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Lana sat on the front garden of the house that she was renting for the summer on Privet Drive. It was unusally hot, and Lana hated this kind of hot, sticky weather. She was wearing a red short-ish skirt with a white vest top. Her long dark hair was tied back in a loose bun, high enough so that it would not fall down and irritate her neck. Lana pushed her rose- tinted sunglasses over her eyes and pulled on her half-cap. One of the things with the peak and the strap that goes around your head....Lana put her lemon flavoured ice pop in her mouth as she locked the door, both in the muggle way and the magical way. She hooked the key onto the belt hook on her skirt, and they jangled as she walked down the front garden. She sighed and looked around, thinking that Sirius would have loved the sun...although Dumbledore would probably still have him cooped up in the house...or maybe not, now that the Ministry knows that Voldemort is back...
Lana had decided for herself that she was going to do what she had done when her mother died - push it all way and have a fun day with Sirius...She had felt so alone when her mother died, so alone..But Sirius had been there for her, heping her through, he told her that he would never leave her, ever..Yet Lana knew somehow that they would be parted for many years, but it would not be his fault, although he would blame himself for it. And now it was Sirius that was dead. Lana was truly alone.
Harry had decided he was sick of wearing Dudleys cast-offs, and after the warning that Moody etc gave the Dursleys, they had gone out, with much moaning from Dudley (who they ended up buying a Playstation 2....and 4 games...) and brought Harry a few outfits that actually fitted him. Today, Harry was dressed in a pair of cream nike jogging bottoms, and a white basketball top. He had recently taken up ruffling his hair up, like his father, James Potter, had once done. This had annoyed Petunia even more, and Harry was glad of it. He was walking down the street and passed Lanas house just as she came out of it.
Lana walked over to him and fell in step as she said "Harry Potter."
Harry stopped, turned to her, expecting her eyes to flick up to his scar, but they remained locked on his eyes. Because of this, Harry asked "How do you know my name?"
"Youre the only thing people around here gossip about....So this is what the only boy I know of that goes to St Bruts school for the criminally Insane looks like." Lana raised an eyebrow "But you dont look insane to me.."
"I do NOT go there, and I am NOT - " Harry stopped as he saw that Lana was smirking and had started walking idly in front of him. "WHATS SO FUNNY?"
"No wonder the ignorant morons around here believe it when you go off like that, Harry."
Harry made a motion to take out his wand and followed Lana.
"But I.....I know better, Harry." she stopped and turned to look at him, smiling more. "Now now Harry....we both know that you cant use underage magic"
He gawped, almost dropped his wand, which he had just pulled out.
Lana stuck out her right hand. "Im Lana. Lana Madison" she said, and looked at Harry as he didnt take her hand.
"Did Voldemort send you?" Harry said, gripping his wand tightly in his right hand. This got a hollow laugh from Lana.
"Voldemort? Do I look like a lackey? Stupid? A sheep? A total fucking wanker?" Lana asked. "And besides...If I wanted to kill you, I could have done it by now..." she said with a grin.
This reaction from Lana confirmed for Harry that Lana was not from Voldemort, and besides, people from Order are guarding him day and night, and they would have spotted her before this and killed her.
"So are you some kind of spy from the Order then?" Harry asked.
Lana smiled. "Do I look old enough to be in the Order?" knowing how ironic this was, because although she looked a few years above Harry, she was really two years younger than Sirius had been when he had died. "Im 18, Harry. They tell me some stuff....Its a need-to-know basis....But I think everyone needs to know everything...but then what do they care what I think?" she said, and shrugged.
"What do you know?" he asked.
"I know that Voldemort is back. I knew he would come back...Just a matter of time. I know that people have died or been injured since he got back. Cedric Diggory being one of them...Sirius...Sirius being the other..." Lana broke off, her eyes tearing, and she blinked them away.
Harry was angry that Lana had mentioned Sirius. And also hurt that she had reminded him of Sirius. "What would you know? You didnt know Cedric, and you didnt know Sirius."
Lana looked up sharply, looking and feeling extremely hurt that Sirius had never mentioned her to his own Godson. "I know more than you think Harry" she whispered, shutting her eyes for a few seconds to regain her composure. She knew that she had told Harry too much already, but really felt that she needed to tell him most of the things...Other things, Lana was just not ready to share with anyone. She stood and looked Harry in the eye.
"Im not gonna stand and goggle and gawp and point at your scar, or giggle at you like some besotted school girl who has read about you in books. I know it pisses you off, and frankly, I dont see what the big deal is. No offence. I wont lie to you Harry, anything that you ask me I will answer. In fact, I think the more you know right now, the better. People have died becuase of secrets, and - " Lana suddenly looked as if she had a head cold. "And I want to make sure that it never happens again."
As Lana looked at Harry, she noticed, as most people do, that Harry was extremely like James. Lana frowned slightly. They said that Harry was most likely to look scruffy, and that would make him look...well, not as good looking as he is. Lana thought he was extremely good looking, like his father, James, and Lanas heart ached more, if possible, as she thought of the night when - But no...Dont think of that....ever. As Lana spoke to Harry, she knew that he got his Fathers temper, caution...and his mothers heart. Harry was not as arrogant as James...however...times were different then. There wasnt the constant threat of Voldemort hanging over James' head...
"Listen, Harry...Im living in the Muggle world because right now, I wanna escape the Wizard world....So can we maybe talk about something else?" Lana asked, picking up the pace.
////////////////////SOME PLACE NOT SO NICE\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
Voldemort sat in a broad chair, made out of solid gold, high backed, highly decorated with images of people being tortured engraved and carved into the gold. It was tall, the back of it going way above Voldemorts head. His long thin fingers on his left hand were curling around the arm of it, his wand held quite lazily in his right hand. Across the vast hall, a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange screamed in pain.
Voldemort let his wand down and Lestrange fell 10 foot from the wall he had pinned her to when he aimed Crucio at her. He let out a little laugh.
"Have you learned your lesson yet?" he hissed.
Lestrange gasped. "No my Lord, never, I should be punished for all eternity for failing you...." she looked at him, started to crawl over to him.
