hey guys. I'm sorry,I meant to put this up a while ago. But I'm having technical diffiuculties. My home computer has a virus, and my laptop is acting up along with my wifi. I'll try as hard as possible to update soon. I'm currently looking for a job, and i'm hoping that I get called in for an interview soon. I realllly need the money considering i'm going into college this fall. Anyone becoming a Freshman in college as well? How about a Senior in High School? ANyway. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: If i was J.K Rowling Hermione and Ron would have started going out waay sooner and Harry and Ginny would have never broken up. And if I was S. Meyers...well I wouldn't change anything. :P
The sounds of voices stir me from my sleep sometime later. My lids feel heavy, so I attempt to return to my deep slumber. I can barely make out the sounds of hushed voices, and curiosity gets the best of me.
"How is she doing?" I hear the deep voice of Uncle Sev. I hear him and another approach the bed. From the scent I can tell its Remus. The past few days I've been noticing that some of my veela traits have slowly been coming back to me since my magic became unbound.
"She's been tossing and turning in pain for the last hour or so. Her fever has gotten worse." I hear Edward say from beside me. I groan when his cold hand makes a pass through my forehead. The coolness of his skin feels amazing with this heat. I lean closer to his side. "She vomited the potion you sent for her fever." Did I? I don't remember waking before now.
"I'm going to call my father. Perhaps he knows something." Edward says removing himself from the room after kissing me on the forehead.
"Why would he do this?" I hear Remus ask. My ears perk up wanting to hear this bit of information myself. "I thought you said she was becoming one of his favorite followers?"
I did as well..
"She angered him, and he acts impulsively when angered. He did not realize what he had done until she no longer put up a fight. He called for me immediately, but unfortunately neither of us know how to reverse the curse. He'd heard the curse from Black's father, Orion, years ago and has remained ignorant of its effects to this day. Old Pureblood families such as the Blacks keep their magic incredibly secretive."
"Sirius thinks she is hiding something from us. He says no one apart from the Black family know about that curse. Curses invented by the Black family are one of the best kept secrets out there." It becomes quiet.
"I have known Bella her whole life. She is one of the most dedicated purebloods I have ever met that have wanted to kill Voldemort. She has seen what damage he has inflicted on others, and how he has brought suffering to her family. Albus knows everything about her, and still trusts her with his life." He pauses. "You can be certain that she will never betray the light regardless of how much she seems to hide." The only sounds I hear is their breathing as they quietly get to work on treating my wounds as usual.
"I will try to trust her if Albus believes in her. And I will try to get Harry and the rest of them to not be so harsh with her for being a Death Eater."
I hear a quiet "Thank you" before the door opens, and I am back in the cool arms of my boyfriend.
"I'm going to go make another potion for her fever. Hopefully she will be able to keep it down this time."
"I called Carlisle. He and Esme will be back early tomorrow. They will help search for the antidote." He sighs before continuing on. "When I called they were in Alaska trying to convince our extended family to help fight. They have always stood by us, but are having trouble believing us."
"Tell your folks to bring them. Of course this humble abode isn't much to fuss over, but I'm sure we can give them a good old magical time. It's the least we can do after they are willing to help us." I hear Sirius' voice come from the doorway.
"Are you sure? I'm not so sure that the others will be so comfortable around so many vampires." Edward says. The Delani's are coming? Including Tanya?
"They'll be fine. From what Carlisle told me about your cousins is that they follow the same diet as you do. So there shouldn't be a problem." I feel Edward nod, and begin to get up.
I whimper and try to hold onto him. He gives me a small smile when he sees me open my eyes.
"I'll be back in a few minutes love. I have to give Carlisle a call, and I have to run about a mile from here to get any signal." I pout slightly but comply. Without him my body begins to burn up.
"So who are you really?" I'm startled slightly when I see Sirius' gray eyes suddenly appearing in front of me on the bed.
I roll my eyes but smirk weakly.
"Isabella Swan." He glares at me slightly, but pouts like a little boy. He reminds me so much of Uncle Reg...
"I know the names of all the pureblood families in the world because of my mother. And I am completely sure that Swan is not one of them." I smile but it comes out looking more like a grimace.
"You're right." He seems surprised that I don't put up a fight. "Its my adoptive fathers name." I roll back over to my side and close my eyes. I hear Sirius huff in agitation.
"Fine. I'll trust you're not being honest with us because of a good reason. Although I don't have to like it." I smile in amusement before succumbing to the darkness.
"Oh the poor dear." I groggily wake up to see two pairs of golden eyes. My brain gets confused for a second since I can still feel Edward's arms around me.
"Hello Sweet girl." I smile at Esme and Carlisle before leaning up against the headboard. Edward and his parents are the only ones in the room apart from myself.
"Hey." I croak out. Esme rushes to my side, and gives my body a gentle squeeze.
"Oh, Sweetheart. I am so sorry we left." She says looking at me with regret. I give her my best smile before looking at Edward. He gives me a smile back.
"It's alright. I would have come back to the magical world sooner or later anyway." I say shrugging. I can't help but want to be here in case something happens to my parents or Draco.
