"As you three know," Lupin said, addressing Harry, Ron and Hermione, "I am indeed a werewolf. A moon wolf. I live in fear of attacking anyone, but I knew inside me, that my best friend's son Harry Potter was not the only one at Hogwarts I was at all familiar with. It had been her mother. Nina Lovegood was indeed my eldest sister. I had been with her daughter Luna at the time when it had happened. Nina had been in a forest with Luna and me. Luna being only 9 at the time was happily running through the forest. Her mother was a great one for practising spells. We were going to find a Wilsky bark, something for her to practise on. She looked so happy, so contented as she picked up a Danticore and let it fly from her hands. Suddenly, everything went cold; I remembered that icy feeling so well. Danger loomed. 'Is it Dementors?' Luna asked her mother nervously. She had heard about Dementors and so she clung onto her mother's hand. Nina shook her head. She was very similar to her daughter in many ways, but what I noticed the most was the way their eyes were gazing around the forest. Exactly the same. Ian Lovegood was not with us. Nina had no protection at all. She had her wand out and was holding her daughter as though she were her last galleon. I had no idea what was about to happen. I still think about it now, though I must admit, Luna was so very lucky. You see, a pack of snarling werewolves came round the corner of the forest, a dead unicorn clutched in their slimy mouths. 5 were holding the unicorn, while the other 5 snarled at us. I pulled out my wand, blood pounding in my head. Nina very white and shaking, gently pushing Luna behind her, out of harms way. Suddenly, one of them howled. A blood freezing noise, how white Nina's face was now, but we still remained motionless. They came towards us, ever so slowly, Luna screamed. This one scream is responsible for all that followed. They dropped the unicorn and charged at her. Nina acted so quickly, much faster than I had time to do. They were a foot away when she used such a powerful bit of magic. At once, everything blurred, swirls everywhere, I couldn't make out them, or the wolves. I called out but no sound came from my mouth. I lifted my foot, it moved so slowly I gave up. I tried shouting again. What was going on? Then, suddenly I heard a loud thud. I could see normally. Everything returned. Except the wolves, the dead unicorn just where it had been seconds before, but all the wolves had vanished."
Lupin's grey eyes fell to the ground. "I regret it more than ever. Why hadn't I done something? So I looked over to make sure my sister was all right and... there she was, lying in a heap on the floor. No scars or cuts, just dead. Luna was crying, knelt down by her mother's body, completely motionless. "Bring her back." Luna whispered to me. Then she too collapsed."
Lupin looked over at the wolf who was gazing at him, obviously the same image in its too. "She had been bitten. Her mother saved her life. She wasn't quick enough to stop the bite though. It was such a powerful spell it would have killed anyone. So, ever since then I have known I have had something in common with Luna. We were both werewolves."
At those words, the werewolf began to change, it was no longer brown and hairy, it was a person, Luna! She looked sadly at Lupin. "I had no idea you remembered it as clearly as me." She said.
Luna was a werewolf. Everything was happening so fast. So that's why she was so glad to hear that maybe Harry was too. That's why she was always in the forest! Lupin was Luna's uncle, why had it never crossed Harry's mind before, but now he looked at them both together, he could understand why.
Voldermort had not been paying much attention to the situation. He snapped his fingers in exasperation, looking around for the death eaters that were not there.
Anna smiled mysteriously. "I don't think they're coming." She said quietly.
"What!" Voldermort thundered. "How would you know?"
Anna said nothing. Voldermort raised his wand. "I've had enough of this!" He bellowed and opened his mouth.
Snape came in. eyes darting round the room. "Well, well, well." He said slyly. His eyes paused on Voldermort. "The dark lord..." He stammered. "It's not..."
"It is." Boomed Voldermort. "And I would have finished you off long ago if it wasn't for Dumbledore. Fetch him for me or I will kill you!" He barked. Snape vanished. "And you," he said turning on Anna. "I should never have believed you were really on my side. Call yourself my daughter! You are no relation of mine!"