Voldemort considered this for a moment, raised his wand again and Lestrange cringed.
"Although..." he said, thinking, "You did kill Sirius Black....so...Thats a bonus."
"2 down, 1 to go.." Lestrange said, with a wicked grin, and then a crazed laugh. "ickle potty baby was so upsety..."
The doors to the vast hall opened and Lucius Malfoy swept in, sleek blonde hair blowing back.
"My Lord.." Lucius cast a glance at Lestrange and walked directly to the bottom of the steps leading up to Voldemorts chair, and bent down.
"What is it Lucius? Im quite busy." he indicated Lestrange, and muttered "crucio" and she screamed again, and he let her down.
"What Lestrange just said...is only partly true." Lucius said, standing up and looking at Voldemort.
"Continue..." he instructed Lucius.
"Pretty little thing," Lucius continued, with a glint in his eye, "We all thought she was dead...Goes by the name of Lana Madison."
Voldemorts eyes narrowed. "Lana Madison?" he asked, mulling the name over...Thinking that he should know the name.
"Yes my Lord, Lana Madison. Pretty little thing. Had a thing for her myself at school." Lucius cleared his throat. "Funny thing tho. She hasnt aged a day. Not since the night when..."
Voldemort had a small smile on his face. "Oh yes..I remember Lana." He looked at Lestrange. "I believe you killed her sweetheart a few weeks ago."
Lucius felt himself going a little red. He hated that Lana had picked Sirius over him, and he wanted revenge. As much as he loved his wife....He could never stop thinking of Lana. Damn that girl. She had played him, and now...She still looked as beautiful as she ever did.
"You say she hasnt aged a day?" Voldemort asked.
"Yes my Lord. She hasnt aged at all. And from what I can gather, its a bit of a shock to everyone around her that she has...woken up."
"From what you can gather?" Voldemort said, nostrils flaring. "You better be sure of your information, Lucius."
"Oh Im sure my Lord. And I must say, shes recovered pretty well from what you put her through." Lucius said, an amused grin appearing on his face.
Voldemort chuckled. "Hasnt aged a day...Nobody has heard a whisper of her since that night....then BAM....here she is..." He moved his left hand to his chin. "This is going to take some work..."
"Whatever I can do, my Lord, to make up for failing you, anything at all, I will lay down my life" came Lestranges voice.
"Yes, I think you should" Voldemort said. He turned back to Lucius. "Lana was powerful then...And as we dont truly know where she has been for the past 15 years, or what she has been doing, or why she has never aged...We should step carefully. She killed 7 Death Eaters last time...4 of them were powerful men, strong men, and intelligent. And she was just 18 when she did all of that."
Voldemort stood up and walked slowly down the steps. Lucius bowed as Voldemort got closer.
"I think someone should go and...talk to her." Voldemort suggested, looking between Lestrange and Lucius. "You both seem to have a personal intrest in this..." He looked at Lestrange "You just because you are vicious...You killed her mother all those years ago...You were by my side when you killed two of her best friends....You killed her lover..." he looked at Lucius "And you..." Voldemort chuckled. "Petty revenge for something that she did...and something that she didnt do."
Lestrange had now crawled over to Voldemort and was kissing the bottom of his robes. "Anything you want Master, anything you tell us, anything at all...My Lord.."
"I should such high hopes for Lana...she was truly brilliant..." Voldemort muttered, half in thought. Then he stopped.
Voldemort looked at Lestrange.
"Not you. Stay away from Lana." he turned to Lucius. "You. Go talk to her. Just...talk."
~*~*~*~*~*~BACK IN LONDON~*~*~*~*~*~
Lana and Harry sat out in the sun outside a well known coffee chain called Starbucks.
Lana sipped at her caramel macchiata, and Harry just had a plain coffee.
"So whats it like living with Muggles?" Lana asked Harry. "Id except its really strange"
"I hate it. I hate the Dursleys. For years they tried to tell me that my scar was a result of the car crash that killed my parents," he explained, while Lana laughed.
"Like a car crash could kill Lil and James" Lana said, rolling her eyes.
"Thats what everybody says...Everybody that knew them..Did you know them Lana?" Harry asked, noting the casual way she said "Lil".
Lana squinted in the sunlight and looked at Harry. "My parents knew your parents, Harry." Lana said, lying her ass off.
"Oh...." he said. "That was a stupid question anyway, youre only 18, how could you know them?...." Harry trailed off.
Lana took a long drink of her coffee and avoided looking at Harry. She wanted to tell him everything he wanted to know about his parents, but knew she couldnt.
Something suddenly occured to Harry. "If youre just three years older than me, why did I never see you at Hogwarts?" he asked.
Lana shifted uncomfortably in her seat, thinking of a comeback. "Harry....I did tell you that I didnt want to talk or even think about the wizarding world today..."
"Oh...sorry" he muttered, finishing his coffee. Looking up, he spotted Dudley and Polkiss coming towards him, "Oh bloody hell" he said, standing up.
"What?" Lana said, standing up with Harry.
"Thats my cousin...Dudley..the big blonde one...and the ratty faced one, thats Polkiss..." Harry said, pointing at them.
Lana looked at the slight bruise on Polkiss jaw. "Nice shiner...." Lana said admiringly, remembering the time in Hogwarts when she smacked Lucius...but better to not think of Lucius...probably out there torturing someone right now...
"Ooooooo look" came Dudleys voice as he sauntered over. "Potters got himself a girlfriend"
Lana smirked at Harry, who didnt look so happy. "Hey Dudley" she said, walking over to meet him. "Or is it....ickly diddykins as I heard your mum call you the other day?"
Dudley went bright red and Harry roared with laughter. "You wanna tell your girlfriend to shut up Harry, I dont care if she is a girl, I'll hit her anyway"
"Whats a good looking girl like you doing with Harry anyway?" Polkiss asked, stepping forward. "You want a boyfriend....Im available" he grinned, and Lana frowned.
