A/N :

Yo doodums!

Hope you're all alright. Personally, I was a bit depressed until Friday night. But now I'm fine. Or I will be until sometime in the next week, when it'll all go downhill again. Oh well, that's my life!

Yes, most of you do know now. Don't brag about it, OK? I am scared of myself for admitting it!

If you don't understand something, email me or put it in your REVIEW!

As usual, I own nothing except Aurora, Addie [character not person], Mara, Lucy, Amy and Clíodhna. I don't own White Stripes or Evanescence lyrics or any HP related stuff or characters.

This chapter is dedicated to . . . Jack and Meg White for giving me the best night of my life so far. And all of you guys too!


Aurora recovered slowly over the next week, going back to her usual ways of not paying attention in any of her classes (except Potions) and never handing in her homework. She spent her spare time sitting her room, talking to Draco, listening to depressing music (as usual) and reading her Tome and Muggle books.

One day, about two weeks later, Aurora walked into the Great Hall, looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily. She walked down the middle of the Hall between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables, still gazing up at the pumpkin-dotted ceiling.

The Great Hall was empty of students, and preparations were being made for the evening's feast and ball for the older students. Most of the older students, Draco and Mara included, were in Hogsmeade. Aurora had not been given permission to go, and she knew if she did go, invisible, Mara would sense her and tell the nearest teacher straight away. Aurora usually took risks, but not this time. She turned back when she reached the teacher's table and walked back slowly towards the doors.

I have always loved Samhain. she thought. But Yule is still my favourite festival!

Aurora had been too busy to celebrate Mabon, and people already thought she was strange enough without finding out about her 'strange' religious beliefs.

She went quickly back to her room and changed from the plain black school robes she was wearing into black baggy cords, a red top which proudly proclaimed 'I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself'. She did not put on any shoes or socks, just went barefoot.

She strode out into the grounds, her rucksack on her back. A few of the younger students were outside too as it was a lovely Autumnal day. She sat down on the grass near the Forbidden Forest, got out her book, 'Hades' Daughter' and her CD player, and began to read.

I saw you standing in the corner,
On the edge of a burning light,
I saw you standing in the corner,
Come to me again in the cold, cold night.

You make me feel a little older,
Like a full grown woman might,
But when you're gone I feel colder

Come to me again in the cold, cold night.
I don't care what other people say,
I'm going to love you anyway,
Come to me again in the cold, cold night.

I can't stand it any longer,
I need the fuel to make my fire bright,
So don't fight it any longer,
Come to me again in the cold, cold night.

Draco paced up and down outside the Great Hall. He was dressed in his black dress robes, and, as usual, he was waiting for Aurora to appear.

"Come on, come on!" he muttered angrily to himself. A couple walking past arm-in-arm stared at him, but he just gave them a dirty look and they turned back and hurried towards the Hall. "Where is she?" he muttered.

Getting ready stupid. Her voice sounded in his head. I don't normally take this long, but I felt like getting dressed up a bit, which is something that doesn't happen very often.

How long are you going to be?

About five minutes.

Five minutes passed but still Aurora did not appear. The majority of people had already entered the Hall, but he had not seen Potter, Weasley, Granger or Mara.

He looked up briefly and saw a figure walking statuesquely down the corridor towards him.

Aurora. Her hair, raven blue-black and wavy as usual, was down to her waist, and pulled back slightly, allowing most of it to fly free. The white streak was still prominent on the left side.

Her dress, for she had refused to wear robes, was simple yet elegant. The sleeves and hem touched the floor, and her hands were lost under folds of fabric in midnight blue. She wore a violet cord around her waist, a sign of her power.

Her eyes were deep grey and wolf-like. The stone on the silver chain around her neck was a violet amethyst, as was the stone in her ring.

You're not wearing any shoes. Draco noted. Why?

Today is Samhain.

Saw- what? Do you mean Halloween?

No, Samhain. I am wearing no shoes as a sign of respect and oneness with nature. Its religious stuff.

By this time she had reached where Draco was standing. "Shall we?" he said as he offered her an arm, which she took.

They entered the hall like a King and Queen. The majority of people were dancing, but those who did not have a partner, like Crabbe, Goyle and, surprisingly, Pansy, stood to one side of the hall or sat on various chairs scattered around the sides.

"Dance?" asked Draco.

"Of course," replied Aurora.

There was a band playing called 'Mort and Company', who Aurora thought were pretty good because they played decent rock music and they had a lady drummer.

Aurora turned after about half an hour to look at the doors. Four latecomers were trying to enter unnoticed. Potter, Granger, Weasley and Mara. she thought.

"I'll be right back," she whispered into Draco's ear. She stopped for a second, then pressed her ring into his hand. "Take this for me, will you?" she asked, then walked away, leaving Draco stranded in the middle of all of the dancing.

Where are you going? he asked.

To talk to Mara. You can listen if you want to. She crossed over to where the four had stopped, and she greeted Potter, Weasley and Granger with a curt nod of her head.

She then turned to Mara, and took her hands. Simultaneously, they both dropped own onto one knee in a sort of bow, and then stood back up again. The trio looked utterly shocked, as did Draco.

