Disclaimer: As I have said earlier, I only own the plot and the tribe,
please don't sue.
"Professor, I have a question." Jamie said taking her seat the next day.
"And that is..."
"You said that there were Harry's father had three friends, but there were only two when they went to the train station. Where was the fourth one?"
"I said yesterday that his name was Peter Pettigrew, but his friends called him Wormtail. You will find out where he was later on in the story, it is important, but you won't find out until later where exactly he was."
"Why can't you just tell me now?"
"Because that would mess up my plot line."
"Oh."
"So, back to my story."
"So, what will our beginning of the year prank be?" Harry asked his four friends as they sat in their compartment on the way to their fifth year at Hogwarts. The compartment was quiet while the four guys tried to think of a prank. Sarah ignored them and continued reading her book.
"I've got it!" Romulus cried suddenly. "Do you remember that show your Mom watches on the TV you have Harry?"
"Which one?"
"The one with the with the cross dresser designer guy."
"You mean Christopher Lowe?" Sarah asked looking up from her book.
"Yes, that's the one. Well, one time when she was watching it he came on the screen in this dress, doing this twirly thingy and singing."
"I see where this is going," Orion said with a grin.
"I don't." Ron said. "By the way, what's a TV?"
"It's a muggle thing." Sarah replied. "We only know about it because Harry's mom comes from a muggle family."
"Oh."
"So, back to your prank." Harry said.
"Well, it would be fun to do something like that to the Slytherins." Romulus finished.
"So, you want to dress the Slytherins up like Julie Andrews and have them sing the Hills Are Alive at the welcoming feast." Romulus nodded. "Sounds... interesting. I love the muggle theme by the way."
"Now that we have Sarah approval of the prank, we can get to planning it." Harry said, and the guys spent the rest of the trip doing just that.
Sarah on the other hand was bored. It wasn't that she didn't like pranks, don't get her wrong, it was just that she didn't like to do them every chance she could. This prank would be the seventh one they had played that day, and it was getting rather old. Sarah set off for another compartment, where she could be alone.
She had just about given up hope of finding and empty one, when she stumbled on one with a girl she recognized in it crying her eyes out.
"Hermione! What's the matter?" She asked walking over to the girl and sitting next to her.
"Nothing." Hermione said sobbing.
"Don't give me that. No one sobs their hearts out over nothing."
"Well, it could be the fact that I have no friends, and everyone thinks I'm a stuck-up no it all. Or it could be because Malfoy called me an ugly little mudblood again. Maybe it could be because I'm sick of everything."
"Well, first off, what Malfoy said isn't true. You may be a muggle witch, but you could beat him in any class. Secondly, your not ugly. You're a very nice looking girl, all we need to do is give you a little makeover, and presto, a very beautiful Hermione. Thirdly, you are not a stuck-up no it all. You just know the answers and aren't afraid to let people know it. Lastly, I would love to be your friend."
"Are you serious?" Hermione asked through her tears. Sarah smiled at her.
"Yes, I am. I've never had a girlfriend, and I was hoping to find one sometime. And since we are both looking for a friend of the same sex, we'll both have to do." Hermione smiled at her, and dried her tears.
"Do you really think I'd look good with a makeover?" Sarah laughed, and the girls spent the rest of the ride discussing the things that girls do.
The sorting was over and Dumbledore had just stood up to make his beginning of the year speech. However; before he could say a word, he was interrupted by a pop and Malfoy jumping on the table. He was wearing the out fit the Julie Andrews was at the Beginning of the Sound of Music, and he began to sing the Hills are Alive. He finished and dropped back down acting as if nothing had happened.
After a few seconds of surprised silence, the student body and professors began to laugh. Even stern Professor McGonagall couldn't help but laugh. At the Gryffindor table four boy in particular were in tears from laughter.
"Malfoy in a dress, singing muggle songs. This is the best day of my life." Ron said rolling on the floor.
"That was brilliant you guys!" Sarah said. "I wish I had my camera." Finally the hall quieted down, and Dumbledore continued.
"Thank you for tonight's entertainment, Mr.'s Black, Lupin, Weasely, and Potter. I would like to see you after the feast. Now, as you all know Professor Quirrel has had to leave suddenly and we have a new Professor with us. I'd like you to introduce you to Professor Umbridge."