"Thanks....I think..." Lana said, and dropped some money on the floor on purpose. "Oops" she said, bending down to pick it up, giving Polkiss and Dudley an eyeful down her top. She smiled as she straightned herself up. "Well...see you later" and she walked over to Harry, took his arm and pulled him, with some force, down the street.
Harry was ranting to Lana about Dudley and Polkiss and shrugged her hand off his arm as they turned the corner and started walking back towards Privet Drive.
"I cant believe Dudley threatened to hit a girl, hes a bloody boxing champion, you cant go around hitting girls anyway, hes such an asshole."
Lana stopped at the corner of Privet Drive, and studied Harry. "You know what your problem is Harry?"
"Um, let me think, Voldemort, Dudley, - " but Lana interrupted him.
"No no, I meant that you dont know how to - chill the fuck out." Lana said, grinning at him. "Listen...Do you think you could manage to sneak out of the house tonight?"
"Why? I dont think I should be anyway." Harry said
"Whats the matter? You scared of getting caught?" she asked, teasing him.
"By the Dursleys? No. They dont even notice me when Im the room anyway. By Voldemort? Yeah...kind of"
"Youre scared of Voldemort...thats smart. But dont worry about him...I dont think he'll send anyone where Im gonna take you."
"I dont have any Muggle money, Lana"
"So? I have plenty..." Lana smirked. "Meet me outside your house at..half 9. Oh, and, if you can...wear jeans. Something...decent-ish..." and with that, Lana walked up the front garden, deaf to Harrys shouts.
~*~*~*~*~*~LATER THAT NIGHT~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry was in his bedroom, looking in the mirror at his oversize, baggy jeans. At least the basketball top he was wearing wasnt too bad...Harry went to flatten his hair, then ruffled it instead. Harry figured if he couldnt flatten it, which he couldnt, he should just do what his dad used to do - make it even messier so its looks better. The Dursleys never came into Harrys room, so he wasnt bothered about them coming in and seeing that he wasnt there, but he shoved a pillow and messed up his covers a little. As for if the Order was still watching, which he knew they were, as he had saw Tonks in the park the other day. Harry was extremely annoyed, if they were gonna spy on him, they should at least do it to his face and not try and hide from him. Besides, Harry liked company from the Wizarding World. It had shocked him when he realised that hed never asked where his parents were buried before, seeing as Harry knew that Avada Kedavra didnt blow them to smithereens.
If they saw him with Lana today, which they probably had, they would know that Lana and him were gonna go out somewhere that night. Should he trust Lana? He didnt know, but again, someone from the Order was here constantly, and they would have intercepted. And besides....she was pretty cool. Although she didnt like talking about the Wizarding World much, Harry had to admit it...Lana was right. Sometimes it is good to just take a day off and not think about it. Harry didnt think Sirius would want him to be all moping around...But Harry would never know the answer to that. Harry looked at the clock and saw that it was half 8...He thought he should take his clothes off and just put pyjamas on till about quater past nine.
****LANAS PLACE****
Lana was in the shower as Harry changed into his pyjamas. She finished washing the conditioner out of her hair. "Muggle world has a lot of sucky things....Power showers...not one of em" she said to herself. She looked up and put her face under the downpour, wincing at the hotness and with the heavyness as it beat down on her. Tears threatend, but she wouldnt let them come. Tonights about bonding with my Godson...although he doesnt know it, and I am more like a friend...Oh well. Thats what Im here for ...Tonights for not looking at the bigger picture, not looking for repercussions of her actions.
Lana let the last of the bubbles fall from her hair and body, then turned the shower off. Stepping out onto the bath mat, she grabbed a white towel and tied it around her, not happy that you could almost see her ass in it, but figured well theres no-one else here but me. Lana twisted her hair, squeezing excess water from it and left it. Not supposed to brush it when its wet. Lana sighed as it fell forward into her eyes as she brushed her teeth. Lana spat the water and toothpaste into the sink, washed it down. She grinned a toothy grin into the mirror, then, tightening the towel, she walked out of the bathroom and down the hall.
Before she even got halfway to her room, she knew there was someone there. She hadnt bothered to put any spells on the house, and had told the Order not to bother, in case they ever needed to apparate or anything. Lana, thinking it was Lupin or maybe even Harry, picked up the pace slightly, and as she got closer, she got a bigger sense of foreboding. She walked into her bedroom, dressed in a black robe, stood Lucius Malfoy.
He couldnt help but stare at Lana. Her beautiful legs, glistening with water, her long dark hair wet and hanging in her face....She was hot. The look on her face couldnt have contrasted more. Hate, anger, tinged with an extreme sadness and a slight glint in her eyes that he couldnt tell if it was lustful or psychotic. He guessed the latter, seeing as it was a good 15 years since theyd fucked, and hed gotten older, was 36 now.
"Still as beautiful as ever, arent we Lana?" he said, taking a step towards her.
Lana took one back. "Still as Death Eater-y as ever arent we Lucius?" Lana said, admiring the way that Lucius had kept himself looking young...still, he hadnt been in Azkaban.
Her heart was pounding....This situation was the worst she could possible be in. She was butt naked, save a little bit of towel, she was in her bedroom, facing a Death Eater, one that she had screwed a few times and played with to get information about Voldemort, with no wand, nothing to speak of to defend herself with....but the worst thing was that they were on Harrys street. He lived a few doors down....what if Lucius is just a decoy and Voldemorts there now, murdering Harry?!!? She promised Sirius...
Lucius bit his lip and looked at Lana, admiring her every curve.
"Listen, if were gonna fight, can we get right to it, cos you caught me at kind of a bad time..you know, with the towel and everything" Lana demanded, her left hand on her hip.
Lucius let out a low laugh that sent shivers down Lanas back. He stepped closer to Lana and she found herself backed into a wall.
"Look at you...all growed up..." Lana said, "And still cant get over me, can you Lucius? Not like you ever really had me anyway, is it?" she asked, looking up at him as he backed her into a wall, leaning close to her.
"Oh...I had you Lana" Lucius whispered...with emphasis on "had".
