Disclaimer: If you recognize it as someone else's, I don't own it.
A/N: I don't own Caitlin (Cati) Nuperson. I borrowed her from my sister, Lady Potter. I couldn't think of Aurors. She is a Mary-Sue but she's not my Mary-Sue for those of you who care. Then again, if you don't like Mary-Sue's you wouldn't have read this far so I guess I'll just shut up and get on with the story.
"You are certain, Wormtail?" asked Voldemort. He started pacing back and forth.
"Positive, My Lord," replied Wormtail.
"Damn. Things just never go the bad guy's way, do they?" asked Voldemort.
"It appears that way, My Lord," said Wormtail. "Maybe we should stop focusing on killing Potter and start focusing on looking for the Heir of Gryffindor."
"No!" exclaimed Voldemort. "Potter is more important right now. So what if that protection charm has been performed? I'm not going to let that stop me. The Heir of Gryffindor can wait."
"Wouldn't it be funny if they were the same person?" asked Wormtail.
"What?" asked Voldemort sounding a little confused.
"You know," said Wormtail. "If Harry was the Heir of Gryffindor. That would be funny."
Voldemort looked at Wormtail and laughed. "You're right, Wormtail. But it would never happen."
Professor Snape was hiding around the corner. H chuckled silently to himself. "Suckers," he said. He walked away and continued to contemplate on how such an oblivious person could become the most feared Dark Lord of all time.
Voldemort paced back and forth. "It's time to announce my return, Wormtail." He continued pacing. "Only a portion of the Wizarding World believes that I am back. I want to leave my mark. The Dark Mark to be exact."
"Fudge keeps insisting that you're not back," said Wormtail.
"Then we'll have to convince him," said Voldemort. "I think it's time that we think bigger. I think I'll be joining the Death Eaters on their next attack." Voldemort exited the room leaving Wormtail standing there.
Percy Weasley sat working at his desk about a week later. He had been promoted to Head of the Department after Crouch had died. It was mainly because there were only two people in his department to begin with so he got it by default. His new assistant was a hard worker that reminded him of himself. Percy was looking to expand the department, but now, even he had to admit that the Department of International Magical Cooperation wasn't the most necessary to expand. He wasn't sure whether or not to believe that Voldemort was back. Fudge insisted that he wasn't but Fudge wasn't the… no; He couldn't think of his boss like that. One thing he knew, though. He knew that if Voldemort was back, or he ever came back, he was not going to be afraid. One thing he learned from Hogwarts… one thing he learned from Professor Dumbledore… was that fear was a state worse than death. If it came to it, he would fight for His Family. His Ministry. His Life.
He looked at his watch. It was 7:00. He should have been out of there an hour ago. He stood up and started to put his work back in the drawer when he heard some screams from people outside. They must have been working late as well. He opened the door to his office and gasped at the scene in front of him.
Death Eaters were attacking the Ministry.
He pulled out his wand and began sending spells at them, but they were prepared. A Death Eater pulled a knife out of his robes and threw it. It hit its target. Percy Weasley fell and knew no more.
The Order of the Phoenix was at Hogwarts eating dinner while all this was going on. They were eating in the Meeting Room, with the exceptions of Dumbledore, Snape, Minerva, Hagrid, and Cadance because they actually worked there and were expected to dine in the Great Hall. They didn't want the students to think anything was amiss.
The bad guy alarm went off. Remus, Arabella, Mundungus Fletcher, and Moody got up and ran out. Arabella came back half-a-second later. "Anyone here who wants to help us battle evil is welcome to," she said. She ran off to get changed into her Auror's robes. When she came back, Minerva, Cadance Remus, Moody, and Mundungus were with her. They were all changed into their Auror's robes. A total of three minutes had passed.
Arthur, Bill, and Charlie had decided to come and help. Sirius wasn't allowed because of his fugitive status and Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel were too old to go off chasing bad guys. Besides, they were asleep.
So the nine Order Members apparated to the Ministry to receive their assignment only to find that half the room was blown apart. The man in charge was on the floor dead. The screams from outside the door told them that the Ministry was being attacked.
Dead bodies were lying on the ground. With wands out, The Order Members sent curses towards the Death Eaters. More Aurors were showing up, but there were more Death Eaters than Aurors.