A woman who no one had noticed smiled smugly at this. She looked like a toad. She had big bulging eyes, waxy toad like skin, a big toad like mouth, and was very short. In her hair was a small pink bow, which looked disturbingly like a fly. She was also wearing the most awful pink sweater anyone had ever seen.
"I would also like all new students to note that the Forbidden Forest is still forbidden, hence the name. A few of the other students should make note of this also." He looked at the four boys and Sarah as he said this, he then turned and his gaze on the Weasley twins. He was about to continue when a soft hem hem interrupted him. He turned around and looked at Professor Umbridge who was standing up.
"Headmaster, if I may..." Dumbledore sat down and focused his attention on her. "I would like to thank you for welcoming me into this school as your professor." She began, and Sarah like the rest of the student body tuned her out. She looked over at her four guy friends, who were deep in discussion about something they wouldn't tell her about. Hermione, on the other hand, was listening with rapt attention. Sarah decided to let her mind wander, and she began to thinking longingly about her bed. She was so interested in these thoughts that the end of the speech took her completely by surprise. She clapped along with the rest of the school, and Dumbledore stood up.
"Thank you for that very enlightening speech. Quiddich tryouts will be held next week, so all those interested talk to you house captain. And as that is the end of my announcements, lets eat."
With that the rather long awaited feast began. The students filled themselves with food, and then ate some more. Some students were having trouble leaving the hall they had eaten so much.
Sarah and Hermione, on the other hand, hardly touched their food, as they were so deep in discussion.
"Hermione, what did I miss in the speech?" Sarah asked playing with her food.
"She basically said that the ministry is trying to take the school over, as Dumbledore's teaching methods are unorthodox."
"She said that!"
"No, but she implied that. I don't think she likes Dumbledore very much."
"Well, I don't think I like her very much."
"You shouldn't judge her on her appearances, give her a chance." Hermione said with a frown.
"The woman hates Dumbledore, and you want me to give her a chance. Only two kinds of people in this world hate Dumbledore, Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and Fudge and his little minions. And I can see her falling into both categories." Sarah finished stabbing her potatoes with her knife.
"What do you mean Fudge hates Dumbledore? I though he was always asking him for advice." Hermione said with a confused look.
"That is what Fudge used to do, before he got used to his job. Now, all he thinks is that Dumbledore is going to steal his job. Dumbledore would never do that, seeing as he loves it here too much, but Fudge doesn't understand that. Men of power always think that everyone else wants what they have." Sarah said rather impatiently.
"But I didn't think..." Hermione began, but Sarah interrupted.
"No, you didn't think. Fudge is an idiot, and we'd be better off without him." Sarah leaned closer to Hermione. "Exspecaily, since the word is that Voldemort is back."
Hermione gasped and dropped her goblet. Her eyes grew wide with surprise.
"What!?! He's back! How did this happen?" She asked in a very frightened voice.
"Keep your voice down, your starting to attract attention." Sarah waited for Hermione to lean closer before she continued speaking. "No one knows for sure how he came back. All I know is that he is back, and that he is beginning to collect his Death Eaters back to him. He hasn't made a move yet, but he can take his time seeing as hardly anyone knows that he is back. I'm not even sure if Dumbledore knows that he is back."
"But how can Dumbledore not know? How can you know this?"
"Dumbledore isn't a psychic. He knows a lot, but he doesn't know everything. I can't tell you exactly how I know, just that I do. The resistance against him is already starting, but in a different place than in the last war. Soon, the world will be again at war, and we will all have to choose."
"Which side are you going to choose?"
"I'd think that it was obvious." Sarah said with a small smile.
"Oh."
"Well, we had better go, seeing as everyone else is." Sarah said as she got up and stretched. The two girls followed the rest of their house up to the common room, and headed to their beds.
Sarah was just about to drift off when there was a soft tapping at her window. She quietly got up and opened it up, after making sure everyone else in her dorm was asleep. She let the owl in and read the letter. She sighed and quickly wrote a reply. After she had let the owl out, she pulled on a pair of loose black pants, and a matching long-sleeved shirt.
