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(A/N) HOW MANY BLOODY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THAT I DON'T WELCOME FLAMES? *takes her scepter out* DEATH TO THE FLAMERS! WHERE'S MY ROYAL DRINK?

Okay, I think I calmed down a little.  Anyway, thank you to all that reviewed so far!

Queen of the Clarinets: Was that an insult to the story, or was it a compliment? As always, I'M LOST!

Chapter Fourteen: Questions and Answers

Arissa

I didn't receive an answer from my mother that night. Not that I was expecting it so soon, but it would've been nice. Simone says that I should be patient. I swear Simone has been giving me way too much advice. I know she wants to protect her "little sister," but I'm just as old as she is. We have no other siblings though, so she has to pick on me? I don't think so!

Simone and I were in the Great Hall for breakfast with the other Gryffindors the next morning.

"Are you nervous, Arissa?" Simone whispered.

I shook my head. I just wanted to hear what Mum has to say about my letter.

"Hey, Arissa! Mail's here!" Adrian declared.

As always, Mercury came in. This time, she had two letters in her beak.

"One's from Dad," Simone observed.

"I'll open that later," I told her. "Mum's letter comes first."

Dear Arissa,

I'm sorry about the Howler. Your father told me everything after I sent it.

Professor Snape is still a mean old wizard, I see. A piece of advice for you and Simone, the next time he says anything about your heritage, ignore it. Eventually, he'll stop.

Remember, you two are still pureblood Malfoys. Don't listen to what the others say.

Congratulations on the Quidditch team. You will do well!

Love, Mum

"Wow!" Simone said. "She understands."

"And she actually apologized for sending me the Howler!" I exclaimed.

"All is forgiven I take?" Jordan asked.

I nodded. Life will finally settle down.

"Arissa? Aren't you going to open the letter from your father?" Adrian asked.

I smiled. I almost forgot!

Dear Arissa,

I have a feeling that Professor Snape will still cause trouble for you. Ignore him as your mother suggests. Remember, I won't be there to bail you out the next time.

I sent an owl to both Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. I don't think their sons will bother you any longer.

I'm so proud that you and Simone are on the Quidditch team.

Love, Dad

'He's still reminding me about that,' I thought, shaking my head.

Simone read the letter over my shoulder.

"I didn't tell them about Quidditch! Did you?"

I nodded. "I sent it after you fell asleep."

"That's alright. I told them about Dumb and Dumber!" We all laughed.

"So that's the end? They'll leave you alone?" Christina asked, a weary look on her face.

"Yes!" Simone and I exclaimed.

"Come on! We have Charms in fifteen minutes!" Brice exclaimed. I swear he needs to get a life!

We all started to file out of the Hall when Christina stopped me. "Arissa, can we talk?"

"Sure, what is it?" I asked.

"I'm not sure who to tell. I have a feeling that Simone won't believe me," she said, her brown eyes welling up with tears.

Too late, Simone saw her. "Chrissy, what's wrong?"

We lead her back to the Gryffindor table since everybody left. "I had a dream last night."

"So, what's so bad about that?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Someone died. I think it was your grandmother."

"Grandma Rachel?" Simone asked, a shocked look on her face. That would be depressing if Grandma Rachel was killed.

Christina shook her head again. "It was Narcissa. Whoever killed her said they were coming after you."

"That's impossible," I said. "Lucius has the place guarded. Dad told us."

"Arissa, it's not the time to think about that. Remember, we never met Narcissa either," my sister informed me.

"Simone, it was a dream!" I exclaimed.

We both turned to Christina. "I'm usually not wrong when I dream of death. Narcissa is gone. One of you is next."

"Who is after us?" I asked.

"I think…..I think it was Lucius."

"Go figure. Arissa tells him off and now we're his next target!" Simone exclaimed.

"It's not because of Arissa. It's because of your father."

"What?" we exclaimed.

"I can't explain it. I hear the entire conversation in my dream, right before the person dies. Narcissa was in the library, talking about how much she missed Draco. Lucius snapped, because of the confrontation that happened right before you came here. He killed Narcissa. He wants revenge on his son. He knows that if he kills one of you, Draco will most likely die as well."

"It makes sense. If a child dies, you kill the parent as well," Simone said.

I stared at her, unable to say anything. "Did he say a name, Christina?" I finally asked.

She shook her head. "Only 'One of Draco's daughters will die'."

"We can't be killed!" I declared, keeping my voice down.

"All I know is this- it was a dream, but I get death dreams often enough to know that I'm not wrong."

I stared at her in disbelief. "I can't believe this. Divination is inaccurate. Everybody knows that!" Simone exclaimed. Apparently, she started to believe Christina until now.

"There's so much that you don't know, Simone!" Christina argued back.

"She's right, sis," I said gently. "What if she is right? What if one of us was killed?"

"I don't know, Arissa, because we're not going to die!"

We were interrupted by Jordan when she came back to the Great Hall. "I was wondering where you were! Come on! The bell is about to ring!"

We just shook our heads sadly and followed her to Charms.

(A/N) Well, what did you think? Death omens! Will Christina's vision become a reality? Find out in later chapters! Review! NO FLAMES! *draws out royal scepter* I'm warning you!