"Dont fool yourself, Lucius" Lana said quietly, her voice shaking. "I used you...played you..." she laughed slightly, reaching up to Lucius, grabbing his cheeks in her right hand and tip-toing slightly..."And you fell for it, Lucius..every word, every movement..all fake. All a game...." she leaned closer, almost kissing him, whispered in his ear. "Oh Lucius...always your biggest weakness...". Then Lana ran her hand down his chest, and shoved him backwards.
"Fucking tease" Lucius said. "For all your games....It still didnt save Lily and James did it?" he smirked at her.
Lana shook with anger. "No it didnt....But it saved Harry. And thats good enough for me."
"Didnt save Sirius tho did it? He got thrown in Azkaban..." Lucius had finally gone too far. Lana walked over and slapped him around the face, hard, leaving a hand print across his face.
"Dont you ever mention his name to me again, Lucius" Lana said, her voice shaking with anger, and she had no idea how she kept it steady. "Sirius went to Azkaban for something he didnt do....and you stayed out, for all the terrible things you did do."
Lucius put a hand to his face and stared at her. He laughed again.
"Youll pay for your crimes one day Lucius..."
"My crimes?" he asked, mocking her. "You might call them crimes, Lana...but I call them victories."
"Victories..thats intresting. Then if you are so proud...why didnt you admit to them like that fucking insane bitch Lestrange?" Lana asked, now not scared, just angry, and hurt, and disgusted that she had ever slept with Lucius. She walked around the other side of the room and opened her wardrobe.
"Oh yes, Lestrange is insane...But you know Im not, Lana...Speaking of Lestrange...I believe I have her to congratulate for killing Sirius."
Lana was shaking terribly now with anger as she slammed the wardrobe doors shut. Lana turned and looked at Lucius, who was standing right opposite her, about 7 feet away. She made to go towards him, and he whipped out is wand.
"Now now Lana...that slap...was the first and last time youll get away with anything like that" he said, pointing his wand straight at her.
Lana spread her arms wide open and said "Take your best shot." knowing full well that he could kill her in an instant...but she didnt care..she wanted to be with Sirius.
"Besides" Lucius said, putting his wand away. "I dont want to fight. I came here to talk."
Lana was visibly shocked. "Talk?"
"Yes. The Lord says - "
Lana laughed. "The Lord? I wouldnt exactly call Voldemort a Lord."
"Hm, I guess its a good job He did send me...Lestrange wouldnt have liked that you dared say his name out loud like that, and with such disrespect." Lucius tutted, shaking a finger at her.
Lana smirked and opened the door to her wardrobe again. "Are you threatening me, Lucius?" she asked, amused.
"No, Lana...just warning you that you might not as lucky as for Him to send me next time."
"Yeah, he'll probably send Snape..." Lana said, flicking through her wardrobe. "Or maybe Pettigrew...." she laughed.
Lucius face clouded over. "You think you could defeat them?"
"Snape doesnt scare me. James and Sirius used to bully him at school...And as for Pettigrew..." Lanas voice was filled with venom. "Id kill him before he had the chance to speak.." Lana stepped behind the doors, out of Lucius' sight, and dropped her towel.
Lucius saw the towel drop and his eyes wandered, and he shifted on his feet, trying to see, when the wardrobe door slammed shut, and Lana stood there, in a black bra and thong.
"Or maybe...Voldemort could send...Chatsworth....or Clumber...or McKinney....or Welbeck....or King...or Winters....or Malfoy..you know, youre brother..." Lana mocked thinking, knowing she was making Lucius uncomfortable. "But wait - oh, what a shame..." she sighed. "I killed them....Guess thats them out of the running then." Lana smirked.
"Hmmm, yes you did..." Lucius said. "You know, maybe I should just kill you."
Lana pouted. "Thats a bit of an anti-climax isnt it Lucius? I thought you came to talk...I thought we were gonna talk..." she said, as she walked over to Lucius slowly.
"But no, wait..Being alive is torture enough for you. You couldnt save Lily and James....then you couldnt even save Sirius....and you wont be able to save Remus or Harry....I guess just existing now that Sirius has gone is torture enough for you."
Lana stopped in her tracks, and for one awful moment, she thought that they were both dead.
Seeing the look on her face brought pleasure to Lucius....and, oddly, he pitied her slightly. "Dont worry....theyre safe...for now."
"You even look at Harry, and I'll kill you too." Lana said, clenching her fists.
"Tut tut Lana. What about Remus?"
"Same goes. But he can handle himself agains you. He killed...what...4 Death Eaters?....and Im guessing....with me around again...A lot more are gonna die. And you really dont wanna get in my way when I get hold of Lestrange." Lana said dangerously, now right in front of Lucius.
Shed make a really good Death Eater, Lucius thought. Ruthless, cunning...and hot as hell. Which is a lot more than Lestrange or any other woman..."Speaking of Sirius." Lucius said. "Think of all those years you spent apart...all those years he spent in Azkaban...the two years he was free...all wasted because you werent together... Well what if I could give it back to you Lana? What if I could take all the pain and make it...disappear?"
Lana raised an eyebrow, mildy intrested.
"What if I could give all those years back to you...You and Sirius together..." he continued.
Lana frowned. "You dont have that kind of power and you know it."
"True..I dont. But my Lord does."
Lana rolled her eyes and walked over to the other wardrobe and opened the door. "Please. Do you really think Id go for that?"
"Well I dont know what youd go for Lana..." he said, watching her as she pulled on a pair of black trousers, with a gold spiralling all the way down them, and a gold halter neck.
"Not you, Lucius" as she walked over and grabbed her wand, muttered a spell and her hair was perfectly long and dry and curly. "You obviously havent come here to torture, maim or kill me, or you wouldnt have let me grab my wand,"
Lucius nodded, looking at Lana, wanting to just grab her and kiss her, or grab her and slap her. One or the other. But he didnt. All these years, and just when Voldemorts back, Lucius' one weakness re-appears. Also shes one of Voldemorts biggest weaknesses.
"Dont even think about it" Lana said sharply, aiming her wand at Lucius "I know what youre thinking. Now, if youll excuse me, I am going out."
