Chapter nine

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Ruby felt betrayed. Everything that she had believed seemed to be falling apart around her. She was scared and hurt. Why was he a Deatheater? Was she so stupid that it had been staring her in the face and she never knew it?

"I've always been the same, Ruby."

Ruby had come to a mirror on purpose, they both knew that. "What is going on," she asked in a quivering voice.

"Nothing has really changed. It's just that you have more information then before."

"I guess."

"Soon, you will be with me, and I will protect you from all your hurt."

At that moment, Ruby Kennedy could not find it in her heart to say no.

* * * The next Potions lesson was very weird. Ruby was quiet through most of it.

"What's wrong," Snape asked. Ruby hadn't expected him to ask her this question. He never seemed concerned before. She just sighed. "You usually talk through the whole class."

"Did it hurt," she blurted out.

He looked at her quizzically, "Did what hurt?"

"When you were marked, did it hurt?"

It was like there was a massive emotional explosion. No one would have been prepared for. It was good that they were the only two in there.

"You need not bring up such a subject to me, Miss Kennedy!" His voice slowly rose as he spoke.

"But, what happened?"

"That is none of your business," he yelled and Ruby cringed. "You think you are being funny, you pathetic little Gryffindor. You are just like the rest of them. You find me repulsive so you spread stories about me and falsehoods for whatever else you can make fun of me for."

"But."

"GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!"

Ruby ran out of the room, tears streaking down her cheeks. She ran to where she went the night she found out who really Tom Riddle was. She hadn't been since that night, but it was just as she had remembered it. She sat down and let the tears come. No one was here to help her, she felt completely alone.

Once her tears had dried she went down to pack somethings while everyone else went the Yule Ball. She didn't have a date, so there was no reason to go. She didn't hear the door open behind her.

"You are to wear this to the ball," said a weird looking man holding a very beautiful dress robe.

"Who are you?"

"I am the servant of the great Dark Lord. I have been sent to get you."

"I'm not going to the dance."

"It will look suspicious if you do not. You must make an appearance, his lordship has spoken."

Ruby sighed and took the outfit and changed. When she returned, the man was gone.

When she entered the great hall, it was glorious. People were dancing and the atmosphere was great. She saw the champions and their dates sitting at the front table with the teachers where she spotted Snape. He sneered at her and quickly left the table with the Headmaster from Durmstrangs.

"Ruby," Ginny ran over, "I thought you weren't coming."

"I'm not staying long. Just making an appearance."

"Oh."

Hermione ran over from dancing with Krum. "Hey, Ruby. Did you find a date or something?"

"Nope, just was told to come."

"Really," Hermione seemed to be confused. "By whom?"

"Does it really matter, I'm leaving now anyway."

"But, you just got here," Ginny said.

"Yup, and now I'm leaving." Ruby turned and headed back to the common room. She was stopped by the man out in the hall way.

"It is time, lady." It was the messenger who had given her the outfit.

"Fine, but I need to get my things."

"I have already retrieved them." He led her to the Defense against the Dark Arts classroom. There was a large, foggy mirror in the corner. A potion was brewing by the desk. Ruby looked in it and saw a thick, green liquid bubbling, along with recently added hair. Polyjuice, Ruby thought. Then she noticed Moody's magical eye in a glass on the desk.

"You.you aren't Moody."

The man laughed, "Very smart girl. To bad you weren't able to figure it out sooner." He flipped the mirror over to show a shinier side. Ruby thought about what would happen next. Part of her wanted to run out screaming her findings, but would anyone listen to her? Then it came to her. She would go to Voldemort, and act as a spy. It will be like being an actress in movie.

"Step through, Lady." And without thinking twice, Ruby Kennedy stepped through the glass.