AN: I'm sorry if the translations are not exact I'm not that good in Latin so if you know it you can correct me but please bear with me.

Chapter Two:

Abby got into her bed after spending a heavy time reading in the common room. She was alone which she loved more then anything now a days and it was quiet. She wasn't too happy on spending the next year at a school where…well she hated to think of that. But it was this very school, it would be much easier to think of a child and believe it was cursed but that was silly thinking. No place such as this school could be cursed. And many people would have her head if they heard her say it out loud.

As she starred into the fire she couldn't help but think of those haunting thoughts she thought every night. So many people won't care to think twice about her. That was a given. Why would they? The good stuff was in the rumors. Her alleged murderous father, her mysterious mother, she actually couldn't wait to hear about the rumors of her mother. But yet no matter what she heard, she could do nothing. How many times had Tonks and Lupin lectured her in controlling her self? She smiled to her self remembering their words.

'No matter what anyone says you can't afford to show your power!'

'Especially now. Do you have any idea how many people would love to have your head?'

'You can't go strutting around like to you did back home.'

'It's too dangerous.'

'There are too many in danger.'

She absentmindedly began to stroke Crookshank on her lap.

"They really don't trust me do they?" She asked aloud. The cat just purred on her lap contently. She looked at the large clock above the fire place then shooed the cat off her lap and walked up the dormitory a book in hand.

"What are you still doing up?" She stepped back with a small gasp at the sight of Harry at the foot of the boy's dormitory.

"Just up for a little solitude with my journal." She said calmly and gave a small smile. "Good night Harry."

Harry didn't respond only went to one of the chairs and picked up his forgotten bag of candy that he had suddenly had the craving for in his room. He watched her shut the door. He heard a purr come from under him. He patted Crookshanks before going off to bed.

Abby climbed in her bed and closed the curtains around her bed; she made sure there was no way anyone could see in her bed.

"Silentium edo edi essum." She whispered. If anyone was awake in the room all they would have heard would have been a ghostly hush before hearing nothing at all.

She pulled out the book which she pass off as a diary and opened it to reveal a object that looked like a mirror only it was black with silver lining. She put her hand above it and let her power ignite it from within her soul. She didn't understand why no one could ever find it they would never be able to use it, no wizzarding charm or wand could ever reveal what lay beyond the dark orb.

"Ego pignus meus fidelitas ego accedo cui." She felt power course through her and onto the dark orb under her palm. It glowed from black to grey to silver to white before it she felt it grab her with in. She felt in run up to her brain as if it was trying to freeze her brain and read her thoughts. She whimpered as a stab of sharp pain ran through her. She opened her eyes and breathed rigid. She was drenched in cold sweat. Her bare feet walked her through cold floors that stung her feet with their ice like temperatures. She shivered as she came near a door at the end of the freezing hall way. She knocked three times before entering slowly.

"How wonderful for you to join me this evening." The voice was deep and unnervingly polite. She stayed by the door, no sense in going further if not asked too. "Are you successful up to date?"

"Yes."

"Good." There was a pause. "I must ask that you won't let personal emotions get in the way. I know you said no when you took on this mission but I must hear it again. Do you promise that you will not let your emotional feeling get in the way?"

"Yes."

"Good girl. Now report back to me in one week when you have completed the second part of the mission. Getting in was easy now it gets hard. And especially because of the blood the runs through your veins you have extra enemies."

"I know all this." Her voice was cold and sent shivers down anyone back who hadn't heard it before. Luckily for him he was used to her hostility.

"Then I won't be expecting any failure!" How ever much he was used to it he still didn't tolerate it. After all it was him who saved her life. "We are undetected under the ministry since they spend all their time going after Voldemort. We can not afford for you to want to get vengeance, you must be aware of all your actions if you do ANYTHING to make them suspect you in anyway we are finished!"

"It's because of him that my father is dead!"

"You didn't know your father long enough to want to seek such revenge! Stop your foolish thoughts and get to work!"

"I'll do my job but my hatred can only be managed so much." He suddenly got so close to her and grabbed her neck holding her up against the wall. He cut off her air supply with his strong grip.

"You will do as you promised if not then the life of your beloved mother is mine and so is your sweet freedom. Now go and do not come back until you have completed the second stage." He let her drop to the floor and stood over her as she hurriedly ran out of the room.

"Negotium perfectus."She said hurriedly as she ran down the hall way and in a heart beat she was back in her bed with her palm on a now empty book. She shut it and stuffed it under her mattress. She waved a hand in front of her as if erasing something off a black board and the silence spell was off.