Harry Potter and the Death Eaters Son

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 4 | Talia Cedar

          The man opened the door to the muggle car. A tall girl of about 15 or 16 stepped out her long black curly hair falling out of her hood. The car door closed behind her and the car sped away. The night air was misty and it started to rain lightly. She walked towards the looming house and knocked on the big wood door the sound was muffled by the quiet outside.

          The door didn't open and patience was not one of her virtues. She knocked again louder. The door was pulled open roughly. A man peered at her through the mist then gave a startled gasp and slammed the door. The girl rolled her eyes, raised her hand and blasted the door off its hinges. She walked through and the door calmly as if nothing had happened.

          "I'm here for my sister." the girl spoke in barely more than a whisper but the sound of her voice echoed throughout the whole house and every inhabitant had surely heard. "I want her. Now." She said the last word forcefully and the door at the top of the stairs burst open. Voldemort came out with a frightened Evie behind him.

          "Talia Gillian." Voldemort started to say but the girl held up a hand her black eyes narrowing.

          "My name is Talia Cedar." She started for the steps. "And you know that so don't act like I'm stupid." She took the steps slowly, gracefully.

          "My dear child you cannot have the girl." Voldemort reached for his wand. The girl stopped inches from his face.

          "You dare challenge Me." she whispered. Then her voice split into many. "I the one who holds the secret of true power in her very being." Her voice rose in height and waves crashed in the distance. "I will take Evelyn with me and she will be raised as I have." Her tone was one that couldn't be challenged. She had given an order and he had to obey.

          "You'll regret this Talia." Voldemort said pushing Evie towards the girl.

          "You may have every wizard in the world cowering at your feet Thomas, but I am not fooled by such tricks. There are three more like me and when I find them you will be the one to cower." She grasped Evie firmly by the hand and turned tossing her head. "If you need to contact me or want to duel under your terms I will be at Hogwarts." The door opened and they left.

          Atlantis was the center of magic. Every wizard or witch longed to go there at least once in their lifetime. When it sank into the sea, the wizard faith, city, and dreams sank with it. The wizards recovered but the secrets didn't. The new age of wizards depended only on themselves and their gods sat back to wait for the ones who would bring them back to Atlantis.

          Before the great city disappeared a great Seeress predicted its fall to the Sorcerers of Atlantis. This sorcerers held all the power of the wizards in the core of their souls and they needed no wands or words to cast spells. When they turned 16 though they were taught in the way of wizards so no one discovered their identities.

          The great Sorcerers escaped Atlantis before it fell. Their departure actually caused its destruction but that was the fate of Atlantis. The Sorcerers kept the secrets of Atlantis to themselves not trusting the other wizards. They couldn't tell, if the other wizards knew… disastrous things would happen. The sorcerers set up a school. Every student who went to the school was examined at the age of 16 for the special powers. The Seeress had also predicted the coming of new Sorcerers and the headmasters were to keep their eyes open.

          Evie looked up at her sister. "What birdie are you?" she asked quietly.

          "Stop that." Talia commanded, "You're not mad and we both know it."

          Evie glared at her, "Fine, but at Hogwarts I'll have to act like it." She pulled her hand away from Talia's.

          "No you won't." Talia said firmly. "Consider it a miraculous recovery." She looked down at the girl smiling. "You might have needed it to protect yourself from Voldemort or their deaths but it doesn't matter." She looked at the sky. "They weren't really your parents."

          "What nonsense - ?"

          "I'm not lying." Talia said firmly. "You'll understand someday… someday."

          "All those years, all those wasted years." Evie said sighing. "I have to see Dracky!" Talia raised her eyebrow. "Sorry Draco."

          "No, no," Talia shook her head. "If it's a nickname keep it." Evie nodded. "Good I like nicknames. Now, who is this Draco?"

          "His name is Draco Malfoy, son of the late Lucious and Narcissa Malfoy, he's engaged to Ginny Weasley son of Arthur, the Minister of magic, and Molly Weasley." Evie gasped for breath and continued. "His friends include, Landrak Black, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger."

          "And you?" Talia asked.

          "More of a little sister figure." She looked at her hands. "How did I know all that?"

          "Know what?" Talia asked then supplied. "Oh, yes because of your connection to Draco you knew things about him." Evie nodded although not fully understanding.

