Genevieve laid in bed with Ron, both of them out of breath and staring at the ceiling. She'd been so happy to see him and to find out that he hadn't broken up with her that things progressed quickly when they managed to get some time alone. In all honesty, once Harry and Hermione got distracted by something, she and Ron took that tiny opportunity to rush up to Ron's four-poster. This time was different, though. It was a better experience that left Gen speechless. She fell asleep after a while, curled into Ron as she slept and her body relaxed. When she woke up a few hours later to Ron shaking her awake.

"Ron? What's going on?"

"Wake up and come with me. Please."

She got a good look at him and noticed he looked panicked and as if he'd been crying. Or were about to cry. She sat up, letting the blanket fall from her chest.

"Ron? Talk to me. What's wrong?"

"Dumbledore needs to talk to you. Please hurry up and get dressed."

She hesitated before getting up and getting dressed, following him to Dumbledore's office. She hesitated before opening the door when they got there. She had a sinking feeling that something was wrong. When she opened the door and saw the group of people standing in the office all but confirmed. Dumbledore had Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in his office, along with Severus, Sirius, Remus, Pansy, and who she could only assume were Pansy's parents. Through her nerves, she could see the OBVIOUS anger on the adults' faces and the absolute guilt and fear on Pansy's face.

"Ron, go back to your friends."

"But, mum Eve is…."

"NOW, Ronald!"

She looked over at Ron, watching him leave before looking over at the others. She didn't know what made her more nervous. The angry looks on everyone's faces or the fact that Sirius and Severus were in the same room without fighting with each other.

"What's going on here? Because the last time there were multiple people in here, you told me she died."

"Have a seat, Genna."

"No. I don't like the way you said that."

"Little one?"

She looked at Severus, noticing there was a copy of the day's Daily Prophet in his hands. That had her father's face on it. She was still confused and now her heart was starting to race.

"Will someone please tell me what's going on?"

She took the paper in Severus' hands, spotting the headline on the front page and it was all she could do to stay upright. It was as if all of the sound and air left the world as her biggest fear was written on the front page of the newspaper. She had a hard time catching her breath as she looked around the room at everyone, once again waiting for someone to say that this was a massively cruel joke, tears dripping down her face when nobody said anything.

"Who….."

"Ms. Parkinson? Would you care to explain as to why you would do something so malicious to another student?"

She looked over at Pansy who was doing everything she could to hide her face, and now she realized why her parents were there. Why everyone else was there.

"Why?"

"You know why."

"Draco? You still think that Draco is anything other than a friend to me?"

"I've seen the way you look at him."

"I look at him like I look at Harry. Like I look at my friends. His mother is my mother's cousin by blood. He's family to me. Nothing more. I've never been interested in him in the same way as I am into Ron."

"So when you kissed him…."

"It was on the cheek. His mum found some things of my mother's that she thought I might like and he gave it to me. That's all. You've ruined my life because you were jealous? You trusted a crooked reporter because you're angry that somebody dared to speak to someone who wants nothing to do with you?"

"Draco loves me."

"Draco hates you! The only reason he spends any time with you at all is purely proximity. And if you don't believe me, ask him. Ask him to tell you the things he's said about you when we've talked. He can't stand you! He'd rather have an in-depth conversation with Crabbe about food than him spending more than two minutes with you fawning all over him. He hates you, Pansy. And instead of being an actual person with any kind of brain in your skull and paid attention to his body language when he's around you, you would know that. Instead, you destroy the life of someone he actually cares about out of pure jealousy and you're going to pretend that you have any chance with him?"

"You're lying. He loves me!"

She laughed through her tears, letting Sirius pull her against him as her knees buckled and she started to fall to the ground. She felt like her life was over before it really began.

"How did you even get the information to begin with, Ms. Parkinson?"

"One of the 6th Years made a Polyjuice Potion as an extra credit project and I paid him for some. I managed to get some of Draco's hair off of his cloak."

"And how did you get involved with Rita Skeeter?"

"By accident. I was spending some time on the Quidditch Pitch when Diggory and that Krum guy came to fly around and she'd followed them with her camera guy. I just started talking to her and she offered me money to give her some info on Diggory. And things just went from there."

"You should go wait in the hallway while we decide on your punishment, Ms. Parkinson. We'll call you back inside when we decide."

She cried into Sirius's shoulder as Pansy left with her parents, holding onto him tightly as they talked around her.

"She could come live with us until Severus leaves for the summer."

"Why you, Molly? She's not family like I am."

"Don't do that, love. Molly was being nice and giving her an option. Besides, we're supposed to be laying low, remember?"

"Stop. Please."

She sniffled, wiping her eyes a bit, though her tears kept coming no matter how hard she tried to stop them. She pulled away from her uncle and looked at Severus.

"What do I do?"

"Neither one of us can make that decision for you, little one. No matter what you do, it'll take a toll on you. You'll be facing your greatest nightmare whether you stay or leave. You can hide out somewhere and nobody will blame you. Or you can stay and face this and grow even stronger. The choice is yours."

Genevieve took a deep and shaky breath before walking into the Great Hall for breakfast. She'd spent the last day and a half trying to decide on whether or not to stay at school. She still hadn't fully decided, but she hadn't left Severus' room since leaving Dumbledore's office, so this was the first time she would be around any of the other students. She hadn't even talked to her friends, needing the time to think. It took a few minutes for anyone to realize she was there, and by then, she was almost to where her friends were sitting. Just a few more steps and she'd be with people that could help her. Another foot. She could easily see that Hermione was working on something while Harry and Ron pretended to listen to her.