She quietly let herself out of the now quiet dorm. She left the common room and walked through the castle, easily avoiding anyone else. When she got to the Entrance Hall she opened the door, and let herself out. She walked across the grounds towards the forest. She moved quietly, moving from shadow to shadow, like a shadow herself.
Sarah walked boldly into the forest, and soon found herself in a clearing that contained five other people, dressed in similar outfits to her own.
"It has come to our attention that there is a spy at Hogwarts. You are to find the spy and report to us who it is." The one in the middle said.
"Do you have any clues as to who it is?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, we know that it is a Gryffindor, but that is all we know so far. We are giving you until the end of the month to find the spy. You know the consequences of failing your mission."
"I'll find the mole by then. Have no worries." Sarah said with a grin. "This should be fun." The figures laughed.
"You always were a funny one." The shortest of the five said. "You are dismissed, and don't fail."
Sarah bowed and left the clearing. She was to find the spy. Hmmm. Who was it? She was surprised that it was a Gryffindor. She didn't think that any of her fellow housemates would stoop so low as to join Voldemort. Well, she was going to have to go into spy mode herself. I might as well start now, she thought reaching the doors to the school.
She made her way to the Gryffindor common room, and then she snuck up to the fifth year boy's dorms. She quietly opened Harry's trunk and pulled out an old piece of parchment. She closed the trunk and made her way back to the common room. She pulled out her wand and taped the map with it, muttering something under her breath.
Lines began to form on the parchment, and soon they had drawn a map of Hogwarts. The top said Monny, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs Proudly Present the Marauder's Map. The map was a wonderful tool. It told the user all of the secret passageways in the school, and it also showed all of the people in the school. Sarah was scanning it to see if everyone was where they needed to be.
She was about to give up when she noticed a dot moving in the fifth year girls' dormitory. Sarah saw that the dot was moving down the stairs, and she quickly hid herself. Sarah couldn't believe whom she was seeing. It was the last person she would ever think of. She decided that she could be wrong, so she decided to follow the girl.
Sarah quietly followed her out of the tower, and down to the dungeons. Sarah was not in the least bit surprised to see who was already in the room. Sarah slipped in, and hid in the shadows.
"Your late." Draco Malfoy said to the girl who had just come in.
"Sorry, but I was waiting for Sarah to get back. She still hasn't come back." None other than Hermione Granger said.
"What!?! You came down here with out making sure the blood traitor was asleep. For all we know she could have followed you down." Sarah smiled at the note of panic in Malfoy's voice. "Our Master will not be pleased with this. The traitor could ruin us if she found us."
"How could she? She is nothing special. She's smart, but that's all."
"Shows how much you know mudblood." Draco said with a sneer. "She's one of the tribe."
"Oh."
"Yes, that is how she could ruin us. Now, you must get rid of her."
"How? You just said she was one of the tribe. It's almost impossible to kill one of them if you're not of the tribe yourself."
"Your not going to kill her, she is useful to our Master's plans. You are just going to remove her from her little group of friends."
"And how will I do that?"
"You are going to do this..." Sarah was seeing blood by the time Malfoy finished his plan. She wanted to get up and beat the shit out of Malfoy, but being unnoticed was more important at the moment. Malfoy finished the plan, and both him and Hermione left the room.
Sarah slowly followed them out. She sighed. So much for sleeping she thought looking at her watch, which now read one a.m. She made her way to a hallway with the picture of a woman wearing a gold dress. She woke up the picture and said the password.
Sarah entered the room and grabbed the pot off of the mantle of the large fireplace. A fire had started the second she entered the room, and she threw the glittering powder into the fire.
"Apollo's Chariot" she shouted as she stepped into the fire. She felt her body spinning and was glad when she came out at her destination. That definitely isn't my favorite way to travel, she thought as she brushed herself off. She looked up at the woman who was standing in front of her that was ready to attack. Sarah smiled when she recognized her cousin.
"Hello Sandra. Is Nikita here?" Sarah asked. Her cousin relaxed her stance and nodded.
"She's in her office." Sarah thanked her and left the room. She walked down a brightly lit hallway, and knocked on a big oak door.
"Come in." A woman's vice called. Sarah entered the office and bowed. Nikita was the head of the tribe. She was the final word on everything, disobeying her was a death sentence.
