"I am what happens when someone needs me. When you are dead, and someone needs you that desperately, you become more then a memory. More then a ghost. You become a shadow, someone from the past. I have been helping your little friends. I am sure that you will want me dead once more." Out of the corner of Ginny's eye, she saw movement. Movement that was not supposed to be there. It was a wand. A wand being held up, ready for words. Only she did not hear words.

Maybe it was because of the many layers of cloak that covered the Death Eaters face. Maybe it was because he whispered it. But no one will know. As the words escaped him, Hannah was knocked over with a force. But she got up quicker then you can say accio. There was an evil glint in her eye. 'What is going on?' wondered Ginny. 'Why is Hannah acting like that?' She racked her mind for ideas of why, but discovered it to be as blank as a sheet of white paper.

Hannah swung around, wand at the ready.

"Hannah!" shouted Ginny, eyes as read as her hair, dangerous eyes, "what the bloody hell do you think you are doing?" Hannah turned slowly back around, looking nothing less then possessed.

"Stupefy!" she said, in a hollow sort of tone. Ginny fell to the ground, not moving. Piers was watching her every move now. He knew that she wouldn't just do that to a friend. 'Of course!' he thought, mentally slapping him self, 'That wizard, who ever he was, cast the Imperius Curse on her. That is why she is acting so weird!'

Hannah turned back, ready to face her next victim. Harry Potter, the Boy- Who-Lived. 'Kill him!' hissed a strange voice in Hannah's mind, 'Kill him, and you will be rewarded forever!' on instincts, she raised her wand, and her eyes flashed dangerously once again. Harry did not see her come up upon him, for he was facing away from her.

"Avada Kedavra!" screeched the same hollow voice. Harry had turned around, just in time to see his loving twin sister kill him. This time, there was no one to love him. No one to protect him. No one to see him die, but un- trusting Slytherins, Death Eaters, and Lord Voldemort. The death Eaters all murmured. They were smiling, if you could call it a smile. Tom stared, shocked, at Hannah. The spell was relaxed now. Hannah was sprawled on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Hermione?" she called out weakly. A Death Eater stepped out of the circle, now it had two gaps. The Death Eater was a little shorter then the others. A small wisp of brown hair was showing from under it.

"Yes?" asked a young girls voice.

*****

"Professor McGonagall? What was all that yelling about?" asked Professor Dumbledore

"It was Ms. Abbot and Ms. Weasley. They were going on about Potter dueling You-Know-Who in the Forbidden Forrest. Complete rubbish, however."

"Really? I don't think so," replied Albus, and he whipped around, and exited the castle. He was walking very fast for a man of his age.

"Professor," panted Professor McGonagall, running behind him, "What is this all about?"

"There have been odd goings on, and we need to stop them!" They entered Aragog's Hollow, and were stunned to see the circle of Death Eaters. Two holes in it. One, they knew of, was Frank Longbottom. But he had returned to the underworld moments before. But the other they were shocked to see.

"Miss. Granger?" asked a shocked Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, Professor?" asked the Death Eater.

"What are you doing here?"

"Helping my father, what else?"

A/n: well, that was interesting, no? So, I got no reviews for chapter 12! ( oh well, I will live, I guess...I hope that you are likeing the story! It has taken me a lot of thought! So, keep reading! If not this, read other stuff! Reading is fun! GO READ A BOOK! OR A FAN FICTION, OR WHATEVER! JUST READ! ~Shadun