chair. He had not heard anything of their arrival until the effects of a double shot of scotch had worn off minutes ago, although he was surprised to find himself in the library. Narcissa felt her heart skip a beat as she realised there was some hope.
Rabastan didn't answer, instead he was on his feet, caught in the act, his trousers on the ground, showing his guilty face and wand held high. Lucius blasted him off his feet so he flew through the locked doors and hit the opposite wall with a bang. Narcissa heard Bellatrix's shout and the other Death Eaters stirring.
Lucius hurried over to Narcissa and realised which curses to lift as soon as he was by her side. He then waved his wand so that she was re-clothed and wrapped his arm tightly around her. Rabastan stirred and Lucius flung his arm out knocking him back down, just as Rodolphus turned the corner with Bellatrix at his side.
"What is this?" Rodolphus said darkly.
Lucius moved so that Narcissa was slightly behind him. "You tell me. One minute I'm in the dining room discussing the Dark Lord and drinking with you. The next minute, I've blacked out and wake in the library where my wife is being attacked by your brother."
Bellatrix shot a look at Rodolphus as if to ask 'is this true' but Lucius didn't believe she had no part in it."Rabastan?" Rodolphus drawled through the rubble. Rodolphus made no attempt to see why his brother hadn't answered. Instead he walked straight up to Lucius and admitted to tampering with his scotch, telling him, he would not have liked what they had to say.
Lucius frowned. "You are in my house. You do not treat us this way."
Rodolphus nodded, "As guests, we seem to have overstayed our welcome, Bellatrix." For the first time in a long time, Narcissa saw a glimpse of fear in her sister's dark eyes. She wanted to reach out to her, but in a second it was gone and Rodolphus was standing in front of them, his wand raised. Narcissa squeezed her husband's arm in fear. The other death eaters watched with grim features. Bellatrix was silent and Narcissa knew there was no hope for any of them now. Except for Draco, if Snape was true to his word.
Rabastan was standing now and Narcissa wanted to hit him, she wanted to hurt him so badly that she was shaking. Rodolphus watched the situation with humour which infuriated Lucius so much he almost forgot he was standing in a room full of Death Eaters. "He needs to leave." Lucius said bravely, pointing at Rabastan. Rodolphus turned to his brother and with a look, seemed to get his answer. "She said she went for a walk. She was lying. I was only punishing her." Bellatrix hissed. Somewhere deep inside that twisted mind, she did still care for her little sister.
Rodolphus raised his wand, he was very skilled in Occulmency and unfortunately for Narcissa she was not quick enough. Memories or her ordeal with Rabastam flooded through her mind and she winced but he did not stop; she had apparated into Spinner's End and knocked on a door, Snape pulled her inside and their conversation took place, more memories flashed by until one very important one, one she had tried to keep hidden from everyone. Severus and Lily Potter standing on her doorstep, handing over a baby.
Rodolphus' eyes grew wide and Narcissa shrank back against Lucius.
"He saw, he saw the truth." She whispered frantically.
"What is it?" Bellatrix gasped, begging Rodolphus to tell her, sending her demanding looks to her sister and back at her husband.
"Rabastan speaks the truth - she betrayed us and told our plans to none other than Severus Snape." The surrounding Death Eaters hissed. "There is more."
"More?" Bellatrix gasped, "What else has she done. Cissy, what have you done?"
"You have gone too far." Lucius said, protecting his wife.
"It seems that Draco is not theirs."
"DON'T." Narcissa screamed. "My thoughts are private, you have NO RIGHT."
Rodolphus took a step closer and snarled, "Draco is Severus' son. Narcissa is not his mother, it was Lily Potter." Bellatrix looked like she was about to faint; her lips clenched together and she screamed, flailing her hands towards her sister.
"Get away from her!" Lucius pulled Narcissa behind him and sent a stunning curse at Bellatrix so she was blasted off her feet and rammed into the row of Death Eaters hovering behind them.
"That's ENOUGH!" Rodolphus thundered. "You are TRAITORS."
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE." Lucius thundered, waving his wand and cursing anyone who came at him. Rodolphus flicked his wand but the curse missed and blasted the bookshelf the Malfoy's had been standing near. Lucius looked frantically for a way out. He sent curses at every target, blowing up his own house; ceilings fell on unsuspecting Death Eaters; the staircase exploded; fire ripped through the carpet and kept some at bay as he constantly backed up until he was near the fireplace.
He threw Narcissa into the fireplace, telling her he was right behind, deflecting curse after curse.
"THEY'RE GETTING AWAY! BLOW UP THE FIREPLACE!" Rabastan yelled.
"GET THEM!" Rodolphus shouted, fighting the flames and sending killing curses at them.