"I'm Anna Chang now." She said bravely. Did she really know how powerful the man standing right in front of her was?
"Indeed." Voldermort hissed. "You've served your purpose, why don't I put an end to you?"
Anna went very white, but didn't move. Voldermort raised his wand. "Avada Kadavra!" He bellowed. There was a flash of not green, but red light. The spell hit Anna full blast and she collapsed.
Professor Lovegood leapt to his feet. "You call yourself a lord!" He bellowed, more angry than Harry had seen him ever before. He only just noticed the cuts and bruises on his face and arms; he had obviously entered the Whomping willow way. "You're so selfish you kill your own flesh and blood for no reason!"
"Professor Lovegood," Hermione stammered. "I'm not sure she's dead. Green flash means death, red flash..."
"What?" Voldermort hissed.
"I think it's because you're related." Hermione said quietly. "She can't be killed."
"That does not matter." Voldermort said. "Where are my Death Eaters!" At once, Bellatrix LeStrange appeared in the centre of the room. "Ah, my most faithful..."
"There's no time." Bellatrix hissed. "The others have been captured!"
"By who! Who would dare..."
"Them," Bellatrix pointed at Anna, Ginny and Luna. "And she knows about it." She glared at Hermione.
Ron and Harry gaped at Hermione. Why hadn't she told them? Was this what all the letters to Lupin had been about?
Lupin! Harry glanced over at him; he was deep in concentration. What was he doing? He had out a glass; the same one Sirius had given to Harry. Lupin smiled into it, within seconds, there was a loud bang, chairs were blasted out of the way and Wormtail appeared in front of them, even shorter than Harry could remember from his dreams or last time he had seen him in person. Lupin stepped forwards.
"Traitor!" Voldermort barked at Petigrew. "You said to me..."
Dumbledore came barging into the room. He stopped upon seeing Voldermort. "What do we have here." He said quietly. It took him a while to take into view everyone in the room, from Anna who was lying on the floor, to Professor Lovegood and Lupin then to Harry, Ron and Hermione. His eyes focused on Voldermort again, who Harry had never seen even a bit afraid before. But here he was, eyeing Dumbledore with dislike.
"Can I ask you please, why you are using this old place as a hide out?" Dumbledore asked pleasantly, gesturing round the dark, dusty room.
"I needed to be near her," Voldermort gestured at the lump on the ground. "Pointless really, she's just like her mother, I killed her eleven years ago. Then that foolish Death eater, Regulus Black, he was murdered too." He laughed a cold hard laugh.
"I thought you couldn't kill family?" Ron asked abruptly.
"You can't kill your own close blood relatives." Hermione said knowledgeably. "Not by avada kedavra anyway."
"That ruins your plans then." Professor Lovegood snarled at Voldermort who was pointing his wand threateningly at him.
"I don't need Avada Kadavra to kill." He laughed. Then he paused. "Wait," Voldermort ordered at Bellatrix. "Wait until it is necessary. We need to get everything we can out of them first."
"You want to know where it is..." Dumbledore said calmly to Voldermort.
"Yes." Voldermort hissed. "You no longer hold the information."
The door opened but no one came in. Ron kept glancing at it as though expecting a centaur to barge through.
"And I know you know." Voldermort said, now to Harry.
"What?" Harry protested.
"Yes..." Voldermort said softly. "Now how do I do this... mmm... Where is it..." He hissed in a snake like tone. Harry suddenly had an image of himself back at Privet Drive in the summer. "Where is it..." Voldermort hissed again. It was night... everything was silent...
"NO!" Dumbledore roared.
Voldermort smirked and hissed once more, "Where is it..."