"I have found the spy." Sarah said simply as she stood up. Nikita didn't even look surprised. Sarah was the best at what she did, and she had yet to fail a mission.
"Who is it?"
"Hermione Granger." Nikita raised her eyebrows at this.
"The bushy haired know-it-all?" Sarah nodded. "The muggle born girl?" Sarah nodded again. "She is the last person I would have suspected. How did you find her so soon?"
Sarah told her what had happened, while Nikita listened intently. After Sarah had finished, Nikita sat quietly in thought.
"You will follow through with their plan." She finally said.
"What?"
"You will let them go through with their plan. You will let them remove you from the group, and then you will let them befriend you."
"Why?"
"Because, we need a spy in Voldemort's circle. So far we have been unable to put one in. This is the perfect opportunity."
"So, because you can't get a spy in the Death Eater's circle, you going to force me to go through with a plan that will make those I love hate me?" Sarah asked calmly.
"Yes." Sarah swallowed hard and blinked her eyes slowly.
"Ok then. I'll do it. But know this, I will make you life a living hell if I survive this." With that Sarah turned and left the room. She walked back to the room with the fireplace feeling a painful pressure in her chest. She ignored her cousin's inquires, and threw some more powder into the fireplace. It wasn't until she was in bed with the curtains drawn that she let the tears come. When she had finally stopped crying, she felt empty inside. She quietly made to oaths to herself that night. The first was never to cry again. The second was to never let herself get close to anyone again. With an empty heart, Sarah was finally able to sleep."
The room was quiet as the Professor stopped the story for the night. Jamie quietly got up and left, feeling tears in her own eyes. She couldn't believe that anyone would give up everything just to fulfill a mission. She walked slowly up the stairs to her dorm and fell asleep with heavy thoughts.
The Professor on the other hand, sat in thought for a few minutes. Her eyes showed signs of sadness and pain, but no tears came to her to relive her heavy heart.
AN: Hermione fans please don't kill me. There is a reason for her behavior, don' worry, it will all turn out for the better. I know it might seem a little confusing and fast paced right now, but it will slow down and be less so once I actually get into the story.
"Professor, I have a question." Jamie said taking her seat the next day.
"And that is..."
"You said that there were Harry's father had three friends, but there were only two when they went to the train station. Where was the fourth one?"
"I said yesterday that his name was Peter Pettigrew, but his friends called him Wormtail. You will find out where he was later on in the story, it is important, but you won't find out until later where exactly he was."
"Why can't you just tell me now?"
"Because that would mess up my plot line."
"Oh."
"So, back to my story."
"So, what will our beginning of the year prank be?" Harry asked his four friends as they sat in their compartment on the way to their fifth year at Hogwarts. The compartment was quiet while the four guys tried to think of a prank. Sarah ignored them and continued reading her book.
"I've got it!" Romulus cried suddenly. "Do you remember that show your Mom watches on the TV you have Harry?"
"Which one?"
"The one with the with the cross dresser designer guy."
"You mean Christopher Lowe?" Sarah asked looking up from her book.
"Yes, that's the one. Well, one time when she was watching it he came on the screen in this dress, doing this twirly thingy and singing."
"I see where this is going," Orion said with a grin.
"I don't." Ron said. "By the way, what's a TV?"
"It's a muggle thing." Sarah replied. "We only know about it because Harry's mom comes from a muggle family."
"Oh."
"So, back to your prank." Harry said.
"Well, it would be fun to do something like that to the Slytherins." Romulus finished.
"So, you want to dress the Slytherins up like Julie Andrews and have them sing the Hills Are Alive at the welcoming feast." Romulus nodded. "Sounds... interesting. I love the muggle theme by the way."
"Now that we have Sarah approval of the prank, we can get to planning it." Harry said, and the guys spent the rest of the trip doing just that.
Sarah on the other hand was bored. It wasn't that she didn't like pranks, don't get her wrong, it was just that she didn't like to do them every chance she could. This prank would be the seventh one they had played that day, and it was getting rather old. Sarah set off for another compartment, where she could be alone.
She had just about given up hope of finding and empty one, when she stumbled on one with a girl she recognized in it crying her eyes out.
