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A/N: Ok um, if this chappy's short then soz. It's also a bit boring, maybe, but anyway, this story's getting closer to the finish so................yeah.......I forgot the other thing I was gonna say (sighs)

Chapter Sixteen: It Has Begun

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"Blaise? Blaise! Open the bloody door!" shouted Pansy, knocking the door as hard as she could, "Blaise!? UGH!" she took out her wand, muttering swears under her breath. "Alohamora!"

The door unlocked and the Slytherin pushed it open. Blaise didn't turn to her, his back was faced to her, slightly slumped with a letter in his hand. Pansy's face slightly softened to worry.

"Blaise?"

Her friend didn't answer; he kept standing still, except that his hand was shaking slightly.

"Blaise please answer me," she walked closer, nervously putting a hand on his shoulder.

His face was pale, eyes wide and staring at the letter in his hand. Pansy looked at the letter and gasped.

"I-I got my letter," he finally spoke shakily.

Pansy took the letter out of his hand and walked him to his desk so he could sit. "Ok, calm down, it'll be ok."

"CALM DOWN!? YOU WANT ME TO CALM THE BLOODY FUCK DOWN!? I'M GONNA BE A DEATHEATER IN A FEW HOURS PANSY!!!"

The Slytherin girl swallowed nervously, she expected that she would get her letter before Blaise, but now that he got it instead, she was more afraid for him than if she had gotten the letter.

"What am I gonna do?" they boy said, trembling, "they'll burn the mark in me, Pansy, he'll order me to kill Draco and Harry, I know it."

"Don't go then."

"I know I won't go! But they'll get me anyway! Use a portkey or a summoning spell or something!"

"Let's go to Dumbledore," the two walked out of the boys dormitories, when they reached the common room everyone there who were supporters of Voldemort started cheering at Blaise but a few looked at him sympathetically, a first year even looked afraid for him like Pansy.
Harry and Draco sat together under the beech tree, staring off at the sun shimmering lake, small smiles planted on their faces. The raven head was sitting under the blonds' protective hug.

"What do we do when we face him?" Harry asked quietly.

"Whatever we can."

"We'll have to think of a method or something. How will we fight the death eaters? Who takes who?"

"I'll take my father, Mr. Crabbe and Goyle too."

There was a small silence, they kept staring at the soft waves of the lake, and the random times the squid's tentacles gleamed out with a fish.

"Damn, I wish he never existed."

"If he didn't then maybe none of this would have ever happened."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if he didn't exist, then all of his victims would be alive. For all we could know, you would have moved some place else and not gone to Hogwarts, or I would have gone to Durmstrang."

"Oh. Right............so now what?"

"Hmm, I dunno," Draco smiled, burying his face into Harrys' neck and giving it small kisses, "anything I suppose."

"Sorry to interrupt." The two looked up at Narcissa, "Blaise got his letter."

Draco paled and Harry looked confused. "Letter?"

"Yes, his letter to become a death eater, he's with Dumbledore now."

"They send letters to people who are-wait, Blaise?"

Narcissa nodded, "Dumbledore wants to see you both, your other friends are with him now."

They both stood up and followed Dracos' mother back inside the school.

"I thought Pansy would get her letter first," Draco muttered, frowning a little.

"I did too, I don't know why they chose Blaise at all, they probably have an assignment ready for him," Narcissa suddenly froze and gasped for a second.

"What is it?"

"That's it, that's probably why they chose him, Blaise is barely ever suspicious, Voldemort probably wants him to kill Harry."

"What?" Harry nearly gawked at the woman.

"No one would suspect Blaise of killing you," after a few seconds Nacrissa smiled slightly, the two teens watched her a bit nervously, "but they don't know he's on our side."

"But when they do?"

"Then we're screwed. Malted milk balls."

The stone gargoyle stepped aside and they stepped on the moving staircase.

"Mum," Draco looked at his mother, "why have you been looking tired?"

"Hm? Oh, don't worry, I'm fine," she gave him a smile and opened the door. Her son didn't believe her but didn't ask anymore.

The three stepped into Dumbledore's office. Blaise and Pansy were sitting on the two chairs before the headmasters' desk and Hermione, Ron and Neville stood by, all with worried faces.

"Alright now that everyone's here, I think we can now discuss Mr. Zabini's situation."

Everyone looked at Blaise who was staring at the floor intently, as pale as Draco.

"What do we do?" Pansy asked worriedly. They looked back at Dumbledore.

"There's the choice of risking his life to be a spy but that's too much of a risky job. He COULD hide, but Voldemort would find him in a matter of days. Frankly I don't know what to do."

An uneasy silence fell over them all; Blaise looked up at the headmaster in horror. "You can't mean that, sir. I mean there must be something else, why would they want ME anyway!?"

"There are many reasons."

"Reasons? Reasons!? I'll give you one reason!" he stood up in his anger.

"Blaise, please sit down," Pansy pulled his arm to make him sit but he still stood.