Lana sat on the front garden of the house that she was renting for the summer on Privet Drive. It was unusally hot, and Lana hated this kind of hot, sticky weather. She was wearing a red short-ish skirt with a white vest top. Her long dark hair was tied back in a loose bun, high enough so that it would not fall down and irritate her neck. Lana pushed her rose- tinted sunglasses over her eyes and pulled on her half-cap. One of the things with the peak and the strap that goes around your head....Lana put her lemon flavoured ice pop in her mouth as she locked the door, both in the muggle way and the magical way. She hooked the key onto the belt hook on her skirt, and they jangled as she walked down the front garden. She sighed and looked around, thinking that Sirius would have loved the sun...although Dumbledore would probably still have him cooped up in the house...or maybe not, now that the Ministry knows that Voldemort is back...
Lana had decided for herself that she was going to do what she had done when her mother died - push it all way and have a fun day with Sirius...She had felt so alone when her mother died, so alone..But Sirius had been there for her, heping her through, he told her that he would never leave her, ever..Yet Lana knew somehow that they would be parted for many years, but it would not be his fault, although he would blame himself for it. And now it was Sirius that was dead. Lana was truly alone.
Harry had decided he was sick of wearing Dudleys cast-offs, and after the warning that Moody etc gave the Dursleys, they had gone out, with much moaning from Dudley (who they ended up buying a Playstation 2....and 4 games...) and brought Harry a few outfits that actually fitted him. Today, Harry was dressed in a pair of cream nike jogging bottoms, and a white basketball top. He had recently taken up ruffling his hair up, like his father, James Potter, had once done. This had annoyed Petunia even more, and Harry was glad of it. He was walking down the street and passed Lanas house just as she came out of it.
Lana walked over to him and fell in step as she said "Harry Potter."
Harry stopped, turned to her, expecting her eyes to flick up to his scar, but they remained locked on his eyes. Because of this, Harry asked "How do you know my name?"
"Youre the only thing people around here gossip about....So this is what the only boy I know of that goes to St Bruts school for the criminally Insane looks like." Lana raised an eyebrow "But you dont look insane to me.."
"I do NOT go there, and I am NOT - " Harry stopped as he saw that Lana was smirking and had started walking idly in front of him. "WHATS SO FUNNY?"
"No wonder the ignorant morons around here believe it when you go off like that, Harry."
Harry made a motion to take out his wand and followed Lana.
"But I.....I know better, Harry." she stopped and turned to look at him, smiling more. "Now now Harry....we both know that you cant use underage magic"
He gawped, almost dropped his wand, which he had just pulled out.
Lana stuck out her right hand. "Im Lana. Lana Madison" she said, and looked at Harry as he didnt take her hand.
"Did Voldemort send you?" Harry said, gripping his wand tightly in his right hand. This got a hollow laugh from Lana.
"Voldemort? Do I look like a lackey? Stupid? A sheep? A total fucking wanker?" Lana asked. "And besides...If I wanted to kill you, I could have done it by now..." she said with a grin.
This reaction from Lana confirmed for Harry that Lana was not from Voldemort, and besides, people from Order are guarding him day and night, and they would have spotted her before this and killed her.
"So are you some kind of spy from the Order then?" Harry asked.
Lana smiled. "Do I look old enough to be in the Order?" knowing how ironic this was, because although she looked a few years above Harry, she was really two years younger than Sirius had been when he had died. "Im 18, Harry. They tell me some stuff....Its a need-to-know basis....But I think everyone needs to know everything...but then what do they care what I think?" she said, and shrugged.
"What do you know?" he asked.
"I know that Voldemort is back. I knew he would come back...Just a matter of time. I know that people have died or been injured since he got back. Cedric Diggory being one of them...Sirius...Sirius being the other..." Lana broke off, her eyes tearing, and she blinked them away.
Harry was angry that Lana had mentioned Sirius. And also hurt that she had reminded him of Sirius. "What would you know? You didnt know Cedric, and you didnt know Sirius."
Lana looked up sharply, looking and feeling extremely hurt that Sirius had never mentioned her to his own Godson. "I know more than you think Harry" she whispered, shutting her eyes for a few seconds to regain her composure. She knew that she had told Harry too much already, but really felt that she needed to tell him most of the things...Other things, Lana was just not ready to share with anyone. She stood and looked Harry in the eye.
"Im not gonna stand and goggle and gawp and point at your scar, or giggle at you like some besotted school girl who has read about you in books. I know it pisses you off, and frankly, I dont see what the big deal is. No offence. I wont lie to you Harry, anything that you ask me I will answer. In fact, I think the more you know right now, the better. People have died becuase of secrets, and - " Lana suddenly looked as if she had a head cold. "And I want to make sure that it never happens again."
As Lana looked at Harry, she noticed, as most people do, that Harry was extremely like James. Lana frowned slightly. They said that Harry was most likely to look scruffy, and that would make him look...well, not as good looking as he is. Lana thought he was extremely good looking, like his father, James, and Lanas heart ached more, if possible, as she thought of the night when - But no...Dont think of that....ever. As Lana spoke to Harry, she knew that he got his Fathers temper, caution...and his mothers heart. Harry was not as arrogant as James...however...times were different then. There wasnt the constant threat of Voldemort hanging over James' head...
"Listen, Harry...Im living in the Muggle world because right now, I wanna escape the Wizard world....So can we maybe talk about something else?" Lana asked, picking up the pace.
////////////////////SOME PLACE NOT SO NICE\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
Voldemort sat in a broad chair, made out of solid gold, high backed, highly decorated with images of people being tortured engraved and carved into the gold. It was tall, the back of it going way above Voldemorts head. His long thin fingers on his left hand were curling around the arm of it, his wand held quite lazily in his right hand. Across the vast hall, a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange screamed in pain.
Voldemort let his wand down and Lestrange fell 10 foot from the wall he had pinned her to when he aimed Crucio at her. He let out a little laugh.
"Have you learned your lesson yet?" he hissed.
Lestrange gasped. "No my Lord, never, I should be punished for all eternity for failing you...." she looked at him, started to crawl over to him.
