Chapter 2

The four men stared at her in surprise.

"Okay…. Let's start easy. Where am I?" Camilla asked while setting the drink down.

The old man was the first to recover his wits. "You are in my office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Camilla started, "Excuse me, but did you just say witchcraft and wizardry?"

"I assure you, magic is real," The old man said, "and just like everything, in magic there exists a capacity for good and evil. What you witnessed today was an example of a great evil. The group is headed by Voldemort, in the wizarding world, a name synonymous with both great power and great evil. He delights in the torture of non-magic folk."

"But, what about him?" Camilla asked pointing a shaking finger to Snape. These people had to be the weirdest she had ever had the…pleasure… of talking to.

"I'm a spy. The bad guy act is merely a charade. Don't exactly fit the part of the good guy, do I?" Snape glowered.

"Don't look pretty either, does he?" the haunted one asked. "Sirius Black. Nice to meet you…?"

"Oh, how rude of me. I'm Camilla Bracken. Please to make your acquaintance." She said then grimaced. Her mother's speech patterns had been old-fashioned and easily passed on to her daughter. Before Camilla could dwell further on her speech patterns or the chaos that was her brain at the moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" The old man said standing. In came a severe looking woman and two young men glaring at each other. One had sharp features and longish blond hair swept back. The other had unruly black hair and an impressive scar. To Camilla's eyes, he looked exactly as her brother had.

"Robert?" she whispered as the room faded from her view and she fell from the chair to the floor.

"He closely resembles her brother." Snape said in way of explanation. Remus Lupin picked Camilla up and placed her back upright in her chair. A moment later, her eyes fluttered open.

A/N: I got tired of my writing hiatus so I made myself get creative. Enjoy…: ). Oh, speaking of smiles, I keep forgetting to fix mine. Every lone J is actually a smile… at least in everything before this posting. : ). Reviews are wanted...but… ya know… nobody really seems to want to do that. Oh well. shrug Life goes on…