"Check some of the bodies, Cadance!" who was pocketing her wand and using her Sorceress Powers to freeze the Death Eaters. Some of them wouldn't freeze however and she threw fireballs at them.
Charlie was all ready checking some bodies. Some were alive; just stunned. He was trying to revive them.
Cadance started to look at the bodies. She knelt down and checked one. Dead. She crawled to another and another. Dead. Dead. She got to one who was bleeding, but definitely dead. She turned him over to pull the knife that had caused the blood out of him and gasped. "Charlie! Come over here!" she screamed. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked into the face of Percy Weasley.
"Oh God," said a voice behind her. Charlie knelt down beside her. "Is he…?"
"He's dead," said Cadance as tears threatened to flow more freely. Tears were rolling down Charlie's cheeks. Cadance pulled the knife out of Percy's chest. She let it fall to the ground. She wrapped her arms around Charlie. "Oh God, Charlie. Oh my God."
"I can't believe it," said Charlie. He returned Cadance's hug. "Oh no. Dad and Bill. Don't tell them. Don't let them see. I'll find the right time to tell them."
"I won't," said Charlie letting go. "You just keep checking these bodies."
She picked the knife off of the ground and got slowly to her feet. She looked around. Minerva had frozen a few Death Eaters. One in the front was sneaking away from the group and heading down the hallway. She was this as a good opportunity to get Mr. Weasley and Bill away. "Mr. Weasley! Bill!" she called.
"We see him," answered Mr. Weasley. He and Bill stole stealthily after him.
Cadance looked at the remaining Death Eaters with hate. She held the knife up and threw it. It hit one and he fell. She used her powers to pull the knife out and threw it at another Death Eater. In total, she repeated the process 2 times before she got knocked to the floor by Remus Lupin. He fell with her.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked. But Cadance didn't hear him. Her anger was mounting and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Cadance?" asked Remus.
He got up and pulled Cadance to her feet. "What happened?" he asked. "What's the matter with you?"
"One of those bastards murdered Percy Weasley," said Cadance. She summoned the knife with her telekinetic powers and gave it to Remus. "Maybe it wasn't the best way to handle things."
"You think?" he asked sarcastically.
Mr. Weasley and Bill were, at this time, following the lone Death Eater. He opened a door that Mr. Easley knew all too well. It was the door to Fudge's office.
The Death Eater burst in. Fudge was cowering in the corner. Bill and Mr. Weasley ran in right behind the Death Eater.
His wand was pointing at Fudge. Bill and Mr. Weasley had their wands pointing at the Death Eater.
"Don't move, you slimy Death Eater," said Bill.
The Death Eater turned his head. They could not see his face just as they could not see the other Death Eaters' faces. They were covered by their hoods. The Death Eater laughed. He reached up and threw back his hood. "Voldemort," said Mr. Weasley. His eyes narrowed.
"Very good, Arthur," said Voldemort. He waved his wand at them and they went flying out the door. He waved his wand again and the door slammed shut and locked.
Voldemort turned to Fudge. "Still believe I'm not back?"
"Y-y-you're supposed to be d-dead," stammered Fudge.
"Yes, well, that's the funny thing about being dead. When you're as evil as I am, your hear hardens and you don't really live so you can't exactly be killed." Voldemort looked at his watch. "And now, since your time is up, do you have any last words?"
Fudge shook with fear and tried to buy time by mumbling incoherently.
Meanwhile, outside of the door, Bill and Mr. Weasley ran back to get the other Order Members who were present. They got them and led them back to the door before they told them that Voldemort was about to kill Fudge if he hadn't already.
Fudge, however, was very much alive on the other side of the door. Voldemort was trying to decipher what he was saying. "Maybe I should just skip the part where I give you last words and go right to the part where I kill you," sighed Voldemort.
"No!" screamed Fudge, saying the most coherent thing he's said in five minutes. "You have to give me final words! It's in the rulebook!"
"What rulebook?" asked Voldemort.
"The Bad-Guy Rulebook," said Fudge.
"Oh, what the heck. I'm going to kill you anyway. Screw the rulebook," said Voldemort. He raised his wand an was about to say those too little deadly words when, much to his surprise (not to mention Fudge's) a she-demon in neon robes swung by on a rope with a knife in her hands and killed Fudge. "Where did you come from!" exclaimed Voldemort.