Voldemort considered this for a moment, raised his wand again and Lestrange cringed.
"Although..." he said, thinking, "You did kill Sirius Black....so...Thats a bonus."
"2 down, 1 to go.." Lestrange said, with a wicked grin, and then a crazed laugh. "ickle potty baby was so upsety..."
The doors to the vast hall opened and Lucius Malfoy swept in, sleek blonde hair blowing back.
"My Lord.." Lucius cast a glance at Lestrange and walked directly to the bottom of the steps leading up to Voldemorts chair, and bent down.
"What is it Lucius? Im quite busy." he indicated Lestrange, and muttered "crucio" and she screamed again, and he let her down.
"What Lestrange just said...is only partly true." Lucius said, standing up and looking at Voldemort.
"Continue..." he instructed Lucius.
"Pretty little thing," Lucius continued, with a glint in his eye, "We all thought she was dead...Goes by the name of Lana Madison."
Voldemorts eyes narrowed. "Lana Madison?" he asked, mulling the name over...Thinking that he should know the name.
"Yes my Lord, Lana Madison. Pretty little thing. Had a thing for her myself at school." Lucius cleared his throat. "Funny thing tho. She hasnt aged a day. Not since the night when..."
Voldemort had a small smile on his face. "Oh yes..I remember Lana." He looked at Lestrange. "I believe you killed her sweetheart a few weeks ago."
Lucius felt himself going a little red. He hated that Lana had picked Sirius over him, and he wanted revenge. As much as he loved his wife....He could never stop thinking of Lana. Damn that girl. She had played him, and now...She still looked as beautiful as she ever did.
"You say she hasnt aged a day?" Voldemort asked.
"Yes my Lord. She hasnt aged at all. And from what I can gather, its a bit of a shock to everyone around her that she has...woken up."
"From what you can gather?" Voldemort said, nostrils flaring. "You better be sure of your information, Lucius."
"Oh Im sure my Lord. And I must say, shes recovered pretty well from what you put her through." Lucius said, an amused grin appearing on his face.
Voldemort chuckled. "Hasnt aged a day...Nobody has heard a whisper of her since that night....then BAM....here she is..." He moved his left hand to his chin. "This is going to take some work..."
"Whatever I can do, my Lord, to make up for failing you, anything at all, I will lay down my life" came Lestranges voice.
"Yes, I think you should" Voldemort said. He turned back to Lucius. "Lana was powerful then...And as we dont truly know where she has been for the past 15 years, or what she has been doing, or why she has never aged...We should step carefully. She killed 7 Death Eaters last time...4 of them were powerful men, strong men, and intelligent. And she was just 18 when she did all of that."
Voldemort stood up and walked slowly down the steps. Lucius bowed as Voldemort got closer.
"I think someone should go and...talk to her." Voldemort suggested, looking between Lestrange and Lucius. "You both seem to have a personal intrest in this..." He looked at Lestrange "You just because you are vicious...You killed her mother all those years ago...You were by my side when you killed two of her best friends....You killed her lover..." he looked at Lucius "And you..." Voldemort chuckled. "Petty revenge for something that she did...and something that she didnt do."
Lestrange had now crawled over to Voldemort and was kissing the bottom of his robes. "Anything you want Master, anything you tell us, anything at all...My Lord.."
"I should such high hopes for Lana...she was truly brilliant..." Voldemort muttered, half in thought. Then he stopped.
Voldemort looked at Lestrange.
"Not you. Stay away from Lana." he turned to Lucius. "You. Go talk to her. Just...talk."
~*~*~*~*~*~BACK IN LONDON~*~*~*~*~*~
Lana and Harry sat out in the sun outside a well known coffee chain called Starbucks.
Lana sipped at her caramel macchiata, and Harry just had a plain coffee.
"So whats it like living with Muggles?" Lana asked Harry. "Id except its really strange"
"I hate it. I hate the Dursleys. For years they tried to tell me that my scar was a result of the car crash that killed my parents," he explained, while Lana laughed.
"Like a car crash could kill Lil and James" Lana said, rolling her eyes.
"Thats what everybody says...Everybody that knew them..Did you know them Lana?" Harry asked, noting the casual way she said "Lil".
Lana squinted in the sunlight and looked at Harry. "My parents knew your parents, Harry." Lana said, lying her ass off.
"Oh...." he said. "That was a stupid question anyway, youre only 18, how could you know them?...." Harry trailed off.
Lana took a long drink of her coffee and avoided looking at Harry. She wanted to tell him everything he wanted to know about his parents, but knew she couldnt.
Something suddenly occured to Harry. "If youre just three years older than me, why did I never see you at Hogwarts?" he asked.
Lana shifted uncomfortably in her seat, thinking of a comeback. "Harry....I did tell you that I didnt want to talk or even think about the wizarding world today..."
"Oh...sorry" he muttered, finishing his coffee. Looking up, he spotted Dudley and Polkiss coming towards him, "Oh bloody hell" he said, standing up.
"What?" Lana said, standing up with Harry.
"Thats my cousin...Dudley..the big blonde one...and the ratty faced one, thats Polkiss..." Harry said, pointing at them.
Lana looked at the slight bruise on Polkiss jaw. "Nice shiner...." Lana said admiringly, remembering the time in Hogwarts when she smacked Lucius...but better to not think of Lucius...probably out there torturing someone right now...
"Ooooooo look" came Dudleys voice as he sauntered over. "Potters got himself a girlfriend"
Lana smirked at Harry, who didnt look so happy. "Hey Dudley" she said, walking over to meet him. "Or is it....ickly diddykins as I heard your mum call you the other day?"
Dudley went bright red and Harry roared with laughter. "You wanna tell your girlfriend to shut up Harry, I dont care if she is a girl, I'll hit her anyway"
"Whats a good looking girl like you doing with Harry anyway?" Polkiss asked, stepping forward. "You want a boyfriend....Im available" he grinned, and Lana frowned.