"Hermione! What's the matter?" She asked walking over to the girl and sitting next to her.
"Nothing." Hermione said sobbing.
"Don't give me that. No one sobs their hearts out over nothing."
"Well, it could be the fact that I have no friends, and everyone thinks I'm a stuck-up no it all. Or it could be because Malfoy called me an ugly little mudblood again. Maybe it could be because I'm sick of everything."
"Well, first off, what Malfoy said isn't true. You may be a muggle witch, but you could beat him in any class. Secondly, your not ugly. You're a very nice looking girl, all we need to do is give you a little makeover, and presto, a very beautiful Hermione. Thirdly, you are not a stuck-up no it all. You just know the answers and aren't afraid to let people know it. Lastly, I would love to be your friend."
"Are you serious?" Hermione asked through her tears. Sarah smiled at her.
"Yes, I am. I've never had a girlfriend, and I was hoping to find one sometime. And since we are both looking for a friend of the same sex, we'll both have to do." Hermione smiled at her, and dried her tears.
"Do you really think I'd look good with a makeover?" Sarah laughed, and the girls spent the rest of the ride discussing the things that girls do.
The sorting was over and Dumbledore had just stood up to make his beginning of the year speech. However; before he could say a word, he was interrupted by a pop and Malfoy jumping on the table. He was wearing the out fit the Julie Andrews was at the Beginning of the Sound of Music, and he began to sing the Hills are Alive. He finished and dropped back down acting as if nothing had happened.
After a few seconds of surprised silence, the student body and professors began to laugh. Even stern Professor McGonagall couldn't help but laugh. At the Gryffindor table four boy in particular were in tears from laughter.
"Malfoy in a dress, singing muggle songs. This is the best day of my life." Ron said rolling on the floor.
"That was brilliant you guys!" Sarah said. "I wish I had my camera." Finally the hall quieted down, and Dumbledore continued.
"Thank you for tonight's entertainment, Mr.'s Black, Lupin, Weasely, and Potter. I would like to see you after the feast. Now, as you all know Professor Quirrel has had to leave suddenly and we have a new Professor with us. I'd like you to introduce you to Professor Umbridge."
A woman who no one had noticed smiled smugly at this. She looked like a toad. She had big bulging eyes, waxy toad like skin, a big toad like mouth, and was very short. In her hair was a small pink bow, which looked disturbingly like a fly. She was also wearing the most awful pink sweater anyone had ever seen.
"I would also like all new students to note that the Forbidden Forest is still forbidden, hence the name. A few of the other students should make note of this also." He looked at the four boys and Sarah as he said this, he then turned and his gaze on the Weasley twins. He was about to continue when a soft hem hem interrupted him. He turned around and looked at Professor Umbridge who was standing up.
"Headmaster, if I may..." Dumbledore sat down and focused his attention on her. "I would like to thank you for welcoming me into this school as your professor." She began, and Sarah like the rest of the student body tuned her out. She looked over at her four guy friends, who were deep in discussion about something they wouldn't tell her about. Hermione, on the other hand, was listening with rapt attention. Sarah decided to let her mind wander, and she began to thinking longingly about her bed. She was so interested in these thoughts that the end of the speech took her completely by surprise. She clapped along with the rest of the school, and Dumbledore stood up.
"Thank you for that very enlightening speech. Quiddich tryouts will be held next week, so all those interested talk to you house captain. And as that is the end of my announcements, lets eat."
With that the rather long awaited feast began. The students filled themselves with food, and then ate some more. Some students were having trouble leaving the hall they had eaten so much.
Sarah and Hermione, on the other hand, hardly touched their food, as they were so deep in discussion.
"Hermione, what did I miss in the speech?" Sarah asked playing with her food.
"She basically said that the ministry is trying to take the school over, as Dumbledore's teaching methods are unorthodox."
"She said that!"
"No, but she implied that. I don't think she likes Dumbledore very much."
"Well, I don't think I like her very much."
"You shouldn't judge her on her appearances, give her a chance." Hermione said with a frown.
"The woman hates Dumbledore, and you want me to give her a chance. Only two kinds of people in this world hate Dumbledore, Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and Fudge and his little minions. And I can see her falling into both categories." Sarah finished stabbing her potatoes with her knife.