The demon laughed then swung on he rope again. She and the rope disappeared mid-swing. Voldemort pocketed his wand and rubbed his temples. "Damn those radicallist Demons!" he exclaimed. "I never should have asked them to join sides with me. Now who am I going to kill?"
Then he remembered the two Weasleys that he threw outside the office. He opened the door and expected to come face to face with two Weasleys. Instead he saw a good portion of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Damn. I'm getting out of here while I'm ahead," said Voldemort. Before anyone could fire a spell at him, he disapparated.
"Well if we're not the biggest failures as Aurors," said Arabella.
"It doesn't matter. We're not meant to get Voldemort anyway. Harry is," said Cadance.
"You've already told us, Cadance," said Minerva. "But maybe the Centaurs read the stars wrong. Maybe it's just his fate; not his destiny."
"Maybe it is," said Cadance.
"Maybe it's time we go take out the rest of those Death Eaters," said Mr. Weasley.
Just then, the demon in neon robes swung into the room on a rope. They followed her.
"There's my knife," said the demon. She bent down and picked it up. Then she swung out again.
"Wow. That's a creative demon," said Cadance.
"Oh my god," said Remus. "Look."
Everyone's eye's followed his gaze to a body lying in the corner of the room.
"Fudge," said Cadance.
"Is he…" said Minerva.
Cadance walked over and knelt down beside him. "Without a doubt," she answered.
"Oh this is bad," said Mundungus Fletcher.
"Now I know we're really bad Aurors if we can't even keep a Minister of Magic alive," said Arabella.
"No," said Cadance. "We're not bad Aurors. This was not our fault. It's Fudge's own fault. If he would have listened when people told him that Voldemort was back, Aurors would have been guarding the Ministry and most of those people out there would still be alive. We are not to blame."
"Speaking of the people out there…" said Charlie.
"This is your right time to tell them?" asked Cadance.
"Dad. Bill. You better come with me. This will be easier to show you," said Charlie. He walked out of the room and Bill and Mr. Weasley followed.
"What was that about?" asked Moody.
"Percy Weasley. We found him dead," said Cadance.
Minerva's hand flew to her mouth. Everyone gasped.
"Cadance, I have a bone to pick with you," said Remus.
"I know, I know," said Cadance. "We do not kill the killers. I'll make a mental note of that for next time."
"Do you fell better now that you've taken your anger out on three Death Eaters?" asked Remus.
"Not really. I'm still upset," said Cadance.
"Should I tell Professor Snape to watch out for water bombs?" asked Minerva.
"I only did that one!" exclaimed Cadance. "Okay, twice."
Now Bill, Charlie, and Mr. Weasley came back in the room. "I've got to get home. I have to tell Molly," said Mr. Weasley.
They started walking down the hallway. "How am I going to tell the children?" asked Mr. Weasley to no one in particular.
"I'll tell them, Dad," said Charlie quietly. "I'll tell them as soon as I get back." The reached the place where most of the fighting was taking place to find that the other Aurors were just tying up a few Death Eaters. The fighting was over.
"I'll be right back," said Arabella. "I'm going to tell someone about Fudge." The others went to help the Aurors patch up the survivors, etc.
Arabella walked over to a young witch. "Cati? A word?"
The Auror turned around. "Can you believe this?" Cati asked Arabella. "Not that I'm complaining. Blasting bad guys to smithereens in unusually enjoyable."
"Well, it's about to get even more unbelievable," said Arabella. "A few of us just found Fudge dead."
Cati blinked twice. "I don't know whether to be happy that we might get a Minister that is actually competent or upset that I didn't get a chance to put in my request for a pay raise before the schmuck died."
After awhile, there was nothing more they could do. Cadance, Minerva, Charlie, and Remus apparated back to Hogwarts while everyone else apparated straight home.
Sirius, Nicholas, Perenelle, and Dumbledore were waiting for them when the four got back. "Where's everyone else?" asked Sirius fearing the worst.
"Home," said Cadance.
"Well, how did it go?" asked Dumbledore.
"Good… and not so good," replied Minerva.
