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Dorcas Disapparated from the kitchen and reemerged in the Ministry of Magic. The ceiling above her was light blue and the walls were made of a dark, shiny wood. Fireplaces edged the hall and people were randomly stepping out of them, many with tired, distant looks in their eyes. Dorcas, James, Lily, and Sirius all Apparated in front of an enormous fountain with a statue. This statue depicted a beautiful witch and a handsome wizard standing tall, smiling. A centaur, house-elf, and a goblin all stood grouped around the couple with looks of adoration on their faces. Dorcas knew this fountain to be very deceiving and she had protested mightily the previous year when it had been put up.

Sirius yawned, "I wish I hadn't gotten up so early."

Dorcas glared at him, "You wish? Would've been nice if you hadn't woke me up too."

She was about to protest more but Lucius Malfoy had come into view. "I'll talk to you later," she mumbled and walked off. Lucius couldn't see her behaving too friendly with members that she worked with. It would be overly suspicious. James, Lily, and Sirius all knew Lucius for what he was but no one could prove his guilt.

"Hello Dorcas," his cold voice said when he noticed her. Dorcas cursed under her breath. She was hoping she could have sneaked by him unnoticed.

"Morning Lucius."

Lucius looked her up and down and Dorcas suddenly became interested in a man carrying piles of tottering parchment. Dorcas had often gotten the suspicion that Lucius was interested in her. This scared and angered her because Lucius was a man you shouldn't say no to and he had a wife. Dorcas didn't think this fact would change any of his twisted thoughts, however, and so she tried to avoid being near Lucius as much as possible.

"You look lovely today."

Dorcas forced a smile and thanked him. "How is your wife? Narcissa, isn't it?" she asked. For though she knew who Lucius was, she was never a friend of his. He was several years older than her and she had never really talked to him. Obviously they knew each other but lately Lucius had been much more interested in her then normal. This worried her very much.

"She's fine. We aren't getting along too well lately."

That explained his sudden interest. "I'm sorry to hear that."

There were silent as the walked to the elevator that led to the different levels. Unfortunately they arrived there at the same time as James, Lily, and Sirius did. Dorcas tried to tell them to wait but they winked at her and slipped on.

"Hello Dorcas," Lily said pleasantly.

Dorcas smiled nervously. "Lily,"

Lucius' cold eyes searched the group. Dorcas cleared her throat. "Um, James, Lily, Sirius, this is a. . .friend of mine, Lucius Malfoy. Lucius, these people work with me as Auror's."

Lucius stretched out his hand in politeness and smiled but the smile didn't reach the ice chips of his eyes. "Pleased." His eyes rested on James and Lily, who were holding hands, for a much longer time period than was necessary. When his eyes reached Lily his lips curved into the slightest sneer. Dorcas knew that it was because Lily was muggle born. If there was one thing that Lucius Malfoy truly hated, it was muggles. The couple stared defiantly back, not taking their eyes away from him, James gripping Lily's hand rather tightly.

The elevator suddenly halted and the cool, female voice filled their ears. "My stop," Lucius said. "I'll talk to you later Dorcas."

Dorcas smiled and waved at him but as soon as the doors to the elevator had closed she shrank back, sighing. "Oh, that was nerve wracking."

James was livid with anger. "I don't like him."

Lily shook her head, "Me either. Did you see the way he was looking at me?"

"He hates muggle born people."

Lily scowled. "I'm a witch now."

"But your blood isn't."

"Must be friends with Snape, that git." Sirius muttered darkly.

"Oh he is," Dorcas agreed. "But Snape is much better."

"They seem to be on the same level. Cold, heartless, greasy haired-"

"That's enough James. You just haven't given Severus a chance."

"Level two, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, including the Improper Use of Magic Office, Auror Headquarters, and Wizengamot Administration Services." The cool, female voice said.

The group filed out of the elevator and into a dreary corridor. Windows lined this corridor, even though the Ministry was underground (magic created the illusion) and today they were overcast.

"Why would I want to give that poor excuse for a human being a chance?" James asked.

Dorcas stopped and glared at him. "James, you don't even know Severus. He is a good man. He doesn't fit in too well with society but that is no reason to hate him."

"No, I hate him because he is a cold-hearted git. And this is not a one sided thing Dorcas."

