Hey all, back again. I really should be doing my make-up work from school, but it can wait. Well, here it is.

Chapter Eight

Draco sat on the edge of the bed and shoke Trinity awake.

Trinity opened her eyes and bolted upright. When she saw Draco, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked into Trinity's eyes and said, "why don't we get out of here?"

"W-what?" she stammered, confused.

"Listen, I'll explain once we escape," he added and looked around him as though he expected someone to be listening.

She thought for a minute before nodding her head.

Getting up and grabbing her wand, she followed Draco to the door.

He turned to her before he opened.

"If anything were to happen, run, ok?"

When Trinity didn't answer, he grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"I mean it, alright, Trin?"

She finally whispered an agreement. Trinity didn't think it was a good idea, seeing as she had never been anywhere but the Ministry and this house. She also had no idea how apparate and wasn't going to even attempt it. She also didn't want to leave her only friend alone with her father and the Deatheaters.

They ran through the halls, silently, checking every corridor beforehand. After many flights of steps, they arrived to their destination. Wrenching the door open as quietly as he could, Draco looked behind him once more and grabbed Trinity's and they ran out into the warm summer night.

Trinity stood in an empty hall. Draco had apparated them here. When they got had got there, Draco had said that it was the Headquarters for the Order of the Phenix. This confused Trinity immensly. As far as she knew, the Order was Draco's enemy. Seconds after they had arrived on a street of older houses, she noticed they were standing in between the addresses of 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place. Before she could have thought more of this, number 12 had appeared. She followed Draco into the old and seemingly abandoned house.

And here she was, standing outside of a door that Draco had slipped through. He had told her to wait and she was getting anxious.

Why were they here when Draco had talked so discustedly about the Order? What was her friend up to? Hadn't Draco told her that these people were wholeheartedly fighting for Muggles and Muggleborns?

Finally, the door opened.

"Come on in, Trinity," he said stepping aside so Trinity could walk past him.

She was in a tiny office with a desk, a chair across from it and a small bookself. Sitting behind the desk was an old man with long silver hair and a long silver beard. He wore half moon specticles and behind them were sparkling blue eyes. He was wearing mid-night blue robes and a matching wizard's hat. He smiled at her and told her to take a seat.

Trinity sat down in the chair across from him and stared blankly at the strange man.

"Trinity Alexis Riddle," he said as she stood. "A pleasure to meet you, again. I am Albus Dumbledore."

This was the man Draco and her father had spoke so lowly of. Why would Draco bring her here?

"I know there must be many questions you have, but please, allow Darco and me to explain.

"You see, Draco is a spy for the Order of the Phenix. I am sure you have heard of us." Trintiy nodded and the old man continued. "Draco was ordered to bring you here, as I know that your father has been getting out of hand. I actually meant to wait until the term started to speak with you about a situation that you have unvolentarily fallen into.

"Years ago, there was a prophecy made that a child conceived by the Dark and the Light would be one of the major rules in the War between the Dark and the Light. It states that the one side this child is loyal to is the side that would be best off in the war. She will be get powerful as she grows, and she and if she is to pick the Light, she will assist the the downfall of the Dark Lord, if she is to pick the light, she will assist in bringing the world to a never ending darkness."

By the time he was finished, Trinity's mouth was hanging open.

"Now, I am not going to force you in your decision, but Draco and I both felt that your safety was not in good hands with your father.

"You may have as long as you like to make your decision, and please, don't rush with it, as it is very important."

Trinity shook her head.

"Sir, I think I already know what I want," she said, her voice shaking, "I choose the Light side."

"Very well," Dumbledore said.

"Draco I am sure you would like to explain yourself to Miss Riddle. You may take her to her room and explain it to her there."

Draco nodded and said goodnight to the older man before walking out of the office with a shocked Trinity behind him.