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A.N. Sorry it took me so long to post! I've had homework and other stuff to do!!!! thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!!!! It really means a lot to me!!!! This story is dedicated to Seeker_2000 who is a wonderful author and an even better friend!!!!!!

Malena

Eve's mouth dropped open.

"What's the matter with you?" Jessamyn asked, giving Eve an odd look.

Do you know how much our parents hated each other, Jessamyn? Eve hissed.

"Call me Jess."

What?

"Well, Jessamyn can be annoying to say over and over again and-"

I don't care about that right now! Eve snapped. Do you know how much our-

"Yes! Yes, I know!" Jess exclaimed. "But that was OUR DADS! Not US!"

Do you know how ticked my dad is going to be when he finds out that I am friends with a MALFOY!?

"Who cares what he thinks," Jess muttered. "He hasn't friggin' seen my father since they were in school together."

Eve threw up her hands in exasperation and went over to one of the barrels that were standing around the dungeon.

She lifted the lid off of one of them and held her nose. A horrible stench came out of it and it made Eve's eyes water. She dropped the lid and pointed her wand at her nose. A few sparks came out of her wand and hit her in the nose.

"What was that?" Jess asked.

It's so I can't smell anything, Eve explained. She conjured up gloves and lifted the lid again.

Uck, Eve said, looking into the barrel. Pickled dragon hearts.

"Cool!" Jess exclaimed, jogging over. She pulled the lid off of another barrel. "Here are those toads that Snape told us about. Do you want to dissect them, or should I?"

Er… you can, Eve said. She reached into the barrel with the dragon's heart and pulled one out. She then picked up a jar and dropped it in there. It made a sickening splunk when it reached the bottom.

"Ew! This one's missing its head!" Jess exclaimed. Eve made a snort of disgust and went back to jarring the dragon hearts.

~*~

"Run!" Gasped Vernon Dursley as he tried to keep the door shut. An incredible force was pushing against it. Petunia and Dudley Dursley got up from the table and started toward the backdoor of their house on Number four Privet Drive. Dudley waddled as fast as his chubby legs could carry him, for he hadn't lost a lot of weight ever since he started that diet when he was 14.
"Run Duddy!" Petunia cried, pushing him through the backdoor, just as the front door was blown to bits. Vernon fell to the ground, covered in splinters of wood.

"No! Get out of here!" He yelled. "Get out!" Whatever it was that had forcefully entered the house, stared down at the man on the ground. He muttered something under his breath and Vernon lay there thrashing, his hands and legs tied, and another cloth was over his mouth to muffle his cries.

"That should hold you," hissed a voice. The Thing turned and walked through the house to the back door. Petunia was trying to push Dudley through the gate. As the Thing started to walk towards them Petunia managed to squish Dudley through the gate. They had started running again, but had only gone so far before Dudley tripped and fell heavily to the ground.

"Get up Dudley!" Shrieked Petunia. She attempted to pull Dudley to his feet, but gave up and started running again. The Thing took no notice to the 36 year old man who was trying desperately to get back on his feet, like a bug that had been flipped over.

Petunia gave another shriek and ran as fast as her skinny legs could. Several lights turned on in the houses as she gave another cry. The Thing was following closely behind her.

"Help me! Someone please!" She shrieked. The Thing extracted a gnarled hand from inside its cloak and pointed his finger at the fleeing woman. Petunia Dursley felt a tingling in her legs and then they went limp, crumbling beneath her. She screamed again and tried to pull herself away from the Thing that was getting closer and closer….

A second later someone peered out of their windows, at the very spot that Petunia Dursley had been, and saw nothing but grass that had been pulled up as though someone was trying to cling to it so not to be dragged away. And all was quiet…

~*~

Harry and Ivy awoke to a loud WHOO-ing sound. Ivy nearly screamed when she saw an enormous owl sitting next to her on the bed.

"Get that thing off the bed!" She cried. Harry groggily reached over and took the letter that was tied to the leg and pulled it off. The owl clicked its beak and flew through the open window.

Ivy sank back into her pillows and said, "Who's it from Harry?"

"It's from the kids," Harry said, tearing open the envelope and starting to read aloud.

Dear Mom and Dad,

School is going okay. I've already gotten a detention and Reese has lost 10 points for Gryffindor. You must be sooooo proud of us. Anyway, your brother and sister are fine. Josh keeps saying how he might try out for the Quidditch team, but I don't think he's actually going to.

-Am too!

-Am not.

Well, I'm okay. The other girls in my dorm pretty much ignore me, and I ignore them. I have made on friend though. Her name is Jessamyn and I think you went to school with her father, Draco or something.

I hope you and mom are okay!

Love,

Eve

Harry gaped at the paper.

"What's the matter?" Ivy asked.

"She's friends with Jessamyn Malfoy!" Harry said. "My worst enemy's child!"

"I thought Voldemort was your worst enemy," Ivy moaned.

"He's my worst alive enemy."

"Well, when was the last time you saw him?"

"Er…" Harry thought back.

"Not for a while, eh?" Ivy said, bumping her shoulder against Harry's.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. Ivy put her mouth near Harry's ear and said, "I suggest that you go meet Draco Malfoy."

Harry groaned.

"For our daughter," Ivy said firmly. Harry groaned again and Ivy dug her nails into his back.

