A/N: Sorry, that this chapter hasn't been put up for a while but once again I've had serious Writers Block. If I was any kind of Witch, it would be easy to just cast a spell and solve the problem. But I can't do that. Too bad. LOL.

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Chapter 8.

Flash Back.

"YOU!" Kelli screamed jumping out from behind the Stairs. Tom turned around just as Aimee came down the stairs, Sirius trailing sleepily behind her. Kelli had pulled out her wand.

"YOU KILLED MY PARENTS!" She yelled.

"Kelli NO!" Aimee yelled jumping in front of her.

"You...you betrayed us...you were my friend." Kelli yelled. Aimee tried to signal that she hadn't betrayed them without her uncle noticing. Because she hadn't, she made all that stuff about finding the Gryffindor secret up.

"Aimee, you no what you must do. Get rid of her...NOW!" Aimee whimpered.

"No Uncle Tom...I...we...I can't..."

"WHY NOT?"

"Er...we can use her..."

"For what?"

Back to Reality.

"Well for what?" Tom demanded.

Aimee had to think of something to say, and fast. Suddenly Aimee thought of something to deceive her wicked uncle.

"We could force Kelli into doing our biding", Aimee suggested smiling a wicked smile that was completely false.

"WHAT!" Kelli screeched shaking her head. "NO WAY Aimee".

"Sounds like an idea of a True Brown", Tom said proudly, too proudly.

Aimee shuddered. She didn't want to be what Tom called a True Brown. Aimee's family was not exactly perfect on the good side of life. But for their way of life, they were perfect and Aimee hated it.

"We can make her do our work under the influence of the Imperious Curse", Aimee suggested untruly.

"Aimee you know as well as I do that using any one of the unforgivable curses will earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban", Tom said sternly but then he smiled that smile that Aimee hated. A smile of pure evil.

"But I'm willing to risk it".

'I hate doing this to my friends. If they could hear me, I'd be saying SORRY a thousand times', Aimee thought to herself.

By the look on Aimee's face, Kelli had inkling that Aimee was thinking something like that. She hoped that she was right. As if on queue Sirius spoke up.

"Uh…Lord Voldemort?"

"Call me Tom, Sirius." Voldemort spoke coldly.

"Yes, er Tom. Aimee's right. We can control Kelli with the Imperius curse. But what would we get her to do? Her and Aimee play a big role in this, but I for one, have played none. I think you should leave Aimee and I to control the one in question…possibly?" Sirius whimpered.

"I have an idea of what we could do with her…"

Yer, get her to actually ask out Remus! Sirius thought almost smiling, but stopped when he saw Toms face. Then as soon as the angry Tom was there, a relaxed one took its place.

"Brilliant Sirius! You are thinking like a true black! Now how's your betrothed to be?" Tom asked guiding Sirius to a couch near the fire, while Aimee ran to a whimpering Kelli.

"Uh…what betrothed?" Sirius asked regretting the answer.

"Why, do you not know? Its Sarah…Sarah Parkinson."

"WHAT? Sarah? No, you must be mistaken she's the school, slu…"

"DON'T SAY THAT ABOUT YOUR BETROTHED!" Voldemort ordered.

"I just had that conversation with Aimee. You are meant to be together."

Aimee sighed, Great, Im stuck with a ferret faced rat! She thought.

"Kelli, I told you not to do anything!" Aimee whispered hurriedly while her uncle was distracted.

"I couldn't just sit back and watch, he killed my parents."

"He's killed lots of peoples parents!" Aimee snapped.

"Im sorry…I didn't mean that." Aimee told.

"It's ok, but…why didn't you tell us? You said we were your best friends." Kelli said.

"Even best friends can turn on you if your related to some one like him!" Aimee said sadly.

"Now, what are we gunna do about this Imperius thing?" Kelli asked.

"I don't know…"

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