Dumbledore raised his wand. "It's at..." Harry began in a voice quite unlike his own. Then he stopped. He had been made to stop... by what though? He looked around, Ginny was kneeling by Anna, arms wrapped round her waist and shaking, Ron was standing awkwardly by the door, Hermione was watching Dumbledore carefully, as was Lupin, Petigrew was cowering in a corner and Professor Lovegood had so much hatred in his eyes and was looking at Voldermort as though he would like nothing better than to kill him. Luna was sitting in an old chair, fiddling with a strand of her hair.
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't. Then he heard a voice inside his head. "Harry, it's Dumbledore. Don't say anything. Don't tell him where it is." Harry stared at Dumbledore, who smiled slightly.
Voldermort was livid with rage. "CRUCIO! AVADA KADAVRA! IMPERIO!" He roared. Dumbledore was knocked backwards a bit, but nothing happened, except Dumbledore's voice had gone from Harry's head.
"Sharing cross..." Harry said in the same echoing vice. Voldermort yelled in triumph. Dumbledore looked very pale. Harry stared, what had just happened?
A split second later Voldermort vanished. He must have gone to Sharing cross! Everyone began to act. Half the room dissapperated, Dumbledore amongst them. They were left with Ginny, Luna, Anna, Hermione, Ron and Him. But also... Malfoy and Piers!
"Morning Potter." Muttered Malfoy reluctantly holding out broomsticks and throwing off an invisibility cloak. They must have been watching the whole thing invisible.
"Dumbledore told us to." Piers muttered. "He said to go to Sharing Cross."
Harry groaned. He would have liked nothing better than the company of Piers Polkiss and Draco Malfoy. "Get a move on then." Malfoy hissed. "So she's not my cousin?" He said thoughtfully, looking at Anna. "Fancy that, the Dark Lord's daughter! And I actually knew her." He said as though this made him very special.
"Get a move on!" Hermione snapped grabbing a broomstick. "You three wait there." She said in the direction of Luna, Ginny and Anna.
So Harry, Ron, Hermione, Malfoy and Piers Polkiss mounted their brooms and kicked off into the night. "Any idea where you're going!" Malfoy drawled over his shoulder at Harry.
"Yes," Hermione said, she had a map out. "North from here, follow me."
"Our leader has spoken." Malfoy muttered.
"Well do you want to lead the way?" Harry said to him.
Ron was having trouble near the back. He was caught in between Malfoy an Piers who were taking the liberty to accidentally swerve off course and crash into him on either side. "OK, we've got to be very careful." Hermione called over her shoulder at them. "Because of muggles. We'll go up." She said.
Harry had no idea Hermione or Piers could fly as well as they were, but Piers wasn't lagging behind and Hermione had soared straight upwards indicating that they did the same. "West here!" Hermione yelled ten minutes later. "Be careful, some muggles might be letting out the cat, or working nights."
Malfoy snorted and pulled a face at Hermione's back. Harry glared at him, but flew forwards to be away from them. "We're almost there." Hermione told him about fifteen minutes later. Sharp turn soon, then we'll go into land."
They began diving downwards. "Careful!" Hermione often shouted back at them. They continued to dive until Sharing cross came into view. Flames were licking the ground, sparks flying all around. Voldermort stood, in the middle of the flames, cackling insanely, pointing his wand at the ground, and causing soil to fly out in all directions. They soon landed and got off their brooms leaving them unattended and propped up on a gravestone. Voldermort did not know they had arrived.
"Put the invisibility cloak on!" Hermione hissed at Piers. "We've got to stop Voldermort getting whatever it is or he'll be even more powerful than Dumbledore!"
At that precise moment, Voldermort looked up. "Welcome." He said coldly, flames crackling so loudly it was hard for Harry to hear at all. "Come over here and help me." Harry did so, edging closer with every second. Hermione and Ron followed. Harry saw that there was a pack of Death eaters. He recognised Lucius Malfoy and... "Snape!" Dumbledore was wrong! He had been plotting against them!
Snape looked up quickly and shot Harry a warning look. Harry couldn't understand it
"Now, Potter," Voldermort said as though he were a salesman persuading Harry to buy a new arrival. "Please, do tell us where it is exactly."