"OUCH! All right! I'll talk to him!" Harry rubbed his back and got out of the bed, mumbling under his breath.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Harry muttered to himself. He glanced at his watch for the fiftieth time and sighed.

"Mr. Malfoy will be right with you," spoke up a witch that was sitting behind a desk. Harry sat down in a chair and looked around the drab waiting room. There were paintings on the wall of some old wizards and witches, and a beach scene. Harry picked up a magazine and started to flicked through it, as the door to Harry's right opened and Draco Malfoy walked out.

His hair was slightly longer, and brushed away from his face. His face resembled his father, but he had bags under his eyes and his eyes had changed. They weren't as gray, and they had a look of constant worry in them.

"Potter!" He exclaimed, a familiar scowl appearing on his face. "What are you doing here?"

"Er…" Harry said. "Could we go someplace a little more private." Draco glared at Harry before motioning for him to go into his office. Harry sat down in a chair and Draco sat behind a desk that was covered in papers.

"Potter, I didn't know you were going door to door now," Draco said smugly. "What are you selling? Muggle food processors?"

"Ha ha ha, Malfoy," Harry spat. "It's not like I wanted to be here anyway, my wife talked me into it."

"Wa-push!" Malfoy said, making a motion like he was cracking a whip. "Honestly Potter, I thought you could make your own decisions."

"Shut the hell up," Harry snapped. "I'm not here to fight with you."

"Oh really?"

"Yes. I'm here to talk about your daughter." Malfoy's face paled slightly.

"What the hell do you want to know about her," Draco spat. "Planning on doing a scientific study?"

"No, I-"

"Get out of my office," Malfoy said.

"Draco! Listen to me for a second!" Harry barked. "As you probably know my daughter has gone to Hogwarts for a scientific study-" Draco snorted. "-And you probably also know that she was put in Slytherin."

"No Potter, I had no idea. It was only all over the newspapers," Draco said sardonically. "Is there any point to this conversation?"

"Well, our daughters are in the same dorm room, and, well… they've become friends." Harry winced at what he had just said.

Draco's eyes got wide and he said, "What?"

"You heard me," Harry spat.

"A Malfoy is the friend of a Potter?" Draco replied coldly. "That's impossible."

"Are you saying my daughter is a liar," Harry snapped.

"Well look at the role model she had in her life," Draco spat back.

"Look Malfoy," Harry said, standing up and positioning himself a foot away from Draco. "I came here to make amends. For our daughters. If you don't want to, fine by me. I'll leave. I'm just trying to reassure my daughter that I'm not going to show public hostility to her friend's father!"

Draco didn't reply. He just sort of gaped at Harry.

"Do we have a deal?" Harry asked. He held out his hand. Draco stared uncertainly for a second and then gave it a quick shake. Harry turned around and started to walk out the door when a floorboard unexpectedly raised up and he stumbled to avoid faling.

"Goodbye Potter," Malfoy laughed. "Have a nice trip, see you next fall!"

"Oh grow up," Harry said. He walked out the door and said, "Damn Malfoys…"

~*~

"Black!" Yelled a short, chubby man by the name of Ernest Toppanary. "You're needed." Sirius Black threw down his quill and said, "What happened?"

"It doesn't matter!" Ernest barked. "Just take this card and get out there!" Sirius took the Mission Card that was clenched in Ernest's hand and left through a Transporter.

A second later Sirius found himself in a black forest. None of the birds chirped, and there was no sound. Sirius stared around uneasily. Ever since he had joined the Order of the Phoenix about 14 years ago he had never been anywhere like this before. There was no smell, no sound, and he could see hardly anything. Sirius pulled his sunglasses out of his cloak pocket and put them on, setting them to night-vision. Sirius found himself standing in front of an enormous tree. He turned and saw that he was in a circle of trees, with a Transporter that had been placed here.

"Uh… Ernest?" Sirius said into his microphone. "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"We had a report of a dead body in these parts. I want you to check it out," The other line went dead.

"Oh, that was so descriptive," he said. He looked around some more, and pushed away some of the bushes that were standing in his way of an overgrown path. He walked along the path, searching everywhere for the dead body.

There was a loud screeching noise, and Sirius nearly jumped out of his skin. He had a bad feeling about this place. The hairs on his neck pricked up as he heard a rustling behind him. He turned and pulled out his wand, ready to attack anything that tried to hurt him. There was another rustling in a nearby bush and Sirius hit the bush with a Killing Curse. The bush was blown away, and on the ground lay a white bunny, stiff as a board and dead.

"Whoops," Sirius said. He started to turn away when he saw something on the rabbit's fur. Blood. "What the-" Sirius crouched down beside the dead animal and touched where the blood was. The animal hadn't been wounded (prior to Sirius attacking it) this was something else's blood. Sirius looked around again and saw something laying ten feet away. He slowly walked over to it, raising his wand above his head and saying, "Lumos!"

The feeble wand light revealed what the gloom of the trees had hidden. A female's body was sprawled on the ground. Sirius could barely tell if it was a female, for the body was so mangled and torn apart that he wasn't even sure if it was human! He shrank back as he saw the scratches on her arms and face, and the blood stained shirt and neck. Sirius could see a metal object poking out of her chest.

"Ernest," Sirius hissed into his earpiece. "I found the body. I think you'd better send some other people down here. Now."