~Chapter 3- "The Girl Who Lived"~
Lily Potter's younger sister, Willow Evans-Black, held her crying black haired baby girl, while
trying to get dinner ready. The news that her sister was killed, had severely shaken the family, but a year had
passed, and they had seen no sign of Voldemort. Yet. The older girl, also black haired, sat on the couch, reading
the Daily Prophet, a wizarding newspaper. As Willow finally tried getting the baby to drink a bottle, the front door
opened, and then slammed shut.
"Siri? Is that you? Sirius?" Willow called, hoping that her husband Sirius Black was home. No answer. She shrugged, and went out into the front hall.
"It wasn't Sirius. It was a short fat bald man. Willow recognized the man from Hogwarts. He was a Marauder. It was

Peter Pettegrew.
"P-Pettigrew?" Willow stammered.
"You are to come to the Shinra Mansion. You husband is there. Orders from my master are that if you don't
come,
Black will be killed. If you come, we promise Black will live." He finsihed, and with a spell, handcuffed Willow, and
carried her to the Mansion.
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Willow looked fearfully around the dark hallways of the mansion. Then she saw him. Sirius. He was bound together
by
rope, and a gag was placed in his mouth, to keep him from screaming for help.
"Sirius!" Willow screamed. He turned to her, and looked longingly at her, and struggled to talk, but couldn't.
"Oh, please let him go, we'll do anything!" Willow pleaded at someone in a black armchair, facing the other direction.

"Black is no use for you anymore, Mrs. Black. Black is my servant now." A high pitched voice hissed from the
chair.
Willow was confused. She chose not to talk back. She simply hugged her two daughters tighter. The chair turned
around. Willow's brilliant green eyes widened at the sight of the chair's occupant. He, she...it was impossible to tell...It had yellow, iridescant slits for eyes, and a snake like face. It
was Lord Voldemort. Pettigrew, had led her to Lord
Voldemort. Willow was overcome with more fear than she had ever felt before in her life. What was happening?
Voldemort pinted his wand at Sirius and clapped his hands once. Sirius was freed from his binding.
"Imperio!" Voldemort roared, "Kill the girl, and the children. KILL THEM!"
With a wild look in his slate gray eyes, Sirius Black held a knife, and pointed it at the closest person...the baby.
"Sirius?" Willow asked, her eyes widening. Sirius's eyes didn't waver. He brought the knife closer to the baby.
"Please don't kill her! Kill me instead!" Willow pleaded, moving the baby out of the way.
It happened in a flash...
The knife plunged into Willow's heart, and Willow Evans-Black was gone...dead before she hit the ground. They baby's older sister gave a frightened scream, and tried to save the
baby.
"You're under the Imperius Curse, don't you get it?" She cried, but she too, was stabbed by her cursed father.
Voldemort then, picked up his wand, yelled "avada kedavra". Strangely, Voldemort disappeared in a burst of
supernatural light.
The baby survived, with a curious shaped scar...shaped like lightening...
***
Voldemort laughed. The same experience the year before with the Potter boy. But this time, no one would know of the surviving baby. He planned to use her as a servant, much like Pettigrew.
Voldemort took a small knife, with a jewel encrusted handle. He carefully placed the edge of the blade along the scar. Then, he made a small cut. The girl flinched, and began to wail. Voldemort took no notice, and as the blood began to ooze out, he took a small amount, and put it in a small vile. Then the ancient killer took another vile out of his robe pocket. He took an emerald that he had been saving for this job, and using his finger, magically melted a hole in the emerald. He poured baby Harry's blood into that half, and repeated the same procedures for Willow's baby. Then, he binded the two emerald halves together, and fastened it onto a gold chain. Then, he put an Unbreakable Charm onto the emerald.
"Without this, young girl, I don't think that I can ever be beaten again." Voldemort gave a look at the baby.
Walking out of the dark ominous castle he lived in, the small pendant quietly fell out of his pocket, landing behind the bushes, nestling itself in the soil. Voldemort didn't notice.

***four years later>
"Servant!" Voldemort bellowed.
Wormtail and Icilyn miserably appeared on command.
"I want to knock down that far wall, near those bushes, and I need the girl to reverse the Unbreakable spell on that wall."
Icilyn looked confused.
"Well don't just stand there, do it!" Voldemort threw a wand at her, hitting her squarely in the head.
Icilyn whimpered, and walked around back.
"Invincilo Reverso!" Icilyn shouted, pointing at the wall. The whole wall, including the bushes, and probably everything else there, all got hit, with the dull red light that came from her wand.
"Done, Master!" Icilyn ran inside.

***
Presently, a young blonde haired boy came running about near the castle, and, noticing the broken wall, now a heap of dusty bricks, decided to look around there for something to play with.
In his excitement in getting over the bushes, he accidentally stepped on something. Well, whatever it was, when he stepped on it, pieces of green crystal flew everywhere, emitting a solid green light. When the light cleared away, the boy saw that it was a bright green stone. Well, two pieces of one. Shaking it, he saw that there was some kind of red liquid inside. The boy put the half that was fastened onto a chain, around his neck. The other, he placed in his pocket. Then, he ran back home, his new treasure weighing down his pocket.
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in the shinra>
"WORMTAIL!"
"Yes, Master?"
"The pendant with the Bloodtwins' blood! Have you found it yet?"
"No!"
"FIND IT, OR ELSE YOU WILL NEVER LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER YEAR!"
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