Chapter 7:

"Your sister?" Klaus repeated in awe. "We didn't know she had a sister."

"Well, I didn't go to Prufrock with her," Amelia said. "In all honesty, I think our parents sent her there because they were becoming annoyed with her. You may have noticed she's a spoiled brat."

"Oh, trust me," Violet said. "We noticed. But what about you. Why were you attacked?"

"I think I was attacked because I'm simply alive," Amelia said with a sigh. "You see, Count Olaf burned our home so he could get the Spats fortune. I was supposed to have died in that fire with my parents." Amelia stopped here to wipe a single tear off of her cheek. "But I was able to get out of the house before the fire could get to me.

"When I saw Count Olaf running to his car with my sister, Carmelita, I heard him say, 'Now we have to find those Baudelaires.' As soon as they were gone, I ran to the police. They told me that Count Olaf was dead because you Baudelaires murdered him."

"We didn't really murder him," Violet said quickly when Ron looked at them wide-eyed. "Count Olaf framed us for murder. And the man who died wasn't really him, it was a man named Jacques Snicket."

"Right," Amelia said with a nod. "So they sent me to a boarding school. A few days later, those people came and tortured me. I don't know how they did though. He was holding some sort of stick. Anyway, the people here tell me my memory is going to be erased of that account as soon as I'm well. I don't know how they'll do that, but I don't look forward to it."

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Amelia," Harry said.

"It was nice meeting you too," Amelia returned. The Baudelaires and Harry, Ron, and Hermione started to leave the room. "Oh, and Baudelaires, good luck." The Baudelaires nodded in thanks and steeped out with the other three.

"Nisis," Sunny said which meant, "She's nice. She's nothing like her sister."

"Yeah, I know," Klaus agreed. "I feel sorry for her."

"So do I," Violet said. "But we still haven't got a clue to why they attacked her. We don't even know who attacked her."

"I think we can figure that out," Hermione said. "Follow me." They followed her to a small room. A man was standing at the door. He glared at the children.

"Do you have permission to be here?" he asked.

"Yes," Harry replied. "Scrimgeour said we could."

"Oh, alright," the man said with a wave of his hand. He stepped out of the room, obviously bored with his job. Hermione approached a blue wall.

"Show me who was arrested for attacking Amelia Spats," she asked clearly. A name suddenly appeared on the board. "Gregory Goyle," Hermione said as she looked at the name.

"Must be Goyle's uncle," Harry said. But he seemed very interested in what they just witnessed. "Hermione, I've never seen this before. Does it really show you anything you want to know?"

"Anything about peoples' records," Hermione replied.

"That's brilliant!" Harry cried. "Now whenever we need to know something about someone… it's all right here!"

"Yep," Hermione said. "Baudelaires? Are you okay?" The Baudelaires were staring open-mouthed at the blue wall. Could some of their questions be answered? Could they find Olaf's record?

"This shows Muggle records too?" Klaus asked. Hermione nodded.

Before anyone could do anything about it, Sunny asked, "Count Olaf?" The blue wall suddenly displayed information on Olaf. It read…

Count Olaf: Has burned many Muggle homes, and murdered many Muggles. Is wanted for numerous crimes by Muggle police. Has never been caught.

The Baudelaires gaped at it. That was it? They already knew all of that! How could Olaf be secretive in the magical world as well? Still filled with unanswered questions, they left back to Ron's house. "Oh, hello everyone," Mrs. Weasley greeted as they stepped inside. "Baudelaires, there's a woman here to see you." The Baudelaires looked at the table to see a blonde haired woman sitting there with a cup of tea in her hands.

She gestured for the Baudelaires to sit and they did so without question. "Baudelaires, do you know who I am?" she asked. They shook their heads no. "I'm Kit Snicket," she said. The Baudelaires' mouths fell open.

"Snicket?" Violet repeated. Kit nodded.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but save them until I finish my story," Kit said. "First of all, let me tell you that wizards and witches have a lot more to do with your lives than you think. It began a long, long time ago before the-" Kit stopped when she saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione seat themselves at the table as well.

"It's okay," Violet told her.

"Friends," Sunny said, which meant something along the lines of, "They're our friends. They can know too." Kit nodded.

"Well, before the schism in V.F.D started," Kit began, "we were known as the Volunteer Fire Department. We used our intelligent minds to bring putting out fires to a new level. For a while, it worked. There were fewer deaths in fires every year. But one day, we were discovered by a man who called himself Lord Voldemort. He knew we knew all about fire, and how secretive we were. He wanted us to use our abilities to help him eliminate people who came in his way by torching their houses, or wherever they were staying.

"We said no, so he threatened us to do it. Some refused to do it and quickly left so they would not be harmed. But others were too afraid, and they joined him. But Count Olaf joined because he was attracted to the whole idea. He quickly became the leader of the bad side of V.F.D. And that side killed whoever Voldemort asked. They became the Muggle Death Eaters for Voldemort.

"But Voldemort didn't want anyone to know he had Muggles helping him. So he used V.F.D. and changed it to Voldemort's Fatal Destruction."

"Just like on the newspaper I saw!" Violet cried.

"Yes," Kit continued, "and Olaf didn't stop there. He was told to kill all who refused to help Voldemort from V.F.D."

"Our parents," Sunny said sadly, and no one needed a translation. Kit lowered her head a little and nodded slowly.

"But Count Olaf kept most of the children from V.F.D. members alive," Kit said. "Most volunteers in V.F.D. have a big fortune. We all agreed when we started the organization that we'd save it for later and use it for developments for the organization. Olaf, greedy man that is, kept some children to get those fortunes."

"Like ours," Klaus said. "That must have been why the Death Eaters attacked Amelia Spats! They were sent to kill her by Voldemort because Olaf already had Carmelita Spats."

"That makes sense," Harry said with a nod. "But then, since you're on the run from him, why doesn't he just ask Voldemort to kill two of you as well?"

"Perhaps he has," Kit said.

"What do you mean?" Klaus asked.

"We'll discuss it tomorrow," Kit said. "For now, get some rest. And Harry, make sure you get a nice sleep. Tomorrow you have to perform Occlumency on the Baudelaires to look at their memories. We have to see if wizards or witches have attempted to kill them."

"What? How do you know about Occlumency?" Harry asked.

"While I've been on the run, I've studied about wizards and witches so I'd be prepared," Kit replied. "Now get some rest."

"Are you staying here?" Ron asked. Kit nodded.

"Your mother had offered me a room to stay," she said. And without another word, everyone went to bed.

Chapter 8 should be up tomorrow. Keep reviewing!