"Death Eaters attacked the Ministry. Percy's dead," said Charlie.
"I'm so sorry, Charlie," said Dumbledore.
"So am I," said Charlie. He walked out of the meeting room.
Cadance was about to follow him when her uncle grabbed her arm. "Let him go," he said quietly. "Now tell me about the battle. How many are dead?"
"I don't know. Why don't you ask Cadance?" asked Remus.
"Drop it, Remus," said Cadance.
"What happened?" asked Dumbledore.
"Cadance killed three Death Eaters," said Remus
"Please tell me she didn't use an Unforgivable Curse," said Sirius.
"No, she used that wonderful skill that you allowed Pettigrew to teach her," said Remus. "'Let him teacher her how to throw knives' you said. 'It'll be a good learning experience for her' you said. Well look at what it led to," said Remus.
"Well, I didn't know that she would go crazy and start throwing knives at Death Eaters," said Sirius.
"Okay, would you two stop talking like I can't hear everything you're saying? I'm only standing right next to you," said Cadance. "But I think that those Death Eaters deserved what was coming to them."
"Cadance," said her uncle, warningly.
"I know, I know. I already got reprimanded for it by Remus," said Cadance.
"Say it with me, Cadance: Anger Management Classes," said Dumbledore.
"Hey! Percy never did a thing to those Death Eaters. It wasn't fair," said Cadance. "Oh yeah. We forgot to tell you the biggest part of tonight."
"What would that be?" asked Dumbledore.
"Voldemort was with the Death Eaters and he killed Fudge," said Cadance.
"He's dead?" asked Sirius.
"Ding dong," said Sirius.
"If you only had a brain," said Remus.
"Oh yeah? Well you're a butthead," said Sirius.
"Can we say immature?" asked Cadance.
"Immature," said Sirius.
Cadance rolled her eyes. "I'm out of here."
"Where are you going?" asked McGonagall.
"To see Jen," said Cadance.
"Why?"
"Because I need an excuse to go to the Gryffindor Common Room to see Charlie," said Cadance. She walked out of the Meeting Room, out of the Staff Room, and to Gryffindor Tower. She found Charlie sitting on the ground outside of the portrait hole. He was looking at the floor.
"I can't tell them," said Charlie without looking up. "Cadance, I can't do it."
"You have to," said Cadance.
"Will you do it?" asked Charlie.
"No. But I'll come with you. Come on," she said as she helped Charlie to his feet.
(A/N: Sorry but I can't bear to right the part where Charlie has to tell his siblings that Percy's dead. I'm sad enough about it as it is.)
Charlie left right after he told his brothers and sister about Percy. Everyone was in a solemn mood. The next morning the students received a shock. The Newspapers were delivered and then excited whispering spread throughout the Hall. On the front page of the Newspaper was:
Fudge Murdered by You-Know-WhoDuring a Death Eater attack on the Ministry last night, Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, was murdered by the Dark Lord. Various Aurors on the scene confirmed this. Aurors attacking the Death Eaters included: Alastor Moody, Catalin Nuperson, Arabella Figg, Remus Lupin, Minerva McGonagall, and Cadance Dumbledore. Five Death Eaters were killed in the attack. Their names have not been released. 15 Ministry Members, not including Fudge, were killed by Death Eaters. None of these were Aurors. It seems as if the Aurors protected themselves rather than protecting the Ministry Members. Ministry Members are beginning to wonder whether or not they are being protected by the Aurors.
No doubt that Minister Fudge would have dismissed the attack, had he not been brutally murdered. We shall see what our new Minister has to say, once he is selected.
"Who wrote this?" asked Cadance with disgust as she threw the paper down on the table.
Dumbledore looked at the bottom of the article. "Rita Skeeter."
"Really toned down for her," said Cadance.
"I better speak to the students," sighed Dumbledore. He stood up. "Can I have your attention please?"
The room grew silent quickly. "Thank you. The teachers and I will be meeting shortly to decide on a course of action as far as classes go. Please do not leave the Great Hall until then. Our Head Boy and Head Girl are in charge and will not hesitate to give detentions. This does not mean to try to get detentions." He gave Fred and George Weasley a piercing look. "Now if the teachers would please follow me we will be done as soon as possible." All of the teachers got up and walked out for their meeting. The chatter started again.
