Carlisle's and Jasper's Secret
They managed to wander back to Grimmauld Place, all confused as to what had just happened. David, alive? Death Eater? Hermione was stunned and allowed Edward to lead her. Jasper looked pissed, still. "Jazz, how did you know he was a traitor?" Hermione meekly asked him.
He turned towards her, the pain evident in his golden eyes, and sighed. His arms opened, asking silently for a hug, and she stepped in. With her head resting against his chest, he planted a soft kiss on top of her unruly curls and began to explain.
"You all know, years ago, I told my story. I told about David, Hermione, Maria…well, Carlisle recognized the description of David. He told me about the man who was in league with the Volturi. He told me about how the stories, mine about David disappearing at seven and David's about running away, how they matched up. I was stunned.
"But I had to be sure. So, Carlisle took me with him, to England, and we asked Aro, Caius, and Marcus if they knew where we could find David. They told us and sure enough, we found him. He was with Death Eaters and young Tom Riddle. Although, we didn't know that was his name at the time.
"Carlisle mentioned to me, then, how much he looked like the same Tom Riddle he met about ten or fifteen years earlier. I guess it was his son. Anyway, I saw David and he was, well, angry. He didn't think I'd find him, he didn't think I was alive. But he told me his story anyway; the same shitty sob story he told tonight.
"Naturally, I flipped out. 'David,' I said, 'how the hell could you do something like this? You're a monster! I can't believe you left us like that. You realize you killed mother.' I spat at him, unable to contain myself. The Death Eaters and Voldemort around us just watched. Then Tom spoke up. 'You'd be a very valuable man to have with us, please, join.' He reminded me so much of Maria that I just glared at him.
"Carlisle and I left without another word and I haven't seen David since." He took a shuddering breath, to try to steady his emotions.
"Jazz, it's alright. I understand." Hermione calmly replied, reaching out to touch her twin. "It'll all be okay." She whispered, not even convincing herself.
Short, not that good, and really really late. Sorry. But Idk. I am at a loss on what to say to continue. I'll try to get back into it. Hopefully this ties you all over for a little while. Thank you to all of you who reviewed, favorited, alerted, etc. You are amazing and I love you all. Thank you for sticking with my story even if I haven't updated it in literally forever. :) Hopefully you're not TOO angry at me.