A/N: After a... -Checks her stats- LONG hiatus from Fanfiction, I have returned, armed and ready to update. I'm sorry everyone, but I don't have a proxy and this site isn't accessible from school... So you'll find more stuff on I didn't think anyone liked my stuff anymore... So, here's to all you guys who love me!

Arie stood from the Slytherin table, "Excuse me, I have to go..." Her silver eyes tracked Amber's trembling lips. Arie's dark brows furrowed, as she shoved through Hufflepoofs, and Gryffendorks. SHe stopped behind Amber and kicked her bench.

The other three scowled, and Amber turned around, "You know, you have a voice. You can use it." Her brown eyes showed no sense of fear or pain.

"I'd rather not waste my breath on you, but seeing as I must..." Arie said crossing her arms, "We need to talk." She shook her long ebony locks back, "Now."

Amber shrugged and stood, casting one last glance to her friends. The two girls walked out of the Great Hall and into the front of Hogwarts. Arie led her sister to an empty room not too far from the owlery. It was a comfortable sitting room... For a Slytherin. There was little light, and what little there was came from rustic lamps on the walls and the single fireplace.

Two emerald green velvet arm chairs were in the center of the room. A sofa of the same material was along one wall and a loveseat across from it. Arie looked around to make sure no one was listening, "What the bloody hell were you thinking!?" She whispered angrilly at her wide-eyed sister.

"I don't know what you're talking about or why you're whispering." Amber said leaning on the wall, "You're just a crazy person that hates my house..." She rolled her eyes at Arie, "What do you, want Ariella?"

"What have you told them?" asked Arie with a menacing look about her.

Amber grinned, adn got in her sisters face, "Dear sister..." She smirked, "I have told them everything I know..." She threw her arms up in the air, "Harry is going to take care of me... Hermione and Ronald too!" She wagged her finger in Arie's face, "No more you, no more of your father, and no more of that horrid aunt!"

Arie shrunk back, and glared at Amber, "We may have shared a mother, and a womb, but let me tell you that we are nothing alike! And futhurmore, I don't care if anything happens to you... I hate you!"

"So tell me something I didn't already know." Amber said shrugging.

"Just to let you know, I'm just here to be a set of eyes. Father knows exactly what you have done, and he will punish you! See, unlike you... I have a father..."

Amber glowered, "Just because I haven't heard from my father doesn't mean something has happened to him." She swallowed, "Are you here to preach, or is there a meaning to this?"

"Look out, Amber Reneé." Arie said raising her eye brows, "I have not revealed all that I know..." She smirked, "Only what I wanted them to know... And you have faithfully led those fools into our trap..." She brushed past Amber, and as she was in the door way, turned and said, "If you knew anything... You'd learn to keep family secrets... Well, secrets!" She waved as she left the room.

Amber was left standing there. Her eyes were wide, and she couldn't believe what she had just heard. She ran straight to the common room, and right into her friends. They were sitting in the study. Amber looked at them and ran up to the girl's dorm. She searched through all of her things, and soon Hermione was behind her.

"Amber, what's going on... You look awful..." She sat on her bed, "And what are you look for?"

"Letters I've gotten. I've got-" SHe picked up a stack of letters, "Here we are..." She started to look through them, "I've got to see Dumbledore..." SHe was reading as Hermione began to realize something.

"Amber, do you know what is going to happen? What has Arie told you?" Hermione's eyes mirrored a concern that had not been shown for the girls since their own mother.

Amber pursed her lips, "If I say anything else, certain death will be in my future. Arie is not to be taken lightly." She looked at Hermione, "We must protect Harry, I have told you everything all wrong! Now Arie and her father have us right where they want us!" There were traces of tears in the corner of her eyes.

Hermione squinted in thought, "Amber, who is your sister's father?" She asked very lowly.

Amber's eyes widened, "Hermione, I can't tell you! It's too awful!" She snatched the letters, "You'd hate me for even sharing a womb with that disgrace of a girl!" She swallowed her tears, "Take a look at her yourself... I'm sure you can figure it out on your own... You're a clever girl. Now I have to go!" Amber hurriedly ran from the Gryffindor commons.

Harry and Ron appeared in the door way.

"What the hell was that all about?" Ron asked leaning back to make sure Amber was really gone.

"Ron." Harry said glancing at the letters on her bed, "Look at these... they're made from newspaper clippings..." Harry went to the papers. There were articles about Voldemort, and about the girls. There was one in the Daily Prophet that had a picture of the two girls when they were younger with a Gerard Knightly, Auror. Then there was a magazine called 'Secrets of the Dark: All you need to know this season about the Dark Arts'. It seemed to be Contraband. Harry flipped through. There was a picture of Tom Riddle in there, celebrating his accomplishments. Right next to it was a picture of the Slytherin girl that claimed to be Amber's sister. The similarities in the face were striking.

Harry dropped the magazine, "Bloody Hell!"

Ron backed up, "You're dating the kid of you-know-who!"

"No. Malfoy is." Hermione said shaking her head, "It's Arie not Amber."

"But their sisters." argued Ron.

"Not for long." Hermione said looking up with tears in her eyes.