The Gryffindor Table was unusually quiet. None of the Weasleys had eaten breakfast. They just pushed food around on their plates.
The Slytherins, however, were unusually loud. They seemed angry. "I doubt that they're upset about the Ministry Members dieing," said Angelina with disgust.
"They're probably angry that five Death Eaters got killed," retorted Katie.
"50 galleons says that Cadance knocked off at least two," said Fred Weasley quietly.
"Actually, it was exactly three… right after I found Percy," said a voice as it walked by the table. The teachers had returned. Cadance stopped. "If you guys don't start eating voluntarily I'm going to forcibly shove food down your throat."
"I'd do it if I were you. She's serious," said Jen.
Cadance nodded then went back up to the Head Table and took her seat. Dumbledore stood up again. "After much deliberation, the teachers and I have come to the decision that you students are in no condition to be in class. Therefore, classes will be canceled until further notice. New rules will be strictly enforced. Anyone found outside of the castle after 7:00 pm will be punished. Any fighting between houses will also lead to immediate punishment. It is very important that the relationships between houses grow stronger in order to stand up against Voldemort." He stopped then sat back down again.
Cadance turned to him. "Where do you get all these sappy lines? You've been saying them for as long as I can remember. Do you get them out of a book or something?"
"No, he makes them up," said McGonagall.
"Right," said Cadance.
The students began to leave slowly. Most of the Gryffindors stayed. The Slytherins left more quickly then the other three houses, but a few of them stayed too. Draco Malfoy and his lackeys were among them. They walked up to the Gryffindor table.
"We heard about your brother, Weasley. Can't say that I'm surprised. He would have been stupid enough to get tangled up with Death Eaters," said Malfoy.
"Excuse me! Don't you have to go practice your Dark Arts or something?" exclaimed Ron.
"I'd watch it if I were you, Weasley. You wouldn't want to follow in your brother's footsteps," said Draco.
"Stop it, all of you!" exclaimed Ginny. "Didn't you hear what Professor Dumbledore said? We're all going to get in trouble!"
"Too late," said Jen. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape were walking over.
"What seems to be the problem here?" asked McGonagall.
"Wait," said Snape. "I'll take Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. You take the Gryffindors. We'll see if we can get information out of them separately."
"Deal," said McGonagall.
"Malfoy! Crabbe! Goyle!" exclaimed Snape. "Follow me!" He led them out of the Great Hall. He closed the door behind him.
Cadance got up and ran to the door. She put her ear to the door.
"Cadance? Honey? What are you doing?" asked Dumbledore from the Head Table.
"Shh!" said Cadance. "I think he might actually be yelling at them."
McGonagall rolled her eyes and turned to the Gryffindors. "What happened?"
"Don't worry, Professor. It won't happen again," said Jen.
"Yeah, they're getting yelled at," called Cadance. "And Minerva doesn't care whether or not your' going to do it again. She wants to now what happened."
"Malfoy started it!" exclaimed Ron.
"But what happened?" asked McGonagall. "It's a simple question and I don't know why nobody will answer it."
"Malfoy and his two lackeys came over and insulted Percy. Ron politely told him to go away and Malfoy threatened him," said Cadance with her ear still against the door.
"Now how did you know that?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"Reverse premonition. Just saw it. Now shush a second so I can listen to this once-in-a-life-time occasion," said Cadance.
McGonagall turned back to the Gryffindors. "If Cadance is right, then you have no reason to be punished but if any of you ever have any run-ins with any Slytherins ever again, you will be punished so severely…"
"Wow!" exclaimed Cadance cutting her off. "He just took 20 points off Slytherin!" Cadance looked at her watch. "On this day, March 29 at 9:30 AM, the world as we know it has just turned in the other direction."
The next few days were hard on the Weasleys. Percy's funeral was held at Hogwarts, at the same time as the other 15 Ministry Members. Fudge's was held the next day. The ceremonies were at Hogwarts but they were buried elsewhere.
Classes did start up again the day after Fudge's funeral, which the students (and Cadance) had to be forced to attend.
