Lana was swimming in black water. Pain seared through her every nerve, but she knew she must not pass out. If she did, she would be dead for sure. Although, Lana wasnt sure if she was dead or alive at that very moment. Her arms were flailing, trying to reach for something, her legs kicking hard, but the water seemed to go on and on, and her breath was begining to run out. A burning pain shot through her arm and she screamed out loud, taking in a mouthful of the black water. She began to choke, and two strong hands gripped her and pulled her out, and held her upright as her legs buckled beneath her.

Lana turned to the side and vomited. Pushing her hair back from her face, she turned to face the person who had pulled her out.

"Sirius...Am I dead?" asked Lana, trembling all over.

"Not yet. But you will be soon." said Sirius, uncharacteristically serious.

"Oh..Balls." muttered Lana, trying to control the shaking.

"If you dont do something, and fast." he told her, and turned his gaze uptowards the blackness of the Ghost Roads.

"Well what am I supposed to do? Seems to me that my mum wasnt dead, shes a fucking Death Eater, I've been conned, everythings been set up to lead here, to lead to my death...Oh I hate fate." sighed Lana, wondering what the hell she was meant to do. "Seems I cant do much if I'm....What are you looking at?"

She followed Sirius' gaze and saw that the 'moon', or whatever it was, had grown decidedly smaller and dimmer. "Oh. I guess thats bad then."

"Yes it is...You're mother has her uses, she's been pulling me from beyond the Veil, the only thing she hasn't worked out is how to make someone...Corporeal."

"And thats where I come in." Lana said, a few things slotting into place. The blood flowing from Lana was an alarm that told her mother how far Lana was through her investigation - one of Lanas powers must also be a trigger as well. Lana suddenly realised something - "I was an experiment...Oh God...."

Sirius looked down. "Sort of. Some of your powers were....Built in to you. Most are natural, from your father...Although he's unnatural..."

"You know who my father is?" Lana asked, and made Sirius look at her.

"Yes. I dont have time to tell you what I know," Sirius flickered a few times and almost disappeared. "But just remember - to give life you have to take life. Karma - what goes around comes around."

"Oh more cryptic - fuck - " said Lana, as she plunged back into the black waters and woke up in the DoM.

Her eyes were covered, and her hands bound behind her back. "Oh pur-lease, you know these can't hold me." Lana tried to use her telekenisis, but found that if she couldnt see what she was aiming for, and simultaneously couldnt move her hands, the power was useless.

"Now if I take that blindfold off, promise you'll be a good little girl and play fair." said a cold, high voice that never failed to send shivers down Lanas spine.

"Nope. I dont make promises to bastards like you. You don't play the game fair, so why the hell should I? Now untie me you fuck." spat Lana.

"Now, darling, is that anyway to speak to your father?" asked Voldemort, and Lana felt herself stiffen in her chair.

"Pardon?" she asked, not believing her ears and feeling increasingly nervous because she couldnt move or see, and had no idea of how many Death Eaters were there.

"I think you heard me the first time."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little deaf in one ear." said Lana,. refusing to believe Voldemort. "You really think that I'm going to fall for more of your lies? You wouldn't know how to tell the truth. Evil things lie."

"Actually, I always tell the truth." replied Voldemort. "Now, help me fill in a few blanks here. I have strived for immortality for over 50 years, so tell me, how is it that you have it, when you are no more than a child?"

"Just lucky I guess," shrugged Lana. An idea came into Lanas head. "Now please take this blindfold off."

"No. I do not care for repeating myself."

"Neither do I." Lana concentrated hard, looking for people that she had on her mental radar. Through this, Lana had a vague idea of who was in the room - Lucius, Bella, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott, Avery...and Snape. Lana tried to concentrate all of her power onto Lucius, to destroy him from the inside, make his organs explode...Only it didnt work, and it came rebounding back on her, and Lana screamed in pain, tears running down her face.

Through the pain she heard footsteps coming towards her. An ice cold finger touched her face. "Thats right, little girl...I now know the source of your power. It's me. That's why, in case you hadn't figured it out - when I was temporarily disabled, your spirit wandered off into another dimension. You can only survive if I do."

"You're not my father," whispered Lana, the tears flowing harder. "You're not, you're not, you're not, you're not, YOU'RE NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT!" Lana screamed, twisting in her chair.

"How much more evidence do you need, sweetheart?"

"I'M NOT YOU'RE SWEETHEART!" Lana was taking deep, panicky breaths. "I'm dirty...I can feel it in me...Dirty..." The tears turned into huge, racking sobs that shook her whole body. A few sniggers arose from the people in the room.

"Lana, honey, come now...It is a wonderful thing." Erica told Lana.

"DON'T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY FROM ME!" shouted Lana, pushing her chair back. Her head was spinning. She hated it because it was the truth : it was the only logical explanation. She had woken up slightly and become aware of the world when Voldemort was brought back. When he made his first kill, which also happened to be the night Sirius died - Lana had come crashing back into her body. "Oh no no no no." Lana was muttering to herself, she felt dirty, ashamed, like something had crawled into her skin and she couldn't get rid of it. It was making her itch all over.

Lana didnt like the truth any more. The truth hurts.