Disclaimer- To own this, I'd have to spend money and get papers from J.K. and court, and I'm broke. In other words, I own nothing here, save Yitkah. She's mine.

Yitkah let the beautiful silver owl in through her window. It landed on her table and watched Yit as she pulled the thread holding a note to her leg. Yit thanked the owl and held out a treat to the bird, who nipped her affectionately on her finger before taking the treat and retreating back to the owlry.

Chami

I'm awaiting your arrival. Make sure you have your research, This book will take time. Till tomorrow, noon.

Cthulu

Good. Xentrix recieved her note. (A book is a mark, someone marked for death, And the names were given by the guild.)

Potter's Aunt and uncle had to be contacted by phone. Snape had gone to Kings crossing and all he had to do was tell them there was a huge chance Harry might die and they agreed, even to taking the owl and signing the paper and returning it to the poor bird. Weasleys parents returned the signed note and another parchment which stated if they hadn't agreed, Ron would have run off anyways. Granger's parents returned the signed parchment with a list of special rules hermione had to follow on the trip.

Snape had given Yit nearly forty pages of lists. Schedules, names, weaknesses. Yit packed these in a small bag, along with two sets of clothing, herbs and dried fruit.

Her other bag was packed with potions Snape and herself had made. Polyjuice potion was always stored in Snape's private stores, four poisons, healing potions and of course three canteens of her usual energy potion. She had signed Snape as an honorary elvin citizen of Legolas, and gave him the specialized ingredients. He was so happy to gain the knowledge of how to make it, he didn't even care at giving her the entire store of polyjuice potion.

Draco met her in the headmaster's office, and nearly died at the sight of her. She could not wear her priestess' robes out of the school, and was wearing her assassin cloths. black skin-tight pants, black poet shirt, knee- high black leather boots and an oddly grey cloak. Her braids had been pulled back, save the one for her death blows. To her people, tied back status is who is willing to pay for your head. After two or three, mostly anyone considers you too dangerous to go anywhere near. After a few moments, Harry, Ron and Hermione joined them, each with a small duffle bag.

"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. I am Yitkah Raven. A pleasure to be working with you." They each nodded, refusing to tear their eyes from Draco.

"This is a tainted mission! Draco will kill us while we're sleeping or something!" Ron blurted. Hermione and Harry just looked thoughtful.

"Mister Weasley," Yit began. " I assure you he will not. If you feel you need to back away from this mission, Please do so now. We will need to trust each other. If you can't trust him, We will all die." Ron nodded his head, than turned and walked from the room, Hermione looking sadly at his back. "Can you two learn to trust him?" Harry approached Draco.

"We all know your father is a death eater. Why are you going on this mission?" Draco thought before responding. "My father has my life in the death eaters planned out, regardless of what I wish to do with my life. Really! If you want to rebel against your father, who just had your mother killed, what better way than to kill his boss? His source of money and power?" Harry looked at him for a moment then turned towards Hermione. She lightly nodded then Harry held his hand out towards Yitkah. "It will be a pleasure to be working with you"

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