"What do you mean Fudge hates Dumbledore? I though he was always asking him for advice." Hermione said with a confused look.
"That is what Fudge used to do, before he got used to his job. Now, all he thinks is that Dumbledore is going to steal his job. Dumbledore would never do that, seeing as he loves it here too much, but Fudge doesn't understand that. Men of power always think that everyone else wants what they have." Sarah said rather impatiently.
"But I didn't think..." Hermione began, but Sarah interrupted.
"No, you didn't think. Fudge is an idiot, and we'd be better off without him." Sarah leaned closer to Hermione. "Exspecaily, since the word is that Voldemort is back."
Hermione gasped and dropped her goblet. Her eyes grew wide with surprise.
"What!?! He's back! How did this happen?" She asked in a very frightened voice.
"Keep your voice down, your starting to attract attention." Sarah waited for Hermione to lean closer before she continued speaking. "No one knows for sure how he came back. All I know is that he is back, and that he is beginning to collect his Death Eaters back to him. He hasn't made a move yet, but he can take his time seeing as hardly anyone knows that he is back. I'm not even sure if Dumbledore knows that he is back."
"But how can Dumbledore not know? How can you know this?"
"Dumbledore isn't a psychic. He knows a lot, but he doesn't know everything. I can't tell you exactly how I know, just that I do. The resistance against him is already starting, but in a different place than in the last war. Soon, the world will be again at war, and we will all have to choose."
"Which side are you going to choose?"
"I'd think that it was obvious." Sarah said with a small smile.
"Oh."
"Well, we had better go, seeing as everyone else is." Sarah said as she got up and stretched. The two girls followed the rest of their house up to the common room, and headed to their beds.
Sarah was just about to drift off when there was a soft tapping at her window. She quietly got up and opened it up, after making sure everyone else in her dorm was asleep. She let the owl in and read the letter. She sighed and quickly wrote a reply. After she had let the owl out, she pulled on a pair of loose black pants, and a matching long-sleeved shirt.
She quietly let herself out of the now quiet dorm. She left the common room and walked through the castle, easily avoiding anyone else. When she got to the Entrance Hall she opened the door, and let herself out. She walked across the grounds towards the forest. She moved quietly, moving from shadow to shadow, like a shadow herself.
Sarah walked boldly into the forest, and soon found herself in a clearing that contained five other people, dressed in similar outfits to her own.
"It has come to our attention that there is a spy at Hogwarts. You are to find the spy and report to us who it is." The one in the middle said.
"Do you have any clues as to who it is?" Sarah asked.
"Yes, we know that it is a Gryffindor, but that is all we know so far. We are giving you until the end of the month to find the spy. You know the consequences of failing your mission."
"I'll find the mole by then. Have no worries." Sarah said with a grin. "This should be fun." The figures laughed.
"You always were a funny one." The shortest of the five said. "You are dismissed, and don't fail."
Sarah bowed and left the clearing. She was to find the spy. Hmmm. Who was it? She was surprised that it was a Gryffindor. She didn't think that any of her fellow housemates would stoop so low as to join Voldemort. Well, she was going to have to go into spy mode herself. I might as well start now, she thought reaching the doors to the school.
She made her way to the Gryffindor common room, and then she snuck up to the fifth year boy's dorms. She quietly opened Harry's trunk and pulled out an old piece of parchment. She closed the trunk and made her way back to the common room. She pulled out her wand and taped the map with it, muttering something under her breath.
Lines began to form on the parchment, and soon they had drawn a map of Hogwarts. The top said Monny, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs Proudly Present the Marauder's Map. The map was a wonderful tool. It told the user all of the secret passageways in the school, and it also showed all of the people in the school. Sarah was scanning it to see if everyone was where they needed to be.
She was about to give up when she noticed a dot moving in the fifth year girls' dormitory. Sarah saw that the dot was moving down the stairs, and she quickly hid herself. Sarah couldn't believe whom she was seeing. It was the last person she would ever think of. She decided that she could be wrong, so she decided to follow the girl.
Sarah quietly followed her out of the tower, and down to the dungeons. Sarah was not in the least bit surprised to see who was already in the room. Sarah slipped in, and hid in the shadows.