"Kala. Amin umya ve le, nana min noa lye shu na potel an ech naa?" asked Aurora. [A/N : Kala. I don't like you, but can we at least be civil to each other?]

Mara thought for a minute. "Ten i mont," she replied. [A/N : For the moment.]

"Good. Naevaer Kala."

"Naevaer Ara."

Aurora walked to where Draco was standing, and took her ring from his hand. "What was that?" he asked.

"We agreed that even though we fight on opposite sides now, we used to be friends and . . . "

"You used to be friends with her?" asked Draco.

"Yes. Quite good friends actually. We grew up together, and her father and my mother were friends."

"I think I know you, and then you tell me things I don't know."

"I don't think anyone will ever know me entirely."

They went back to dancing, but about two hours later, as the songs were beginning to slow, Aurora lifted her head from Draco's shoulder. She sensed a new sorcerer presence somewhere near.

"What's wrong?" Draco whispered in her ear. He turned to look where Aurora was staring. A figure was entering the hall, clad in a long black cloak. Mara glanced up sharply from where she was dancing, then she turned and looked at Aurora, a dark hatred in her eyes.

Mara . . . no. thought Aurora.

I didn't make a pact with any of the others, just you.

You dare . . .

Oh, I won't. Yet.

You're good with threats. Ever thought about joining us?

Mara's face visibly changed. NO! she thought defiantly.

That's what we all thought to start with. Now, I have to go and talk to her. Aurora walked over to where the figure was standing, took its hand and led it out of the hall. They went to a small room off of the main corridor.

"Amin cuio an buio, Hîril nîn," the figure announced in a feminine voice, kneeling down in front of Aurora and offering up a hand. Aurora took her hand, pulled her to her feet and took down her hood. Underneath was a girl of about Aurora's age. [A/N : I live to serve, my Lady]

"Elen síla lúmen' omentielvo, Gwathel Clíodhna. Man prestad?" [A/N : Literally : A star shines upon the hour of our meeting, Sister Clíodhna.]

"Laume. Amin telin tengwa an le." [A/N :Nothing. I have a letter for you.]

"Hannon le." Clíodhna handed Aurora a large envelope.

She tore open the envelope, and inside there were three letters. The first read:

Dear Aurora,

The next council meeting is to be in one week, on the 7th of November. We hope you will be able to attend despite your busy school schedule.

Amy

Head of Morion

P.S. Please do not forget you have to speak, and please bring Draco along with you.

The next one was a long and complicated letter from one of Aurora's good friends, Lucy, about life outside of Hogwarts, her job and her newly acquired boyfriend, Scott. The last letter however, was the one that she found the most interesting.

I, Amy, head of the Morion Order of the Sorcerers and legal Guardian to Aurora Polgana, as designated by her father, give her permission to go to the village of Hogsmeade when the rest of her year goes.

"Can she do that?" asked Aurora to herself, forgetting that Clíodhna was still in the room.

"Do what, Hîril nîn?" asked Clíodhna.

"Never mind. Hannon le, Gwathel Clíodhna."

"Its alright. Am cuio an buio, remember?"

Aurora laughed. "I know."

"Loth amin hauta lye us, Hîril nîn?" asked Clíodhna. [A/N : May I take your leave my Lady?]

"Of course you may Clíodhna."

Clíodhna shimmered slightly, then disappeared.

"Who was that?" asked a voice from behind Aurora.

"Clíodhna."

"A Gwathel of yours presumably?"

"Yes."

"I should have killed her when I had the chance."

"Mara," said Aurora, turning round. Draco was there too, and Potter. "Both you and I know that we aren't meant to kill anyone. Yet. In fact, killing is a last resort, which you, more than us resort too."

Mara could find no answer to this.

"Actually, Mara, what do you have against us?"

"You're evil."

"Why?"

"Well . . ."

"The Shadows were neutral. You were the ones that started the killing, all of those years ago. We are only how we are because your people cast us out into the darkness!"

Mara just stared. "I don't think so," she said finally.

"You haven't been taught both sides of the story, have you?"

"No . . ."

"I have. And its all your people's fault." Aurora marched past them out of the door, half dragging Draco with her.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"Old grudges die hard, even if you have just agreed to be civil."

"What?"

Aurora sighed. By now they were back in the Great Hall, in the midst of all of the dancing. "Come on," she said, holding out her arms. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Le meluvan úne ar alye lúmessen tenna nurucilie," she whispered.

"Hm?"

"Never mind."

The words have been drained from this pencil.
Sweet words that I want to give you.
I need to tell you . . . goodnight.

When we're together I feel perfect,
When I'm pulled away from you I fall apart.
All you say is sacred to me

Somehow I'll show you that you are my night sky,
I've always been right behind you,
Now I'll always be right beside you.

So many nights I've cried myself to sleep,
But now that you love me, I love myself

I never thought I would say that I would say that
I never thought there would be you . . .


A/N :

I LOVE BOTH OF THOSE SONGS! (I changed the last one slightly though)

Hope you enjoyed it! PLEASE review!

Do you think I went a bit overboard with her description? Its just a few people have been saying they don't know exactly what she looks like, so I thought I'd do that.

There is quite a lot of Old Tongue. Things that I have translated once, I have not again. Sorry if this confuses you!

People :

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