Cadance was glad that classes had started up again. It was something to take everyone's mind off of the Death Eater attacks. Her first class of the day went smoothly. The rest of the day was a little more eventful. She stopped a Slytherin from picking on a muggle-born Hufflepuff, vanquished two demons, and stopped Fred and George from avenging Percy by attacking what they called 'future Death Eaters' with pudding filled balloons. While she was always up for a prank, she realized that her uncle was right; the houses needed to get along better.
She was walking down the hallway when she almost ran into Jen. She began talking to her when a fireball came at them. Jen, seeing it first, pushed her arm out, fingertips facing upward. Her telekinetic powers pushed the fireball backward. A demon had thrown it and the fireball was heading back towards him. It hit its target and he burst into flames. He was reduced to ash. "Nice shootin', Tex," said Cadance. She waved her wand and cleaned up the ashes left by the demon.
"What's with these demons!" exclaimed Jen. "That's the third one today and it's not even 1 o'clock yet!"
"Third one? I've gotten two, too. That makes a total of five."
"Should we be worried?" asked Jen.
"Well," said Jen. "We don't usually get that many attacks. It can only mean one thing."
"Betty," said Jen.
"Er… right," said Cadance. "You know I wasn't serious when I told you to call him Betty."
"I don't care," said Jen.
"Back to our demonic problems," said Cadance. "The two that I vanquished were of the same type. What about you?"
"Yeah, I think so. I'm still new at this," said Jen.
"Great. It's a faction," said Cadance. "Chances are Voldemort sent the faction to get the Book of Shadows."
"The Book of Shadows? What's that?" asked Jen.
"Oh, right," said Cadance. Jen didn't know about the Book of Shadows. "Umm… It's an evil version of the Book of Light. And don't tell Uncle Albus that I told you."
"I don't think that will be necessary as I already know," said a voice behind them. They turned around to see their uncle standing behind them.
"How do you bloody do that?" asked Cadance.
"Do what?" asked Dumbledore.
"Never mind," said Cadance.
"I came to tell you that there's an upper-level demon in the dungeons," said Dumbledore. "He's big, mean, and angry and since you have the Book of Light, I couldn't vanquish it."
"Jen and I will vanquish him," said Cadance.
"Jen is not ready to handle and upper-level demon," said Dumbledore.
"Jen is ready to handle and upper-level demon," said Cadance. "She has to do it sometime. No better time like the present."
"You've only handled three yourself," argued Dumbledore.
"And I vanquished all three," said Cadance.
"Yes but 10, Aurors showed up for the first one."
"Hey! That was a bad demon. I thought I needed backup!"
"You were 14! You shouldn't have even been calling Aurors!"
"Okay," said Cadance. "I'll let you vanquish this upper-level demon while I teach Jen about them if you let us get the next one."
"Deal," said Dumbledore. Cadance pulled the Book of Light out of her bag and handed it to her uncle.
"Have fun," said Cadance. She and Jen watched their uncle walk down to the dungeons. "You know," said Cadance. "If we were really paranoid nieces we would be following him down to the dungeons secretly to make sure he didn't get killed."
"He'd kill us," said Jen.
"I know," sighed Cadance. "If I didn't have to explain demons to you right now we would so be following him."
"I know," said Jen.
"C'mon. I'll explain the whole demonic scale in my room," said Cadance. She led Jen through her Common Room into her dorm room.
"Okay," began Cadance. "There are three levels of demons: lower-level demons, demons, and upper-level demons. Lower-level demons are the factions; the ones where there are others of the same type working together to kill us. These demons only attack when an upper-level demon or, as most probable in this case, a Dark Lord tells t hem to. Demons are the ones that have specific names, one power, and is trying to kill witches and wizards so that it gets bumped to an upper-level demon by the Source of all Evil. The Source is in charge of the entire underworld and was once and upper-level demons. There have been approximately 49 different Sources in the past 1,000 years. You don't have to worry about the Source because the Source doesn't care about us. He's too busy making sure no upper-level demons gain enough power to kill him and take his place. Demons become upper-level demons by killing witches and stealing their sacred books, like our Book of Light. Now, upper-level demons, they usually don't give a crap about us. They are assigned kills by the Source and as long as we don't let them know who we really are, they won't think us a danger to them."
"Who we really are?" repeated Jen. "Who might that be?"
