Julie struggled and tried to escape from the body bind Smogen had put them in. "Would it kill you to let us go?"

The smirk was wiped rom Smogen's face. He turned serious. "Actually, it would. My Lord, Voldemort, would kill me."

There was silence for a few moments, then Smogen spoke again. "Let me tell you my story. When I was young lad, of about eighteen, I was discovered by the quidditch league. They said I had extraordinary talent, and many of them wanted to employ me. But I was also discovered by Lord Voldemort. I soon saw that was the correct path I needed to take in life- to join the dark side."

Ron interrupted. "How can you say that? How can evil be good?"

"Don't you see?" cried Smogen. "This is something all death eaters know. There is no right and wrong, no good or evil. There is only power. What difference does it make if you have to kill a few people to rule? It's either kill or be killed, and only those stupid enough to die call themselves the 'good side.'"

"How can you think that?" roared Ron. "Good will conquer all evil! It will-"

"Shhh!" whispered Julie. "Please, Ron, don't start anything. Remember, he's armed, and we're not." To Smogen, she said, "Will you please continue telling your story?"

"Don't try your sweet little girl act on me!" he sneered. "But anyway, I saw I must join the dark side. For awhile, I got along okay, being a quidditch player and a servant to Lord Voldemort. But then, as I got promoted in the ranks of a death eater, my duties to Voldemort became far more than I was able to handle. I had to choose between quidditch and my Lord."

He sighed, and leaned against a tree. "At first I chose Quidditch. Voldemort soon showed me just how wrong I was. He cursed me, hurt my face badly. This came as an advantage to me later though, since it hid my old identity. I went into hiding, and became a different person, dedicating my whole life to serving Voldemort. After his downfall with Harry Potter, I thought I would be able to become the next Voldemort. But it didn't work that way after Wormtail brought him back. I pretended to be faithful, but Voldemort was uncertain of my reliability. That is why I was sent on a mission to bring him Harry Potter."

At the sound of his name, Harry appeared. "I knew you'd come!" cried Julie.

Harry didn't turn to her. Instead, he faced Smogen. "I see I must be forced to fight you to regain my friends."

Smogen smirked. "Don't think you can save your little buddies this time."

"Wizards duel," demanded Harry. "Right here. On the count of three, we start. One, two-"

But Harry was cut off at two. A voice behind Somgen had whispered a simple spell. A simple 'Petrificus Totalus!'.

"Hermione!" cried Ron.

"Shh," said Hermione. "I don't want people down at Hogwarts to know I'm off at the Forbidden Forest!"

"But, Harry, Hermione- how-" Julie stammered.

"Not now," commanded Harry. "He won't stay in this body bind for long. We have to get him up to Hogwarts, and to Dumbledore. He's waiting for us there. We'll explain everything on the way."

Julie and Ron didn't have enough stength to argue, so they came along, the four of them carrying Smogen. "Are you okay?" Ron whispered to Julie.

"I'm fine," she replied. "It's just thanks to god that Harry and Hermione came along to save us. We were... foolish. Go ahead, Ron, say 'I told you so.'"

Ron looked hurt. "I wasn't going to do that. Seriously, Julie. I would stick by you no matter what."

"Even though I almost got us both killed?"

"No matter what," Ron repeated.

"All right, enough with the mushy stuff," joked Harry. "We're about halfway back to the castle. Not much farther now."

"So, tell us, Harry, how did you figure everything out?" asked Julie.

"Well, it all started like this..."

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A/N: Hi! Next chapter we'll start with the explaination and this story will pretty much draw to a close. Please review!