"Thanks....I think..." Lana said, and dropped some money on the floor on purpose. "Oops" she said, bending down to pick it up, giving Polkiss and Dudley an eyeful down her top. She smiled as she straightned herself up. "Well...see you later" and she walked over to Harry, took his arm and pulled him, with some force, down the street.
Harry was ranting to Lana about Dudley and Polkiss and shrugged her hand off his arm as they turned the corner and started walking back towards Privet Drive.
"I cant believe Dudley threatened to hit a girl, hes a bloody boxing champion, you cant go around hitting girls anyway, hes such an asshole."
Lana stopped at the corner of Privet Drive, and studied Harry. "You know what your problem is Harry?"
"Um, let me think, Voldemort, Dudley, - " but Lana interrupted him.
"No no, I meant that you dont know how to - chill the fuck out." Lana said, grinning at him. "Listen...Do you think you could manage to sneak out of the house tonight?"
"Why? I dont think I should be anyway." Harry said
"Whats the matter? You scared of getting caught?" she asked, teasing him.
"By the Dursleys? No. They dont even notice me when Im the room anyway. By Voldemort? Yeah...kind of"
"Youre scared of Voldemort...thats smart. But dont worry about him...I dont think he'll send anyone where Im gonna take you."
"I dont have any Muggle money, Lana"
"So? I have plenty..." Lana smirked. "Meet me outside your house at..half 9. Oh, and, if you can...wear jeans. Something...decent-ish..." and with that, Lana walked up the front garden, deaf to Harrys shouts.
~*~*~*~*~*~LATER THAT NIGHT~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry was in his bedroom, looking in the mirror at his oversize, baggy jeans. At least the basketball top he was wearing wasnt too bad...Harry went to flatten his hair, then ruffled it instead. Harry figured if he couldnt flatten it, which he couldnt, he should just do what his dad used to do - make it even messier so its looks better. The Dursleys never came into Harrys room, so he wasnt bothered about them coming in and seeing that he wasnt there, but he shoved a pillow and messed up his covers a little. As for if the Order was still watching, which he knew they were, as he had saw Tonks in the park the other day. Harry was extremely annoyed, if they were gonna spy on him, they should at least do it to his face and not try and hide from him. Besides, Harry liked company from the Wizarding World. It had shocked him when he realised that hed never asked where his parents were buried before, seeing as Harry knew that Avada Kedavra didnt blow them to smithereens.
If they saw him with Lana today, which they probably had, they would know that Lana and him were gonna go out somewhere that night. Should he trust Lana? He didnt know, but again, someone from the Order was here constantly, and they would have intercepted. And besides....she was pretty cool. Although she didnt like talking about the Wizarding World much, Harry had to admit it...Lana was right. Sometimes it is good to just take a day off and not think about it. Harry didnt think Sirius would want him to be all moping around...But Harry would never know the answer to that. Harry looked at the clock and saw that it was half 8...He thought he should take his clothes off and just put pyjamas on till about quater past nine.
****LANAS PLACE****
Lana was in the shower as Harry changed into his pyjamas. She finished washing the conditioner out of her hair. "Muggle world has a lot of sucky things....Power showers...not one of em" she said to herself. She looked up and put her face under the downpour, wincing at the hotness and with the heavyness as it beat down on her. Tears threatend, but she wouldnt let them come. Tonights about bonding with my Godson...although he doesnt know it, and I am more like a friend...Oh well. Thats what Im here for ...Tonights for not looking at the bigger picture, not looking for repercussions of her actions.
Lana let the last of the bubbles fall from her hair and body, then turned the shower off. Stepping out onto the bath mat, she grabbed a white towel and tied it around her, not happy that you could almost see her ass in it, but figured well theres no-one else here but me. Lana twisted her hair, squeezing excess water from it and left it. Not supposed to brush it when its wet. Lana sighed as it fell forward into her eyes as she brushed her teeth. Lana spat the water and toothpaste into the sink, washed it down. She grinned a toothy grin into the mirror, then, tightening the towel, she walked out of the bathroom and down the hall.
Before she even got halfway to her room, she knew there was someone there. She hadnt bothered to put any spells on the house, and had told the Order not to bother, in case they ever needed to apparate or anything. Lana, thinking it was Lupin or maybe even Harry, picked up the pace slightly, and as she got closer, she got a bigger sense of foreboding. She walked into her bedroom, dressed in a black robe, stood Lucius Malfoy.
He couldnt help but stare at Lana. Her beautiful legs, glistening with water, her long dark hair wet and hanging in her face....She was hot. The look on her face couldnt have contrasted more. Hate, anger, tinged with an extreme sadness and a slight glint in her eyes that he couldnt tell if it was lustful or psychotic. He guessed the latter, seeing as it was a good 15 years since theyd fucked, and hed gotten older, was 36 now.
"Still as beautiful as ever, arent we Lana?" he said, taking a step towards her.
Lana took one back. "Still as Death Eater-y as ever arent we Lucius?" Lana said, admiring the way that Lucius had kept himself looking young...still, he hadnt been in Azkaban.
Her heart was pounding....This situation was the worst she could possible be in. She was butt naked, save a little bit of towel, she was in her bedroom, facing a Death Eater, one that she had screwed a few times and played with to get information about Voldemort, with no wand, nothing to speak of to defend herself with....but the worst thing was that they were on Harrys street. He lived a few doors down....what if Lucius is just a decoy and Voldemorts there now, murdering Harry?!!? She promised Sirius...
Lucius bit his lip and looked at Lana, admiring her every curve.
"Listen, if were gonna fight, can we get right to it, cos you caught me at kind of a bad time..you know, with the towel and everything" Lana demanded, her left hand on her hip.
Lucius let out a low laugh that sent shivers down Lanas back. He stepped closer to Lana and she found herself backed into a wall.
"Look at you...all growed up..." Lana said, "And still cant get over me, can you Lucius? Not like you ever really had me anyway, is it?" she asked, looking up at him as he backed her into a wall, leaning close to her.
"Oh...I had you Lana" Lucius whispered...with emphasis on "had".