"Nice try, Sunshine," said Cadance. "I told you that I have some secrets that I would never tell."
"But this one directly involves me!" argued Jen.
"Not yet," said Cadance. "And let's hope it never does. As long as Voldemort doesn't find out who we really are… where we come from… it never will."
Jen saw that it was time to change the subject. "Should we be worried now? If upper-level demons are assigned kills by the Source…"
"It probably was one of those faction leaders sent by our dear friend Voldemort to see why none of the faction members has killed us yet," said Cadance.
"Why does Voldemort want us dead?" asked Jen.
"I don't know," said Cadance. Could Voldemort be trying to get to their uncle so he could kill Harry? Cadance brushed the thought off immediately. He couldn't have found out about the Timponium Charm.
"Listen, Jen," said Cadance. "Upper-level demons are dangerous. They have previous kills, and M.O.'s, and Methods of killing. If another one attacks, don't take it alone. Get help. Uncle Albus, me, Minerva; I don't care if you have to get Professor Snape to help. You just get help."
"All right, all right. Chill," said Jen. "I'm not as hot-headed as you are. I won't take it personally if one attacks. You'll think it was attacking just because it doesn't like you."
"It's a demon. I doesn't like me. It doesn't like any one good," said Cadance.
"Good point," said Jen.
"Now get out of here and go do your homework," said Cadance.
"What are you going to do?" asked Jen.
"I'm going to go be paranoid."
The next morning, breakfast started perfectly normal… normal for a Hogwarts breakfast that is. After the students left for class, a few teachers lingered. Dumbledore had excused himself at the end of breakfast. Most teachers had classes and left directly after breakfast as well. Cadance had no classes for a half-hour. McGonagall and Snape didn't have classes for a while either. They rest went off to mold the young minds of witches and wizards who probably wouldn't appreciate it until they were out of Hogwarts and in the real world.
"So how are things in that dreary world you are forced to go to every time the Dark Lord calls?" asked Cadance.
"Horrendous," said Snape.
"Voldemort must be pleased," said Cadance.
"Very."
After a few minutes had passed, Charlie Weasley entered the almost deserted Great Hall. "Good morning, Charlie!" said Cadance cheerfully. "What are you doing here?"
"It's Thursday. There's a meeting tonight, remember?" replied Charlie.
"Not really," said Cadance. But I'm sure Minerva would have reminded me about four times before dinner."
"Well, if I didn't remind you a few times you wouldn't show up. You'd probably end up sleeping on the couch while Death Eaters are attacking everywhere… no offence, Severus," said McGonagall.
"None taken," said Snape.
No sooner had the words escaped his mouth when a swirl of black light announced the inevitable upcoming presence of a Dark Lighter.
By the time the Dark Lighter had orbed in, they had their wands out.
"Good evening," said the Dark Lighter.
"It's 9 o'clock in the morning you moron," said Cadance.
"Oh, right. I forgot about the time difference," the Dark Lighter replied.
"Are you here for a reason or do you just want to show off your stupidity?" asked Cadance.
"I have a message from the Dark Lord," he said.
"Then why doesn't he deliver it himself?" asked Cadance.
"Because… because… if he delivered his own messages then he wouldn't need us Dark Lighters," he replied.
"Can we just have the message, please?" asked McGonagall.
"It's for Albus Dumbledore," said the Dark Lighter.
"We promise to give it to him," said Charlie.
"Well…" thought the Dark Lighter stupidly.
"You were in Slytherin, weren't you?" asked Cadance.
"All right, now I'm beginning to get offended," said Snape.
"Sorry," said Cadance.
"Well, I guess I can give you the message," said the Dark Lighter. "The message is: Being Potter's secret-keeper will be your end."
A/N: WHOA! That was long. You might be happy to know that I already have most of the next chapter written. EVERYONE GO READ MY SISTER LADY POTTER'S STORY. It's good and I know the ending… Mwahahahahahahahahaha! It's called This Book Belongs to… and it's the sequel to I'm a What! and you will all enjoy it. I took Cati from her story and she took Cadance from mine. Actually we prefer the term borrowed. You have to read the first one first (duh). Then when you read the sequel you'll find a hint to Cadance's future stuck right in the middle there. Enjoy!
