"How do you do it, Rhonda?" demanded Kristie on the way out.
"Do what?" questioned Ursedonah, although she already knew the answer.
"How do you get Snape to treat you like that? You're the only one that he treats with respect!" interrogated Kristie suspiciously.
"I have connections…" replied Ursedonah in a mysterious voice.
"You always say that. What connections do you have?" Kristie demanded impatiently.
"Lets just say that my brother was a powerful man, and I am more powerful than even him. Snape is one of the few people who knows how powerful I really am." Ursedonah responded choosing her words very carefully.
"And how powerful is that?" asked Kristie with a hint of sarcasm.
"Well… You know Voldemort…"
Kristie winced. "I know of him, I never knew him personally…" she recovered.
"Yeah… well… he's my… I mean I'm more powerful than him." Ursedonah continued quickly.
"Whatever," said Kristie, clearly not convinced.
"Okay. Fine. Can you keep a secret?" asked Ursedonah urgently.
"Sure. What?" Kristie said curiously.
"Voldemort is my brother." Whispered Ursedonah.
"Come on, tell me the truth for once!" responded Kristie in disbelief.
"I could show you if you want. I can speak parseltounge."
"Show me."
"Serpansortia!" said Ursedonah waving her wand. A snake appeared on the floor. "I'll tell it to slither over here and circle me."
"Okay." Said Kristie looking scared.
"Thssiiy hesss thaaasss" The snake followed the command.
Kristie was dumbfounded.