"Dont fool yourself, Lucius" Lana said quietly, her voice shaking. "I used you...played you..." she laughed slightly, reaching up to Lucius, grabbing his cheeks in her right hand and tip-toing slightly..."And you fell for it, Lucius..every word, every movement..all fake. All a game...." she leaned closer, almost kissing him, whispered in his ear. "Oh Lucius...always your biggest weakness...". Then Lana ran her hand down his chest, and shoved him backwards.
"Fucking tease" Lucius said. "For all your games....It still didnt save Lily and James did it?" he smirked at her.
Lana shook with anger. "No it didnt....But it saved Harry. And thats good enough for me."
"Didnt save Sirius tho did it? He got thrown in Azkaban..." Lucius had finally gone too far. Lana walked over and slapped him around the face, hard, leaving a hand print across his face.
"Dont you ever mention his name to me again, Lucius" Lana said, her voice shaking with anger, and she had no idea how she kept it steady. "Sirius went to Azkaban for something he didnt do....and you stayed out, for all the terrible things you did do."
Lucius put a hand to his face and stared at her. He laughed again.
"Youll pay for your crimes one day Lucius..."
"My crimes?" he asked, mocking her. "You might call them crimes, Lana...but I call them victories."
"Victories..thats intresting. Then if you are so proud...why didnt you admit to them like that fucking insane bitch Lestrange?" Lana asked, now not scared, just angry, and hurt, and disgusted that she had ever slept with Lucius. She walked around the other side of the room and opened her wardrobe.
"Oh yes, Lestrange is insane...But you know Im not, Lana...Speaking of Lestrange...I believe I have her to congratulate for killing Sirius."
Lana was shaking terribly now with anger as she slammed the wardrobe doors shut. Lana turned and looked at Lucius, who was standing right opposite her, about 7 feet away. She made to go towards him, and he whipped out is wand.
"Now now Lana...that slap...was the first and last time youll get away with anything like that" he said, pointing his wand straight at her.
Lana spread her arms wide open and said "Take your best shot." knowing full well that he could kill her in an instant...but she didnt care..she wanted to be with Sirius.
"Besides" Lucius said, putting his wand away. "I dont want to fight. I came here to talk."
Lana was visibly shocked. "Talk?"
"Yes. The Lord says - "
Lana laughed. "The Lord? I wouldnt exactly call Voldemort a Lord."
"Hm, I guess its a good job He did send me...Lestrange wouldnt have liked that you dared say his name out loud like that, and with such disrespect." Lucius tutted, shaking a finger at her.
Lana smirked and opened the door to her wardrobe again. "Are you threatening me, Lucius?" she asked, amused.
"No, Lana...just warning you that you might not as lucky as for Him to send me next time."
"Yeah, he'll probably send Snape..." Lana said, flicking through her wardrobe. "Or maybe Pettigrew...." she laughed.
Lucius face clouded over. "You think you could defeat them?"
"Snape doesnt scare me. James and Sirius used to bully him at school...And as for Pettigrew..." Lanas voice was filled with venom. "Id kill him before he had the chance to speak.." Lana stepped behind the doors, out of Lucius' sight, and dropped her towel.
Lucius saw the towel drop and his eyes wandered, and he shifted on his feet, trying to see, when the wardrobe door slammed shut, and Lana stood there, in a black bra and thong.
"Or maybe...Voldemort could send...Chatsworth....or Clumber...or McKinney....or Welbeck....or King...or Winters....or Malfoy..you know, youre brother..." Lana mocked thinking, knowing she was making Lucius uncomfortable. "But wait - oh, what a shame..." she sighed. "I killed them....Guess thats them out of the running then." Lana smirked.
"Hmmm, yes you did..." Lucius said. "You know, maybe I should just kill you."
Lana pouted. "Thats a bit of an anti-climax isnt it Lucius? I thought you came to talk...I thought we were gonna talk..." she said, as she walked over to Lucius slowly.
"But no, wait..Being alive is torture enough for you. You couldnt save Lily and James....then you couldnt even save Sirius....and you wont be able to save Remus or Harry....I guess just existing now that Sirius has gone is torture enough for you."
Lana stopped in her tracks, and for one awful moment, she thought that they were both dead.
Seeing the look on her face brought pleasure to Lucius....and, oddly, he pitied her slightly. "Dont worry....theyre safe...for now."
"You even look at Harry, and I'll kill you too." Lana said, clenching her fists.
"Tut tut Lana. What about Remus?"
"Same goes. But he can handle himself agains you. He killed...what...4 Death Eaters?....and Im guessing....with me around again...A lot more are gonna die. And you really dont wanna get in my way when I get hold of Lestrange." Lana said dangerously, now right in front of Lucius.
Shed make a really good Death Eater, Lucius thought. Ruthless, cunning...and hot as hell. Which is a lot more than Lestrange or any other woman..."Speaking of Sirius." Lucius said. "Think of all those years you spent apart...all those years he spent in Azkaban...the two years he was free...all wasted because you werent together... Well what if I could give it back to you Lana? What if I could take all the pain and make it...disappear?"
Lana raised an eyebrow, mildy intrested.
"What if I could give all those years back to you...You and Sirius together..." he continued.
Lana frowned. "You dont have that kind of power and you know it."
"True..I dont. But my Lord does."
Lana rolled her eyes and walked over to the other wardrobe and opened the door. "Please. Do you really think Id go for that?"
"Well I dont know what youd go for Lana..." he said, watching her as she pulled on a pair of black trousers, with a gold spiralling all the way down them, and a gold halter neck.
"Not you, Lucius" as she walked over and grabbed her wand, muttered a spell and her hair was perfectly long and dry and curly. "You obviously havent come here to torture, maim or kill me, or you wouldnt have let me grab my wand,"
Lucius nodded, looking at Lana, wanting to just grab her and kiss her, or grab her and slap her. One or the other. But he didnt. All these years, and just when Voldemorts back, Lucius' one weakness re-appears. Also shes one of Voldemorts biggest weaknesses.
"Dont even think about it" Lana said sharply, aiming her wand at Lucius "I know what youre thinking. Now, if youll excuse me, I am going out."
