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"Come with me, boys," said Snape, moving like an extra-large bat. Ron and Harry exchanged worried glances. What does he want? Harry thought. He hadn't done anything lately. Had he?

"Come in here," Snape said, leading them into a small room. Harry and Ron entered, standing nervously.

Obviously Snape didn't think Hermione did anything, or he wouldn't have waited till that day for sure.

"You two are becoming friends with that girl Kendra Eades, are you?" Snape queried.

"Um, yeah," said Harry, confused and not pleased to hear his friend referred to as "that girl."

"You aren't telling her information about our, er, alliance against You- Know-Who, are you?" Snape asked, glancing at Ron.

"No. Not yet," said Ron.

"Don't tell her. Not if you don't want things to get ruined," Snape cautioned.

"Why not?" asked Harry, very intrigued.

"Do you both really want to know?" barked Snape. "And Potter, don't ask stupid questions!" he said loudly. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "People can't notice me treating you differently."

"Yes, we want to know," said Ron, speaking for both of the boys.

"All right," sighed Snape. "Kendra's mother is a Squib. That is why she can call herself a muggle-born."

"So?" said Harry.

"Don't be rude. 2 points from Gryffindor," snapped Snape. "Kendra has an uncle named Davus Nott. Are you following me?"

Harry's mouth dropped open. "You don't mean."

"Yes, I do," said Snape. Ron had gone white. "Kendra is related to Antonia Nott, in Ravenclaw."

"And?" prompted Ron, dreading the answer.

"Kendra is related to a death eater." Snape confirmed. Harry gasped. It couldn't be. It couldn't. Kendra was too nice. Why didn't she say anything? Why had she lied and said she was Muggle-born? Why should he trust Kendra Eades, that little liar. No. He wouldn't trust her.

"Now, your friend Kendra might be all right, but her uncle isn't. she might let something slip. I'm not saying not to be friends with Kendra. Just don't tell of our alliance," Snape cautioned. "You may go now." The two horrified boys left. "I can't believe Kendra lied to us," said Ron after a while.

"Why did she say she was muggle-born? Why didn't she say that she has a Squib for a mother?" Harry wondered. Ron shrugged.

"Friendship is on trust," Ron said. "We can't trust Kendra."

"Should we stop being friends with Kendra? After all, she has a legitimate excuse. she's probably embarrassed to be related to a Death Eater." Said harry

"I tend to doubt it," said Ron.

"Maybe you're right," said Harry.

"Kendra! Hermione!" cried a frightened Lavender.

"oh, bad, oh bad, oh, bad," Mandy was saying over and over. The groupmates of Kendra and Hermione were panicking. Suddenly, Mandy seemed to get an idea. She told Rebecca to begin wiggling and jerking in the direction of Hermione and Kendra. "harder! Harder!" she urged her friend. Slowly, the boat began to move in the direction of the seemingly doomed partners. Finally they reached Kendra and Hermione.

"They're mechanical, you morons," Millie said suddenly, when she realized the sharks were circling over and over. Millie was right. As soon as the words came out the sharks disappeared. The water began to swirl, and all ten girls were sucked under water.