"Your late." Draco Malfoy said to the girl who had just come in.
"Sorry, but I was waiting for Sarah to get back. She still hasn't come back." None other than Hermione Granger said.
"What!?! You came down here with out making sure the blood traitor was asleep. For all we know she could have followed you down." Sarah smiled at the note of panic in Malfoy's voice. "Our Master will not be pleased with this. The traitor could ruin us if she found us."
"How could she? She is nothing special. She's smart, but that's all."
"Shows how much you know mudblood." Draco said with a sneer. "She's one of the tribe."
"Oh."
"Yes, that is how she could ruin us. Now, you must get rid of her."
"How? You just said she was one of the tribe. It's almost impossible to kill one of them if you're not of the tribe yourself."
"Your not going to kill her, she is useful to our Master's plans. You are just going to remove her from her little group of friends."
"And how will I do that?"
"You are going to do this..." Sarah was seeing blood by the time Malfoy finished his plan. She wanted to get up and beat the shit out of Malfoy, but being unnoticed was more important at the moment. Malfoy finished the plan, and both him and Hermione left the room.
Sarah slowly followed them out. She sighed. So much for sleeping she thought looking at her watch, which now read one a.m. She made her way to a hallway with the picture of a woman wearing a gold dress. She woke up the picture and said the password.
Sarah entered the room and grabbed the pot off of the mantle of the large fireplace. A fire had started the second she entered the room, and she threw the glittering powder into the fire.
"Apollo's Chariot" she shouted as she stepped into the fire. She felt her body spinning and was glad when she came out at her destination. That definitely isn't my favorite way to travel, she thought as she brushed herself off. She looked up at the woman who was standing in front of her that was ready to attack. Sarah smiled when she recognized her cousin.
"Hello Sandra. Is Nikita here?" Sarah asked. Her cousin relaxed her stance and nodded.
"She's in her office." Sarah thanked her and left the room. She walked down a brightly lit hallway, and knocked on a big oak door.
"Come in." A woman's vice called. Sarah entered the office and bowed. Nikita was the head of the tribe. She was the final word on everything, disobeying her was a death sentence.
"I have found the spy." Sarah said simply as she stood up. Nikita didn't even look surprised. Sarah was the best at what she did, and she had yet to fail a mission.
"Who is it?"
"Hermione Granger." Nikita raised her eyebrows at this.
"The bushy haired know-it-all?" Sarah nodded. "The muggle born girl?" Sarah nodded again. "She is the last person I would have suspected. How did you find her so soon?"
Sarah told her what had happened, while Nikita listened intently. After Sarah had finished, Nikita sat quietly in thought.
"You will follow through with their plan." She finally said.
"What?"
"You will let them go through with their plan. You will let them remove you from the group, and then you will let them befriend you."
"Why?"
"Because, we need a spy in Voldemort's circle. So far we have been unable to put one in. This is the perfect opportunity."
"So, because you can't get a spy in the Death Eater's circle, you going to force me to go through with a plan that will make those I love hate me?" Sarah asked calmly.
"Yes." Sarah swallowed hard and blinked her eyes slowly.
"Ok then. I'll do it. But know this, I will make you life a living hell if I survive this." With that Sarah turned and left the room. She walked back to the room with the fireplace feeling a painful pressure in her chest. She ignored her cousin's inquires, and threw some more powder into the fireplace. It wasn't until she was in bed with the curtains drawn that she let the tears come. When she had finally stopped crying, she felt empty inside. She quietly made to oaths to herself that night. The first was never to cry again. The second was to never let herself get close to anyone again. With an empty heart, Sarah was finally able to sleep."
The room was quiet as the Professor stopped the story for the night. Jamie quietly got up and left, feeling tears in her own eyes. She couldn't believe that anyone would give up everything just to fulfill a mission. She walked slowly up the stairs to her dorm and fell asleep with heavy thoughts.
The Professor on the other hand, sat in thought for a few minutes. Her eyes showed signs of sadness and pain, but no tears came to her to relive her heavy heart.
AN: Hermione fans please don't kill me. There is a reason for her behavior, don' worry, it will all turn out for the better. I know it might seem a little confusing and fast paced right now, but it will slow down and be less so once I actually get into the story.