"Lucius!" Narcissa yelled fearfully, as he grabbed a handful of Floo powder and thrust it into the palm of her hand. He looked over his shoulder, still deflecting curses and yelled 'Number 12 Grimmauld Place.'
"Lucius NO!" Narcissa reached her hand out. Lucius' fingertips grazed hers as a blast of green light exploded. Narcissa was crying heavily as she spun and then her feet hit the quiet street of Grimmauld Place and she stood alone.
0o0o
Blaise had to be stupid not to realise that the Chamber of Secrets was his doing. Obviously, the diary was enchanted and it was making Luna do those things; but those at target were not Pure-Bloods like himself. They were Muggle-borns; those born to a Muggle family. Mrs Norris was the first to become victim and Mr Filch hadn't left the Hospital once to do his errands. Second happened to a first year, Colin Creevey who was obsessed with Harry Potter, always following him around with a camera that was bigger than his face. Third was a Hufflepuff, Justin Finch-Fletchly, a second year like Blaise. Fourth was none other than Hermione Granger. Blaise did not care at all that these people had been petrified. He believed that whoever Tom Riddle was, he was a fellow Slytherin and wanted to eradicate Hogwarts of Mud-bloods. It so happened that Blaise was the one who stupidly spread a rumour that he was the Slytherin's Heir and he would not stop until Voldemort had risen.
Little did he know how close Voldemort actually was to coming alive. The more attacks happened, the stronger Tom was getting, sucking out Luna's soul and replacing it with his own. Luna Lovegood's lay sprawled on the ground of the chamber, very weak while Tom Riddle stood and imprint staring into the eyes of the massive Basilisk, before sending him on one more mission: to kill Harry Potter. While a deadly message haunted those above:
HER SKELETON WILL LIE IN THE CHAMBER FOREVER.
0o0o
It had been a week since Hermione's attack and the castle was living in fear. Harry had not seen much of Draco at all, which worried him. Severus on the other hand seemed to be everywhere he possibly turned. Harry wanted to know why the teachers weren't doing more to stop whatever was terrorising them. He was sure Dumbledore would know what it was, but for some reason Dumbledore had left the castle and Professor McGonagall refused to tell him where he had gone.
So, that left only Ron and himself to save Hermione and the others. Harry was standing in the bathroom where they had been before but had never noticed anything strange or unusual, unless you counted Myrtle. Myrtle, seemed to be in an unusually chatty mood and let slip that she was in fact the only one who had seen the monster in its true form; that was how she had died.
Though Ron refused to believe anything that came from her mouth, Harry knew she was telling the truth. Myrtle even told them that one of the sinks had a serpent on the tap and that was the entrance to the chamber. Harry had talked to snakes before, of course by total accident but talking to a picture on the back of a tap was an entirely different matter.
He was disturbed though. Half way between swaying like a complete idiot with squinted eyes and a slight hiss, Blaise came running into the bathroom, followed by Draco who yelling swear words and firing curses at his classmate. Blaise seemed startled to see Harry and Ron there; and though he had been trying to find how to gain entry for a long time and never worked it out; he simply stood stunned as Draco's leg-locker curse hit him and he fell face first onto the flooded tiles.
"What are you doing here?" Harry and Draco said at the same time.
"Saving Hermione." Ron and Draco said.
"Why do you care?" Draco and Harry said.
"She's my friend." Draco, Ron and Harry said.
"Ok this is too weird!" Ron muttered.
"I just heard." Draco said, he sounded out of breath.
"Where the hell have you been?" Harry replied.
"Not now."
"What was Blaise doing?" Ron asked.
"I think he did this: started it all. He was going on about some diary." Draco said. "He said he gave it to Luna Lovegood."
"Open it Harry." Ron said quickly. Draco watched as Harry repeated the steps before Draco and Blaise had arrived and as the word 'Open' hissed from his mouth, the sink chinked and then one by one they all moved to reveal a large drain big enough for them all to slide down, like a giant slippery-dip. The three boys stared at it for a minute as if wondering who should take the first step.
"Do you think she's still alive?" Draco whispered.
"There's only one way to find out." Harry murmured, he looked up to see Ron bending over something. 'What's that?"
"Looks like a diary." Ron said looking puzzled.
Harry took it from Ron and stared at the names on the cover. "Tom Riddle."
"I know that name." Draco said suddenly, "Why do I know that name?"
It was Moaning Myrtle's voice that whispered the answer; they had all forgotten she was still there, floating above them. "That was Voldemort's real name."
A shiver ran through all three of their spines and Harry was the first to take a deep breath and say, "See you on the other side then." Before jumping into oblivion.
A/N: I simply can't end this story! Possibly one more chapter to come. Stay tuned. Please R&R and point out any mistakes.