"I don't know." Harry said puzzled. Voldermort didn't know exactly where it was... He just knew whereabouts.
"Yes you do! You have had the information for almost a year! Of course you know!" Voldermort hissed.
Harry's eyes were darting round the graveyard, where could it be? The death eaters chortled. Voldermort raised a hand to silence them. "Alright then, where is Dumbledore."
"I don't know that either." Harry said truthfully.
"What about you," Voldermort said addressing Ron and Hermione who shook their heads nervously. "I see... What is that?"
Harry turned, over where Malfoy was standing, was the mirror of Erised! Hermione looked thoughtful. Then she turned and walked towards the mirror.
"That is no longer useful." Voldermort hissed. "It is a waste of time."
"I know what you're doing." Hermione said knowingly.
Voldermort sneered then began speaking with his death eaters. He turned round. "Imperio!" He shouted in no particular direction. The spell hit Malfoy. Malfoy staggered, then his eyes looked glazed, the imperius curse. Harry had had this particular curse put on him by Mad eye Moody in his fourth year. He clearly remembered that empty feeling in his mind. Malfoy turned to stare at Harry. Voldermort had an evil glint in his eye. A storm began. Rain splashing down hard and fast. Voldermort raised his wand, pointing it straight at Harry. "I am going to force you to tell me where it is!" He barked. A bolt of lightning illuminated the death eaters, crowding behind Voldermort. They were searching for it... The thunder started, blocking out Voldermort's words. Harry could see him take from his pocket a small bottle. He handed it to Harry with the instruction to drink it. Harry looked at the clear liquid; it was verita serum, a truth potion. He could not drink it. Voldermort raised his wand and shouted something Harry could not hear through the heavy rain and thunder. At once, the bottle was empty. Where had the liquid gone? Surely Harry hadn't drunk it.
"Where is it!" Voldermort roared.
"I have no idea." Harry said without thinking, what was going on?
"Where is Dumbledore?" Voldermort asked angrily.
"I don't know." Harry said in the same expressionless voice, without thinking what he was saying.
The rain was subsiding. "You are of no use to me as an enemy." Voldermort declared. "Join me, Harry." Harry stared at him. "It is for the best. I will bring back your parents. Join me and I will do anything you say."
Harry continued to watch Voldermort. He knew he would never join the dark side, but something inside him wanted to. "Join me." Voldermort breathed. "It is all for the best."
Harry raised his wand and sent a spell at Voldermort. Instead of hitting him, it blasted two of the nearest gravestones into splinters. The splinters of stone soared high into the air, and joined, making one large gravestone. And from this gravestone came a long, thick and slightly shiny wand. "That's it!" Voldermort yelled.
The wand flew into the air and landed in Harry's hand. It was solid gold and gave off powerful purple sparks.
"Hand it over!" Voldermort roared.
Harry stood his ground, keeping a firm grip on the wand. What did it do and why did Voldermort want it so much. Was object in his hand really the most powerful thing in the wizarding world?
The death eaters approached, all of them had their wands out. Harry stared at Snape, then at Lucius Malfoy, then to Draco Malfoy who was standing completely still. It all happened in a split second. Every single death eater shouted a different spell. Harry tried to dodge them, but it was no use. He heard Hermione and Malfoy scream, Ron groan... Then another spell hit him full force, knocking him to the ground. Harry could taste blood in his mouth, his glasses had shattered, but he managed to see Dumbledore, he had appeared from nowhere and was shooting spells. Harry looked down at his hand, the wand was gone. Voldermort had won. He had got the object he had wanted for a whole year. Then more figures emerged. Harry fumbled for his wand. The moment he tried, a thumping pain knocked him back. His whole body felt like it was on fire. He could see Snape, Professor Lovegood, Ginny and Anna... Then he gave up all hope of remaining conscious and collapsed.