"They want me as bait! Fucking bait! They'll take me away and suspect that Draco will come after me because I'm his friend! And if HE comes then Harry comes which means that Voldemort will kill him right there!"

Silence again only interrupted by Blaises' heavy breathing as he tried to calm down.

"Is that what you really think, Blaise?"

"Why else would they choose me instead of Pansy?"

"If they chose Pansy then your reason would have been the same for her."

"Then tell me, why did they choose me?"

"Maybe it's just your time, which we will try to prevent. But you must stay calm and stay inside the school."

"That's right," Hermione finally spoke, "no one can apparate in or out of here, you're safe here."

"What about secret passageways? This school must have about two dozen."

"That's true," Ron muttered, remembering about Harry's map. "But some of them have been blocked by Filch."

"And the others?"

"No one should know about them."

"Oh," he calmed down completely and sat back down. "Fine then. I'll stay inside."

"There'll be a few rules for you," Dumbledore spoke again, "your curfew will be-"

He was interrupted by a thud.

"Holy SHIT!" Draco kneeled down to his unconscious mother.
"Well it's nothing serious," Madam Pomfrey said to Parvati as she observed the scrape on her shin. "How did this happen again?"

"Millicent pushed me and I scraped my leg on the stupid-sorry-floor, she shouted a spell and this weird red light hit the scrape."

"Nothing seems to be wrong, I'll patch it up-"

"She hit me with a SPELL something MUST be wrong."

The doors opened, nearly blasting them off its hinges.

"Oh alright, I'll check the wound in a minute, let me just speak with whoever came in."

She turned away and nearly gasped when she saw Narcissa's unconscious body being laid on an empty bed.

"Would you mind telling me what happened?"

"She fainted," Dumbledore said shortly, "I think it's from all the stress she's been going through."

"What stress?" Draco's head shot towards the headmaster.

"She didn't want you to know just yet."

"What is it?"

"I think she should tell you when she wakes up."

"No, I want to know now, why's she looking tired all the time? What stress is she going through?"

Everyone looked at the two curiously. Dumbledore sighed slightly, "she's been under the imperious curse a few times and she's been trying to fight it off."

"Wasn't she a spy?"

"Yes. But before that, Lucius put the curse on her and she's been fighting it off."

"But that was before she was tired, right?"

"It took a lot of energy from her and she's been working on something she refuses to tell me."

Draco looked at his mother and gently touched her hand.

Harry's ears perked up at something walking slowly. He turned to the noise and saw Blaise walking in a sort of trance towards Parvati who was looking at an ugly scrape on her leg with worry.

"Pomfrey! It's glowing!" she kept looking at her scrape with fear and disgust, her shout made everyone turn to her. The scrape on her leg was glowing deep green.

Blaise reached out to his fingers close to the wound.

"Don't touch it Blaise!" Dumbledore suddenly shouted making everyone jump in surprise. Parvati seemed to understand at least something and jumped off her bed, intending to run but falling in her attempt.

"What the FUCK!" she looked at her leg, it was trembling madly, Blaise kneeled down, his hand still reaching the wound. "BLAISE KEEP THE FUCK AWAY!" she shouted crawling away, Harry took out his wand and stood between her and Blaise.

"Harry."

"Huh?" he looked around, no one seemed to have spoken.

"It's me, mom."

He frowned, still looking around. "Where are you?"

"Touch the scrape on Parvati."

"No, you're not her."

"It really is me, I never died, Harry, I'm still alive, touch the wound and you will see me."

He would have refused but the voice seemed so real and he was feeling light headed.

"Oh great! Not you too!" Parvati tried to crawl away faster, her leg still trembling. Harry and Blaise kept walking closer, their eyes glowing oddly. "Someone get them away from me they're scaring me!"

Draco grabbed Harry by the arm. It stopped him for awhile but he yelped when Harry suddenly jumped unnaturally towards Parvati, his hand outstretched and landing on her wound.

She screamed in pain and tried to pull her leg away, but it was out of control. Everyone else reacted and tried to pull Harry away from the wound, he and Draco were glowing green.

"Harry let go!" shouted Hermione grabbing his hand, now realizing something, "it's a teleportation spell, it's gonna send you straight to Vol-"

They all vanished, including Parvati.

Narcissa groaned lightly and stirred. "Where am I?" she opened her eyes a little and realized she was in the Hospital Wing. Dumbledore was looking at the spot where Harry and the others had disappeared. "Dumbledore?"

"It's time," he looked at her, "the last battle has begun."
"Demort!" Hermione stopped and looked around, paling in shock. Everyone else got off of each other and took in their surroundings with horror.

They were standing in a cemetery, hooded figures stood by, wands out.

"Harry Potter," a voice hissed, "we meet again."
SORRY FOR THE CLIFFY, if that is a cliffy, I guess I felt evil at the moment so soz, anyway, I have this all planned out, the ending's coming soon so............yeah, REVIEW PLEASE!