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Faith watched the people around her grimace and stare, whispering secrets about her that slowly tore apart her soul. But what hurt her most was not the dirty looks, nor the harsh murmurs, but the look she had received from Harry. A look of pure disappointment. As she pleaded to him with her eyes to his, fear flashed in the emerald green, but one second later it was gone, and disappointment glassed them over. She wanted him to know the truth, not the rumors.

"Please, Harry," she whispered. He couldn't hear her, but he understood as her lips formed the delicate words and managed a faint smile. Relief flooded her body and took her by the hand as that smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Maybe he would trust her. Maybe, just maybe, she would finally be able to tell him. It was then the whispers grew louder and she heard Seamus's voice.

"I knew Potter didn't have something for her. She's a poser, that's all she is."

Anger boiled and brewed inside of her as she heard him talk about her. Talk about things he knew nothing about.

"I'm not a poser! I'm not even a siren! Ginny doesn't know me at all," she spoke up. The whispers stopped and she could feels hundreds of eyes staring up at her in disbelief.

Abruptly, a yell stopped her speech. "Faith Malfoy, get down here this instant!" Dread washed over her as Minerva's piercing eyes glared at her from below. More whispers followed her as she stepped down the staircase as slowly as possible, making her way down to the stern professor. "I expected better from you, Miss Malfoy. Did you think all of this would go unnoticed!" she hissed into her ear. McGonagall looked even paler and stricter than ever before.

'This isn't happening. She heard all of it! She couldn't. But if she did…' Faith was jerked out of her thoughts by her arm being pulled out of the common room and down the halls, leaving the glares behind them.

"I'm very disappointed in you, Miss Malfoy. Helping Mr. Stevens and falling for Harry Potter at the same time? I expected that you might have been able to keep helping the Dark Lord a secret, but I find that I was wrong."

'What's going on! She called him The Dark Lord…doesn't that mean she's a… Oh no.'

"Because you had to betray Mr. Stevens, I'm afraid you have a new mission. The Dark Lord requests-" She was cut off by a loud crash in Mr. Filch's office and Peeve's cackling. "PEEVES! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!" She stomped away to stop the poltergeist from causing more trouble. Then she turned around for a moment.

"He requests you kill Harry Potter and any spares."

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A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long and its so short. Please keep reading