"Is it really true? Are you really his daughter?'

She was stopped on the way by Neville, Dean, and Seamus, staring at their faces.

"Am I what?"

"Did I really date the daughter of that monster?"
"We didn't date, Seamus. I left halfway through because you wouldn't shut up about someone you knew nothing about."

"What was there to know? He was in Azkaban for a reason."

"Just let me be."

"Answer the question and I will."

"Let her pass, Seamus or you'll be on your arse."

She looked over to see Fred and George coming up onto either side of her, both of them pointing their wands at him. She didn't know why she started tearing up, but she could feel Ginny pulling her toward the table, sitting down next to Ron, feeling him pull her close to him as the twins let the others go. She leaned into him, feeling him kiss her head.

"I take it you're staying at school then?"

"I'm thinking about it. I don't know for sure, though. Going to stay with someone is sounding better and better with each moment."

She started picking at the plate that showed up in front of her, trying to ignore the stares she could feel, though it didn't take long for her to start fidgeting, trying to brave it all and push through the discomfort. But she couldn't take it. She knew coming down that morning was a bad idea and she did it anyway. She gripped her hair tightly as she buried her face in Ron's shoulder.

"Geneveieve? Are you alright?"

She looked over to see Fleur staring at her in concern, smoothing out her hair a bit.

"Did you not read the Daily Prophet? I'm a monster, apparently."

"I didn't. Why would you be a monster?"

"I'm Voldemort's daughter."

"And? You've been nice to me when you didn't have to be. I see no reason to fear you."

She blushed softly, shaking her head as she teared up.

"Damn it….."

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you didn't, Fleur. Gen's had a really rough time with this secret and now that it's been revealed, she's a bit sensitive."

"Alright. I'll let you be then. I just came by to thank you for introducing me to Bill. He's a great man."

She mumbled her response into Ron's shoulder, trying to hide the fact that she was crying. Again. She heard Fleur leave but she stayed where she was. It was safe to say that she was miserable at the moment. And she didn't know how to come back from this.

Genevieve stopped running once she got to the hospital wing, flopping down on the nearest bed once she was safe, out of breath as Madam Pomfrey came over to her.

"How many times is that now, Ms. Potter?"

"I lost count after I was cornered last week. At least this time, nobody attacked me. Just chased me through the halls this time."

"Have you told Professor Dumbledore yet?"

"No. And I don't plan to. He's dealing with enough with the letters he and I have both been getting lately since that article came out."

"Has Ms. Skeeter contacted you again?"

"I don't know. All of the letters I've been getting have been read ahead of time by Dumbledore. So I have no idea."

She sighed as Madam Pomfrey handed her some water, taking a drink as the older lady walked off. She assumed that she was sending an owl to Severus. Again. But she didn't want to keep burdening everyone with her emotions, which were all over the place. She finished the water and left the hospital wing, walking down the halls to find somewhere to hide out. She stopped when she noticed a door that hadn't been there when she was first coming down that way. She stared in confusion for a moment before walking inside. She looked around the room as things materialized in front of her. There was one wall that was made up of a bookcase that had all of the books she needed, some that she wanted, and the rest of the bookcase was filled with potion ingredients. In one corner, there was a cauldron that was sitting upon a stove of sorts, nearest to it on the bookcase was a set of utensils she would need to chop ingredients and mix potions. There was a door ajar at the other end of the room and she could very clearly see that it was a bathroom that glittered in any light. There was a bed near the bathroom that had her House colors on the comforter, sheets, and pillows that was bigger than the one in the girl's dormitory. There was a desk against the other wall, the top of which was pristine save for a quill in a stand and a single inkwell while the drawers were all opened to reveal rolls of parchment, spare quills, spare inkwells in what looked like various colors, composition books, envelopes and letter paper, pencils and pens, and other things she'd need for essays. There was a window that looked out on the Black Lake next to a fireplace. She was astonished. She had come down this way hundreds of times and she'd never seen this door before. She was confused and wanted to talk to her uncles. She heard what sounded like metal scraping against rock and turned around to see a container of Floo Powder appearing on top of the fireplace. She hesitantly went over to grab the container, taking a small amount and threw it into the fire after she lit it, clearly saying her uncle's name. It took a few minutes for her to get any response, but she did end up seeing Sirius' face in the flames.

"Genna? Are you alright? Harry said you've been attacked a few times."

"Can you come see me?"
"Of course, give us a few minutes. Remus just got out of the shower."

"Ok. Thank you."

He exited the flame and she left it burning as she went to sit on the bed, crossing her legs under her as she waited. Though it didn't take too long for both of her uncles to step out of the fireplace. She went over and hugged them tightly, feeling them hug her back. She stayed that way for a few minutes, pulling away after a while, looking up at them.

"Are you alright, Genna? How are you holding up?"

"I don't know. I don't know. I feel…...Scared, tired, angry, sad, and embarrassed."

She sat down on the bed with her uncles, looking over with Remus when they heard Sirius snort, looking at him in confusion, both of them surprised to see him tear up.

"Sorry. It's not funny. It's just…..We seem to forget sometimes that you are just a child. You handle a lot of things so well that it's easy to forget that you have real demons to deal with. And we're reminded of your age all over again."

She didn't know what to say as she laid down and put her head in her uncle's lap, looking toward her desk.

"Tell me more about my mums?"

"Where to start. Raven was an amazing sister. Such a caring person."

She laid there as she listened, leaning her body into Remus when he started rubbing her back, letting herself relax when Sirius started stroking her hair, relaxing enough to fall asleep after a while, dreaming of happier times when things weren't so severely chaotic.