I looked at the familiar faces that were gathered in the Room of Requirement. Sophie, Jake, Parker, Kellen, Mum, Dad, Sirius, Minnie, Slughorn, Ginny, Ron, Harry, Neville, Luna, Teddy, Victoire (which made me wonder if they left Sidra home alone), Lavender - Ron's wife - George, Angelina, Alicia, Oliver, Seamus, Molly, Arthur, Grandma Trixy, and some of the other Order members that had joined for this war.

It was uncharacteristically silent.

Sophie met my eyes and gave a small smile. Apparently, in our third year, she got a little tipsy and ran into Ares, giving him a thorough snogging before giggling and running off. Now, Ares and I weren't together then and I couldn't really be mad at her for that. It stung for a few hours, but I forgave her. I couldn't stay mad at my best friend for long.

"Sahara Bellatrix Weasley, you turned seventeen today, correct?" Remus Lupin asked. I jumped at the sudden noise, but nodded in affirmation. Even if that wasn't my true name anymore. "And you wish to become an Order member?"

"More than anything," I said immediately.

"And you pledge your loyalty to the Order and its cause?"

"For eternity," I nodded.

"And you agree that the Death Eaters have to be eliminated in order for the war to end."

"The ones that commit the crimes should be sent to Azkaban, yes."

"And you will attend every meeting regularly and without hesitation."

"As regularly as I comb my hair," I smirked.

"Very well. Hold out your left arm."

I did as he asked and knew I was getting the kickass tattoo of a phoenix on my arm. It was almost identical to the Dark Mark, only ours were easier to look at.

Three long feathers stuck out from the Phoenix's head as a symbol of this being the third war.

"Welcome to the Order," Lupin nodded to me.

I grinned, "Thanks."

I ran a finger over the mark after he removed his wand and noticed him nod. "First, I'd like to ask."

"Go ahead," I smiled, waiting.

"How do you destroy the Death Eaters you brought back?"

I winced and shrugged, "I have to touch them. And then, just like with Regulus, I have to will them away."

Lupin nodded, but it was my mother who spoke, "We need to come up with a plan to get the Death Eaters to become close enough to Sahara that she's able to send them back."

"What if we just killed them?" Jake asked, like it was obvious. I was already shaking my head.

"It doesn't work," Dad said. "When we come back, we're the age we were when we died, but we age as well. The only way we can die again is from old age. The Killing Curse doesn't affect us. . . because, well. . ."

"You're already dead," Mum nodded.

My father nodded, "And therefore, we're invincible until we die of old age or Sahara sends us back."

I bit my lip as eyes went to me.

"Which means we need to come up with a plan," Grandma Molly decided. "And how are we going to do that?"

There was silence as we pondered this question. "Why don't all of us think of something? And tomorrow we can meet here and come up with an ultimate plan."

Arthur's suggestion was the best so far.

"Now, we need to boogie," Sirius said. "This meetings over and I'm going to celebrate my grand-neice's birthday!"

He tossed me a bottle of firewhiskey, winking, "You have no classes tomorrow, so what the bloody hell are you waiting for?"

"Sirius!" Mum scolded, taking the bottle from my hands just as I went to open it, a wicked grin on my face. "That's entirely not appropriate in school."

"Whatever, Bells. Give it to me then," Dad asked.

"Absolutely not."

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Oh, let the girl have some fun, Bella. It's not everyday you turn seventeen."

"Sorry I'm late," Angela called as she entered. She was sporting a wicked bruise on her cheek and had a little one she was pulling behind her. Ah, their son.

"What happened to you?" Sirius demanded, examening her cheek. The firewhiskey was forgotten by him, but my mother did give it back as she went and picked up her baby cousin to play with.

"Little run-in with Rowle. They're guarding the castle and waiting," Angela shrugged.

"You could have gotten killed!" Sirius cried.

"I'm a Muggleborn, not helpless," Angela rolled her eyes. "It was just a stunning spell that knocked me into the gate. No damage done."

I grimaced at that. the Death Eaters must have been closing in on the school then. We only had two days until we'd be put on the train to leave.

"Sahara, I think it would be best if you three left tonight," Minnie said, standing next to me. "With the Death Eaters looming around, it will only be a matter of time until they penetrate the wards."

I swallowed and looked at the Order, which was talking to each other about war strategies.

"They don't know, though, Professor," I sighed.

"They do know that Mister Zabini is married, just not to who. You made sure of that the day Blaise arrived. It's strange, the way you two go back and forth in keeping your relationship public. I have a feeling that some people already have suspicions of what is truly going on."

I chuckled, "We are a pretty twisted pair, Professor."

"I will have Teddy Floo to his home to get Sidra while you go find Mister Zabini."

"Professor, must it be now?" I asked desperately, standing to keep our conversation from eavesdroppers.

"I believe it would be best."

"But just knowing about a Death Eater is a ticket to Azkaban, Professor. Some of them will only see him as a threat and act accordingly," I insisted in a fierce whisper.

"Sahara, I can personally vouch for you and Mister Zabini. As will your father and Sophie, as well as your mother. Merlin, even Sirius knows how different the boy is. The chances of you being thrown in Azkaban are highly unlikely."

"Just like they were for my mother," I retorted bitterly.

Minnie sighed, "I see why you would be afraid. But the case against your mother was an entirely different case."

"Yes, she was harbouring a turned Death Eater that was a convict. And I'm in love with a forcefully turned Death Eater that wants out, but can't because his father's the bloody leader! That really helps my case, Minerva."

She didn't comment on my harsh tone, nor my disrespect in using he first name unasked. Minnie was a teasing name, but Minerva told her I meant business. "I understand, Sahara. I believe that it would be best if you would go get Ares and when you come back, Sidra will be here for you."

I set my jaw defiantly, but nodded, "Fine. But if you're wrong about this, so help me, I will do everything I can to take you down with me."

Minnie's lips turned into a thin smile, her eyes showing amusement, "And I'd gladly be taken to Azkaban. I guarantee that you will not be in danger."

"Now that, Professor, is something you can't promise," I said quietly. I took a step away and headed towads the doors, "I'm going to the loo. Be back soon."

"Don't fall in!" George called.

"Shut up," I said menacingly, but ended up smirking and laughing on my way out. Oh, now I had to show them everything. My darkest secret. And not even Sophie knew it, my best friend.

So, now you know;) Please, review! Next chapter is the revelation!

-Nastya