It's funny, as soon as Draco found out I was actually a Slytherin he seemed to have gotten over the slap. He sent me small smiles from across the library or a little nod when we passed each other by in the hallways much like he use to be before we argued. I could tell he was itching to get me alone to talk. And in all honesty I wanted to talk to him too. But I never got a moment of peace. After the attack on Mr Weasley Harry had put real pressure on us in Dumbledore's army to really buckle down and perfect what we could. This meant more frequent meetings which off course meant more sneaking around which in turn made Umbridge more suspicious. I spent so much time avoiding Draco due to his leadership position in the Inquisitorial Squad and he spent so much time trying to get me alone to talk that we were trapped in this weird state of limbo where he was the cat and I was the mouse.

I wasn't sure how much longer we could carry on these secret meetings, what happens when we get caught? If news gets out that I was part of this and the Malfoy's hear they will question where my loyalties lie. Then my mission of pretending that I believe that I truly am the heir of the dark lord will be over before it began. "Ouch" I cry as I find myself tripping forwards. I collide with the cold stone flooring.

"Sorry Ari" Fred laughs out as he waves his wand in the air that he had just used to trip me.

"Gotta pay better attention than that" George also laughs out. I roll my eyes but smile as well. Instead of getting up however I sit myself on the floor, cross legged and lean against a pillar. I sigh to myself. "That's a big sigh from someone so little." George jokes as the twins both position themselves on either side of me on the floor.

"For someone so little I guess I'm dealing with something really big." I reply nonchalantly.

"You're gonna go back to the Malfoys, trick all those pure bloods and destroy them from the inside out. Don't even think about doubting yourself." Fred says so matter of factly I almost believe him.

I chuckle out loud. "Thanks boys. Where would I be without you?" I ask to neither of them really. We all laugh this time and both the boys rest their heads on my shoulder. I pat them both on the head. They really do have the ability to make me forget, they make me feel young again. With their heads on my shoulder they both point their wands up and cast their patronus. I smile as the ghostly hyena and coyote play flight, their lingering illuminated shadows bathing me in an iridescent lull of happiness. I point my own wand up and cast my own patronus. A Bengal tiger emerges and the glowing stipes create the imagery of a skeletal feline. I laugh as my own tiger chases the hyena and coyote around like a cat toying with two mice. "Do you know what this means?" I ask between fits of giggles.

"It means" George responds first.

"That you're a bully." Fred finishes off between his own bouts of laughter.

"no, it means I'm in charge." I laugh out loud, snorting by accident.

"Oh really?" Fred starts this time.

"Are you sure about that?" George finishes. I look up at our three patronuses and find the hyena and coyote have now joined forces and were chasing my poor tiger about. I smile and feel my heart swell with love. I hope this feeling lasts forever. And whilst I wished my little wish I sat there in complete bless. Sandwiched between two of my dearest friends as out patronus skittered about like ghostly baby animals.

Just then a loud thud emits from across the room. My stomach drops in my stomach and both me and the twins jerk forward. We stand and I slowly begin to approach the wall that had shook. The twins each place a hand on my shoulder and push me behind them. I don't protest because another loud thud vibrates through the wall and this time the structure of the whole room vibrates. I find my knees getting considerably weaker as the twins step tighter together to form some sort of protective barrier between me and whatever it is on the other side of the wall. Another loud thud is delivered and the mirror shatters completely, a cascade of brilliantly sharp silver falling to the floor like a waterfall of precious metals. I hear a scream from somewhere in the room and try to push past the twins but Fred spins and grabs me by both my arms. "Aria. We don't know what's coming. Stay a secret." He whispers ferociously. I see Harry give Fred a nod of approval before he approaches the new found hole in the wall. I agree with Fred but I didn't want to seem cowardly. None the less I take a step back and stand party behind the stone pillar.

"Move!" I hear Harry scream as he pushes Collin away from the hole. There's a loud explosion and I scream too. The Pillar I was leaning against shakes violently as another cascade of the rocks fly across the room. The twins take an instinctive step back and as they shield their faces their bodies shield me.

There is a moment of pure silence as the smoke clears. I hear breathing, mine mingled in with the likes of every other terrified soul in the room. As the smoke descends an earthy scent coils around my nose and I inhale the dust particles swimming around in the air where just moments ago I watched mine and the twins' patronuses mingle.

"I knew it!" screams filch as a smug looking Umbridge crosses the threshold of the room of requirements. Draco and the rest of his Slytherin snitching crew also emerges and Fred turns to me for only a split second to shove me behind a giant pillar that still stood erect. I know why. The rest of Slytherin cannot know that I was part of Dumbledore's army. I had to remain a secret otherwise the heir of the dark lord or not they would never trust me enough to let me in on their secrets, their plans, their crimes, everything I needed to help bring them down.

In an oddly unsettling way Umbridge says two words. "Get them" as she turns pointedly and struts off to what I can only assume is Dumbledore to parade her findings and use us as the ammunition she needed to take him down. There was a moment of hesitation before the Slytherins start rounding us up like cattles "Come on now you heard her." They starts shouting, a couple of them start grabbing at the others by their arms and shoving them towards the door. I flatten myself behind the pillar and hope no one comes this far back.

Draco seems to make a beeline for Fred. "Weasly. Out." Was all he said before he Grabbed the older boy by his bicep.

"Weasly's, plural." George spoke up before he grabbed Fred's other arm and tugged him hard to break him free from Draco's grip. I move back a little and my foot makes a harsh scraping sound. I cringe and try to steady my breathing.

"Oi, you two." Blaise speaks up as he stalks towards the pillar where I stand. Not wanting more people to approach where I was hiding the twins start walking towards Blaise instead, leaving me terrified behind the pillar. I hear all four people retreat towards the entrance as

As the last of us are escorted out of the room I finally think its safe enough to breathe out of my mouth. So I breathe out loud and count to ten to calm myself. I was about to leave my hiding spot to try and execute some sort of a plan to help the others out when I scream at the top of my lungs. I was so deep in thought I hadn't realised someone had come back into the room. I look up to a furious looking Malfoy. His gunmetal eyes look ready to kill.