"If you don't mind me asking. Why did this happen to you?" Carlisle asks as he sees my injuries. I couldn't lie to Edward's parents.
"Edward has told me that Dumbledore gave you the basics about the war and my family." They nod. "After you guys left Albus and Kingsley came to Charlie's. They gave me an offer I couldn't refuse. They needed someone to be a double agent for the Order. They already had Uncle Sev, but Dumbledore knows how strong I am. My dad taught my brother and I since toddlers as much magic as possible knowing that we would have to go into hiding one day. My twin and I were naturally very curious so we studied magic that has been forgotten for millenia, the ancient magic. Very few hold the knowledge we do." They all look at me surprised.
"You're really that powerful?" Edward asks me. I shrug.
"A lot of the ancient magic we learned and studied has been forgotten. Both of my families, the Malfoys and Blacks, are two of the most powerful and purest magical families alive. They have created thousands of spells, curses, and potions that are known only by family. They have been written down since the beginning, and have remained in our libraries and vaults. When my grandparents passed, my parents inherited their family vaults which contained a lot of these books and scrolls. Hardly anyone over the centuries have bothered to read them anymore." I say.
"Dumbledore promised that if I helped them they would do anything they could to keep my family and I out of Azkaban at the conclusion of the war." They're quiet a while.
"B-But if you have done nothing wrong..."Esme asks me. I smile sadly at her.
"Here... its not like your world. The fact that my family has been involved with the dark arts is enough to send my whole family to Azkaban for life or immediate death. My father has killed a great number of people before he and my mother saw the error of their ways. It's the only way for my family to have any hope of surviving this war and living in peace."
"When my brother and I attended Hogwarts, we were always together. One day he had to return to the common room for a book, so I was waiting for him." I look down at the comforter as I tell the story of how I knew Aliaric and up to the moment of his sister's death.
"It was am honorable thing you did for that young girl Bella." I look at Esme. How could taking her life be honorable? "Her life would have been torture and full of pain if she had lived."
"I guess." I sigh in defeat. If only they knew how many lives I have already taken to prove my loyalty to the dark lord. How many more lives will end by my hand before the conclusion of this war.
As Carlisle begins to check on me,uncle Sev and Sirius enter the room. Uncle Sev looks at the present company, and places a silencing charm around the room.
Both men look at me sternly.
"What?"
"You know what the cure is." Uncle Sev accuses me. The present Cullens look at me.
"No I don't! If I did I wouldn't be here feeling like I'm being poured into a tub of acid!" Both wizards look at me blankly for a second before Sirius takes over the interrogation.
"I didn't think about this before..but you knew the curse." I nod not exactly sure where he was going with this. "You had to have learned it from somewhere. All of the witches and wizards that know of it are dead. Where did you learn it?"
"I read it in a book.." I say slowly as a memory comes back to me. My head falls back in exasperation once I remember the location in which the book is located. Sirius' parents have my mother the book to her when she married as a gift. Mother wasn't fond of the curses and hexes in the book as they had often been used on her as a child so she hid the book away. No one has seen the book since. Until Scorpious and I found it while getting gold for a new broomstick when we were ten.
"And where is this book?" I look at Uncle Sev meaningfully.
"One of my family's vaults." Uncle Sev falls into a chair in despair. Everyone looks at us.
"Well can't we get it?" Black asks. I shake my head.
"I don't have the keys to my family's vaults."
"But there are other ways to get into the vaults. Unless you are a wanted convict then the goblins let you enter with other forms of identification. Such as your wand."
"I don't have any other form of identification. My wand is put on display beneath an enchanted display box in my family's home."
"Why?" Carlisle asks.
"Because everyone thinks I'm dead." I say. "And I'd like to keep it that way." I say before going back to sleep.
A piercing scream fills the silence as I see hundred of students in Hogwarts uniforms lined up in front of the castle. Infront of them are many injured adults, attempting to protect the younger students.
A cold laugh interrupts the silence. I turn my head to see Lord Voldemort gazing at all the injured children and adults across from us. Behind us stand thousands of masked followers.
"You really think you can defeat the great and powerful Lord Voldemort? You a bunch of children and useless adults that have less experience than some of the greatest witches and wizards out there that have died by my hand?" I see the familiar faces of the Cullens, Weasleys, Tonks, Sirius,and others standing by in defiance in an attempt to shield the students. Harry Potter lay dead in the middle. "I will kill every last one of you who stand in my way. Starting with the traitors that thought they could fool me." He smiles a cold vindictive smile as he points his wand at an unknown person.
A cry leaves me as I see a blonde teen writhing on the ground in pain. Beside him, my father and mother attempts to shield him from the attack. Tears begin to fall down my face as I see them fall down to the ground dead.
I rush toward them as fast as my shaky and weak legs will carry me. I don't get far as I am pulled to a stop by someone pulling on my hair.
"You can't save them Celestia. It's your fault this has happened."
A sob breaks through my quivering lips as I stare into the familiar eyes of my little brother.