"He is not a cold-hearted git! Why do you think he's helping the Order? And I don't have any idea why you hate each other so much but could you PLEASE stop insulting him, he is my friend after all."

"Dunno why he would be your friend. . ."

"James!" Lily shrieked.

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry Dorcas, I'll try but I can't promise anything."

An uncomfortable silence filled the corridor as they headed for Auror headquarters.

"Maintenance must be unhappy again," Lily said in an attempt to end the tense atmosphere, gesturing to the dark window's.

"Yeah," Dorcas agreed.

Turning a corner, the group trudged through heavy oak doors and entered Auror headquarters. There were hundreds of cubicles in a neat line and thousands of pictures edged the walls. These pictures could be anything from wanted Wizards to families to Quidditch Teams (though Quidditch hadn't been held in over three years because of the war).

Dorcas yawned. "Just being here makes me tired." The group walked to their cubicles, which were side by side. Dorcas' wall was like any other, it had pictures of possible Death Eaters that she was tracking or wanted criminals who were not necessarily members of Voldemort's group. Dorcas knew who a lot of Death Eater's were, but there was a lot that she didn't know about. She tracked these members, trying to get information as well as she possibly could. All the Auror's were obviously searching for Voldemort himself but there were no pictures of him. No one could get a picture of him and learn to tell the tale. Dorcas didn't want the picture there anyway. It would be very terrifying to have him looking at you from all directions like that.

Dorcas' life as an Auror was very difficult. No one except for James, Lily, and Sirius knew who she was. Every member in this office would have her under arrest if they had any idea that she belonged to the Death Eaters. And Dorcas would rather die than spend a single minute in Azkaban, the dreaded Wizarding prison. She knew who Death Eaters were, she knew even as her co-workers were trying to work out whether so and so was one or not. But she couldn't come right out and say who was a Death Eater and who wasn't. She had to get them in the act and if Dorcas knew too much, it would look suspicious for the Auror's. And if Voldemort started losing his Death Eater's, he would know there was an internal spy. She had to be very careful. She would make suggestions and would cancel or encourage theories. She tried to do it as unobtrusively as possible. She researched her own Death Eater possibilities, because, again, she didn't know who all of them were.

"Dorcas," James called, peeking around the corner of her cubicle.

"Hmm?" She asked, hunched over a stack of parchment covered in her neat handwriting.

"You on for lunch today? Alice and Frank were thinking of heading to Diagon Alley. Leaky Cauldron sound good to you?"

"Sure."

"Alright." James paused and then said uncomfortably, "I didn't mean to insult you.

"I know. You just have to realize that Severus is giving up just as much as I am by trading sides. I don't care if you hate him but you should give him credit."

"I know, will you forgive me?" James got down on his knee with an innocent look on his face. "Please?"

Dorcas laughed and waved him off and then returned to her work. She had piles of notes of possible Death Eaters, though they would not be important members. Dorcas knew who all the important Death Eater's were. While there were other criminals in the Wizarding world, no one really cared about them at the moment. Everyone was too concerned with the threat of Voldemort and his cunning minions. Voldemort knew the importance of having Dorcas work in Auror headquarters so he would often give her the names of some of his less important or less loyal followers so she would be able to keep her job.

Dorcas worked relentlessly the rest of the day. She researched her suspects, performed vision spells to see where they were at the moment, double checked their records, researched their jobs, checked their family history, and on and on the list went. Finally, when she was beginning to develop a throbbing headache in her right temple, James interrupted her.

"Ready?' he asked.

"Definitely," she replied gratefully.

James, Lily, Sirius, and Dorcas left the office and took the elevator back to the main floor. Suddenly Dorcas cried out in pain and nearly fell into the enormous fountain.

"What is it?" Sirius asked concerned, catching her before she fell.

Dorcas took a deep breath, trying to gain back her senses. She lifted up her sleeve slightly and showed the group her tattoo which was normally clear. It was now completely black.

Lily's eyes filled with rage. "Now?"

Dorcas smiled feebly. "He calls when he wants, sometimes just to give orders and sometimes-" Dorcas paled. "Sometimes he calls when there has been a great killing."

James reached over and gripped her arm. "Don't go."

Dorcas laughed. "And lose my life? I'll pass, thanks." She paused and shook her head. "I'll talk to you guys later." And she Disapparated before they could argue with her more.