Summary: Mary Sue. Lena just lost her parents in a tragic car accident and has to live with an uncle that she never knew existed. While with her uncle, she is tangled in a web of love, lies and terror. Mild cursing (the non-magical sort) and some sexual content.

Chapter 6: Worries

Draco was late for class, which ended up with a dismissal to the Headmaster's office.

Dumbledore walked up behind Draco as he closed onto the entrance to his office.

"Mr. Malfoy, I know what you did for Ms. Calloway. You will not be punished, but she will need her own room, I presume. She will have her own living quarters attached to her uncle's."

The old man thought on this for a while and finished,

"Yes, that will do."

Draco turned to leave when Dumbledore asked,

"Or would you prefer her to be put somewhere near the Slytherin common room. I have no objections if you don't, her uncle is the head of the Slytherin house."

He quietly declared, Draco's eyes lit up. He didn't want her to be anywhere near the Gryffindor common room, though he had only been there once, he still had a general idea of where it was.

"Thank you, Headmaster!"

he smiled and walked back to his class.

"Snape has a sibling?" he asked himself in disbelief just before he entered his classroom.

"Rookwood!"

A snake-like hiss was heard among the men in masks.

"Yes, M'Lord?" a dull tone answered.

"Report!"

"He has found her. They are doing well."

Rookwood tried to push his fearful voice into something that sounded more courageous but it didn't come out as such.

"He fancies her, M'Lord."

Everyone in the dark, dank graveyard laughed at the fact that the young man was just getting himself into more and more trouble.

"Do they never learn?"

The hiss asked which hushed the hysterics and everything became solemn once again. Lord Voldemort touched the wrist of the woman next to him.

"Your child, my sweet. Your child is almost ready. After all the time we have had to wait, we can wait a bit longer"

"Lena?"

Draco called into the boy's dorm quietly though he knew that everyone was still in class and wouldn't be making a disturbance at all by shouting.

He had snuck out of class saying that he forgot his quill in his trunk in the common room. He tried it again once inside the door of his shared dorm room.

"Lena?"

Only a sweet murmur came from behind the bed curtains.

"Come on and wake up."

His gentle voice made her sleep-covered eyes awaken from their short rest.

Her voice wouldn't work and she almost choked from the lack of saliva. Draco passed her a glass of water that was sitting on the bedside table. Draco immediately thought that one of the house elves probably put it there.

"Hi" she croaked after the wetness of the drink slid down her throat.

"Are you fit to join me for supper tonight?"

Draco asked, unaware of the complete conversation that she and Harry had in Potions.

She slowly nodded her head and then shook it vigorously.

"And that's supposed to mean…?"

the blonde young man sitting on the edge of the bed asked, she took another swallow of the liquid and explained that she was going to sit with Harry tonight and talk over the things that they were going to do on Saturday.

"Oh, before I forget…"

her voice trailed off after seeing the look in his eyes. He sighed and asked what she forgot.

Her purple eyes couldn't stop staring into his soul, her lips pressed against his. Draco was surprised and breathing heavily, he quickly said that he had to get back to class. Lena hesitantly spoke before he left,

"Can I still talk to you tonight?"

Professor Dumbledore trudged his way along the empty halls and finally came to the dungeons.

He walked through the winding corridors until he finally came to a picture of a vampiric massacre. He wondered if this was a good place to hide her, though the picture was violent and it showed a lot of blood.

He wondered if he shouldn't keep her up in his chamber. She was safe with him and he was the only one who knew of her actual parentage and ancestry besides Voldemort.

At this thought, the painting showed the opposite of what it did before.

The vampires were wining over the humans. They were mutilating them; bodies were shredded to bits. This unexpected shift of intense gore made up Dumbledore's mind. He would have to create her a separate room that wasn't already there.

He had to place someone in with her, someone to look after her and to instruct her.

"She wouldn't enjoy being with me, so it's best if I place her with either a teacher or someone trustworthy."

He summed up his thoughts and quickly scurried to his office where he could pick out a suitable roommate.

"Harry!"

A muffled whisper came over his shoulder with a note. Professor McGonagall didn't notice the disturbance in her class and continued with the lesson. The note said:

Harry,

Who was that girl you asked out?

She's pretty.

Write back.

Ron

Harry ripped off a piece of his parchment and wrote:

Ron,

Her name is Lena Calloway.

She's going to eat supper with us.

You'll like her. I promise.

Harry

Ron's face went red when he read the note. Harry was hoping it would.

He was a genius, he thought as he scribbled down the note on the board. If he could get Ron or even himself – though he had already had her once – to get her from Draco then he could die happy.

He really didn't want to die but he couldn't think of any other little blurb to end it with.

He shrugged and stood up at the sound of the last bell of the day.

"Ron!"

He called to the Weasley boy trying to squeeze himself out the door with the rest of the class.

Once out the door, the red-haired young man waited for his best friend and leant himself up against the wall with the agony that he had to wait to go to dinner.

"What is it Harry?"

Ron grinned as the green eyed boy walked out of the class.

"I was wondering if you had your eye on anyone for the Halloween ball?"

Ron turned a pale red and decided that it wouldn't hurt to tell Harry. He replied with a smirk,

"Nah, I'll probably take Hermione or Lavender."

He gestured for Harry to start walking to the common room but he didn't, he was confused and asked,

"Do you? I mean…that girl is really good looking, it would be a shame not to ask her, mate."

Harry smiled and started walking towards Gryffindor tower.

Once inside, Harry told Ron what he didn't want to hear.

"She's Draco's girl…you know that, right."

Ron shook his head and this comment put fire in his eyes that matched his red hair.

"Well, Draco's a slimy git and he doesn't deserve her."

Ron stood firm on his opinion.

"Maybe we can win her back?" Harry suggested while Ron eyes his suspiciously.

"What d'ya mean Harry?"

Ron shifted the hair from his eyes and waited for an answer.

"Ron! Brush your hair and put on something half decent. Tonight, you're going to charm a young lady into a date with you."

AN:I dont think that Lena's going to fall for Ron's bait...what do you think? REVIEW!