"You are sure you locked the car, Karakoff?" a boy asked.

"Yes," the voice of Dr. Graphite said, but from a younger body.

"Are you sure?" the boy asked again.

"Cleave!" Karakoff shouted.

"If she's not the one," the other boy said, twitching nervously.

"Nore, she is," Karakoff said firmly.

"How do you know? Were you attracted to her?" Cleave chided.

"I'd rather not comment," Karakoff said, blusing slightly.

"So you were," Nore said mockingly.

"Shut up, Nore," Karakoff said, irritated with their jeering remarks.

"Did she resist going with you?" Cleave asked.

"No, the parents bought the shrink story so she didn't really have a choice. Actually her friends gave more of a resistance than she did. They were ready to pull their wands on me," Karakoff laughed suddenly. "Guess who was with her?"

Cleave and Nore shrugged, "No idea, who?"

"Potter and his followers," Karakoff said, "And a few other guys you may know..."

"Who?" Nore asked, interested.

"Malfoy and them," Karakoff said, smirking.

"Did they recognize you?" Cleave asked.

"Yeah. They acted like they didn't, but I knew they did. Potter and his friends asked Snape to do a memory charm and he made up some bull about not being able to shield it," Karakoff snickered.

"Did they know he was lying?" Nore asked.

"Nah, they just bought it. What morons!" Karakoff exclaimed.

"So Malfoy and them should be showing up soon, then?" Cleave said.

"Yeah. Probably as soon as they can ditch those losers," Karakoff said.

"Hey, do you think she's still asleep?" Nore asked, trying to see into the car that was about ten yards away.

"I don't know, maybe we should be quiet," Cleave said nervously.

Lily, who had heard nearly all of their conversation, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Afraid of a girl, Cleave?" Karakoff said mockingly.

"A girl, no. An elemental, yes," he responded, unabashedly.

"I'm not totally convinced she is one," Nore said.

"Why?" Karakoff said irritatedly.

"Well, if she were one, couldn't she have stopped you from taking her or excaped?"

"I don't know, maybe she wanted to meet the dark lord," Karakoff said.

"Yeah," Cleave snorted. "She wanted to meet a dark lord. That sounds like every other fifteen year-old girl I know."

Karakoff shrugged, "If she isn't the one, than I think that my lord was mistaken and there is no elemental. For the girl's sake, I hope she is."

"Heh. If she isn't, she's dead for sure. Then again," Cleave paused. "Even if she is, there is that chance that she'll still be dead. Sucks to be her!"