          "Can you show me how to do that thing with your hand?" Evie asked hopefully.

          "No, now listen to me carefully Evelyn." Evie frowned. "Right Evie, we are going to aparate to this Weasley place," Evie looked puzzled. "I need to talk with the Minister."

          "About what? And he wouldn't think anything that a 15 year old says is important." Evie said impatiently as though explaining something to a two year old.

          "It's not my age that matters it's my reason." Evie stared at her blinking.

          "Uh yes, I get it." Evie said sarcastically.

          Talia ignored her and continued. "I am going to perform a simple apparition spell, but it will be altered a bit to include you. You need to hold my hand and whatever happens whatever you see you mustn't let go." Evie nodded and took Talia's hand. Talia's look grew concentrated and finally she flicked her hand whispering. "Go." Evie shut her eyes tightly and held onto her hand firmly. "It's okay you can open them now." Evie opened her eyes. They stood outside a crooked looking house. "Hmm they aren't home. We'll wait outside." Talia said in the grass folding her legs and closing her eyes. Evie laid back on the grass and looked at the stars.

          Ginny had fallen asleep on Draco's shoulder. It was about 1 maybe even 2 and they had finally left. The drivers pulled into the driveway and opened the doors. Draco carried Ginny out and almost toppled over as something crashed into his leg.

          "Dracky!" startled he almost dropped Ginny again. He looked down.

          "Evie?" Ginny woke up just as Draco set her down. He pulled the little girl into a rough embrace picking her up off the ground. "I missed you."

          "Dracky I want you to meet my sister." Evie pulled Draco over to the girl whom Draco suspected had to be her sister. They looked exactly alike except for the age differences. The girl was standing.

          "Hello Draco." She said quietly. "Thank you for taking care of my sister." she inclined her head slightly. Draco nodded. Ginny appeared at his shoulder.

          "Hullo." She said brightly. "I suppose you need to see my father." The girl nodded. "I'm Ginny."

          "I know." The girl said. "Talia Cedar." She held out her hand, Ginny took it smiling.

          "Father," Ginny called turning. "More visitors." Mr. Weasley hurried over.

          "Ah, Talia Cedar. Albus informed me that you might be coming." Talia nodded. "I suppose it can't wait." Talia smiled and shook her head. "I thought so."

          "My room?" Ginny asked.

          "Yes dear that will be nice." Mr. Weasley patted his daughter on the head fondly. "Take Evelyn up with you and have your mother conjure up some cots."

          "Alright. Come on Evie." Ginny and Draco followed her family into the house.

          "Draco."

          "Mm?"

          "Draco!" Draco opened one of his eyes. Landrak was shaking him roughly. "I need to talk." Draco closed his eyes and turned over. "Draco." Landrak punched him.

          "Ow," Draco sat up rubbing his eyes. "No need to get violent." He said sleepily. "What?"

          "About Hermione -" Draco groaned and laid back down. "Really Draco this is important." Draco rolled his eyes and sat up again. "Does she really love Harry?"

          "Yes." Draco responded without thinking. "Well," he looked down. "I'm not sure, I kind of forced them together." He looked at his friend's face which brightened considerably. "No Landrak." He said firmly. "They're happy together and Hermione is my friend. If they aren't meant for each other let them figure it out. Don't go bothering about their business. It will just ruin your chances."  Landrak sighed.

          "Thanks."

          "No problem I love pointing out other people's stupidity." Draco pulled the covers over his head but he couldn't sleep. He cursed Landrak and stood up pulling a shirt on and opening the door. A quick visit to Ginny's rooms could cure his sleeplessness. He laughed.

          Ginny opened the door to her room and slipped out. She walked down the hallway glancing behind her and bumped into someone. She looked up. "Draco, what are you doing up?"

          "May I ask the same of you?" he said smiling. "I suppose your room isn't safe to chat is it?" she shook her head and pulled his arm around her.

          "Let's go outside." She suggested. He smiled at the thought. They crept out the back door and walked a bit.

          "Thank you Talia, you have no idea how much this helps us." Mr. Weasley said standing. It was late into the night and he was sleepy.

          "Your welcome Arthur." She rose and left.

          "What a peculiar girl."