Chapter 21

It was now the month of April, Catherine, Severus, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Nott had all been called to many meetings, though none that were too important. There had been one very large meeting that took place at The Riddle Manor, with nearly everyone and thing on the dark side. Draco and Cate were introduced to everyone as the next Lord and wife (soon to be). They had continued to "be together," though, each time they were not together, Catherine made a point of talking to Charlie, making sure he knew she wasn't falling for Draco. Classes continued as usual, and advanced wizards continually visited the DA.

It was April twenty-second, at lunch hour, Cate was once again, sitting at the Slytherin table with Draco.

"How did you enjoy meeting everyone?" He asked, his arm around her waist.

"It was lovely." Catherine replied, taking a sip of juice.

"Mother and father were delighted to meet you, they think that we make a fantastic couple."

"Do they now?"

"Yes." Malfoy replied slyly, "As I am there son, only the best can be accepted." He paused, "And you are the best." The young man leaned over, kissing her softly, Cate pulled away in an instant, as her mark began to burn. Draco looked down at his own, they were both being called. "Come on doll." He pulled her up, Cate grimaced at the nickname had given her, then followed him out of the school. The two walked in silence across the grounds and into the forest, they both knew their way rather well by now, so it only took them a few minutes to find Voldemort.

"Good afternoon." Voldemort greeted, a sinister grin on his face. To Catherine's surprise, only Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort were in the clearing.

"Good afternoon." Draco and Cate replied quietly, bowing slightly.

"I have called the two of you, and only the two of you because some of our plans are being put into action, and you are both needed." He turned to his most faithful death eater, "Lucius, explain it all to them."

"Yes, My Lord." The blonde man turned to the younger death eaters, "Catherine, do you know who Cornelis Fudge is?"

"The minister of magic? Yes."

"Do you think you could keep him occupied for around a half hour?"

"Occupied?"

"Yes." Lucius smirked, "Occupied in any possible way needed."

"All right." She sighed, giving in.

"Good." He turned slightly to face his son, "Draco, you're going to be helping the rest of us."

"What are we doing Father?"

"We're going to attack the ministry." Cate's eyes widened, Draco and his father both smirked.

"Miss Snape," Voldemort began, "In case you didn't realize, you are the diversion. If you do not keep this diversion going long enough, Fudge will be able to alert the aurorers and we will be killed. Do you understand what your importance is?"

"Yes, My Lord."

"You may go." He dismissed her, she quickly left the forest. After she was out of eye sight, Draco looked back to his Father and Lord.

"Is she truly on our side?" Lucius asked.

"Yes."

"How far has she been truthful and loving to you?"

"Yes."

"How far has she let you go?"

"Rather far." He paused, "Not far enough to have an heir in under a year though."

"Then she really is with us?"

"I do believe so."

"Good."

"Why do you ask these questions Father?"

"Severus nearly betrayed us, and Elena, her mother, was part of The Order this year, until we got her."

"Oh." Draco finished.

Dark soon rolled around, covering the castle in blackness. Late into the night, Severus sat up marking a large amounts of potions and papers. After finishing the potions from a group of fourth years, he headed into his chambers to finish off the sixth years essays. Dropping down onto the couch, he put a quill to the parchment and began marking. An hour later, his eye lids began to get heavy, suddenly the sound of a door opening caused him to look up. His eyes were slightly blurry, and the room was dimly lit, he had no idea what was going on, it seemed like a dream. In his doorway, stood who he thought to be Elena.

"Sev . . . " She spoke softly, "I need your help, please, get me out of here."

"Elena," He breathed, "What do you men?" Severus began to stand up, to help her calm down, but he couldn't find the strength. "What are you talking about?"

"Please . . . just help me . . . " He voice was full or worry, "I'm trapped here . . . get me out."

Suddenly, a flash of sparks illuminated the dark room, entrapping Elena as she vanished.

Severus jolted upwards, the room was very clean now, he looked around, no sign of Elena, or anyone else. However, only ten minutes had passed. Severus shook his head, then headed off to bed. It had to be a dream, it just had to be, Elena was killed on duty, everyone knew that. Very confused, the man fell into a deep sleep.