Chapter 14

The Letter

As much as Madam Pomfrey insisted that the three needed to rest. Amy Michael, and Mrs. Weasley refused to leave, so she gave up. And continued to block the spells Voldermort put on them. The house elves brought them dinner. Ron ditched dinner to go visit his sister; Liz followed him. Both were shooed out a half hour later. Maria fell asleep curled up in Michael's arms. Around ten o'clock, Snape regained conciseness.

"Amy?"

She blinked away her sleepiness, "Sev."

"I'm sorry."

She rubbed her right eye, "for what?"

"Maria."

Her hand dropped, "excuse me?"

"You were wrong at lunch, it was me."

"How?"

"I was jealous, I didn't like all the attention Tom was giving you." He sat up slowly and looked into her eyes. "I had no idea you had already slept with him."

"How did you do it?"

"Pumpkin juice, I slipped it in one evening."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Afraid."

"Of what?"

"You."

"What?"

"You are powerful, you just do not realize it."

"Can you fix this?"

He nodded his head. "I have the antidote for the potion in my private quarters."

Amy sighed, "please tell me that was the only thing you were keeping from me."

"It is."

She sighed again more sleepily as she rested her head on his pillow. Do you remember what he did to you?"

"You do not want to know."

"I may need to. I still cannot imagine him as anyone other than Tom Riddle."

"Amy, stop blaming yourself please."

Isabel sat in a chair and watched as Lucius penned a letter and Voldermort watched him. Suddenly the door opened as Nicolas stormed in.

"Are you getting anything, cause I'm not!"

"No," hissed the dark wizard. "Curse Dumbledore, he must have found a spell to block us out."

"How would he know?"

"Rath obviously," Lucius growled without looking up.

"Yes, the boy is weak, he would have spilled our whole plan by now."

"But he doesn't know it."

"Exactly."

"So what do we do with her?" Nicolas asked his eyes examining Isabel.

"We exchange her."

"For what?"

"An invitation accepted," Lucius said standing up holding a piece of paper. Voldermort grabbed it and read.

"He better accept!" He threatened handing the letter back.

"If he really is of my wife's blood, he will." Lucius smiled at Nicolas. "My wife will do anything for more power, that's why she dumped Valenti for me."

"He better be!" Voldermort hissed.

"Are you two insane, he, Kyle hangs with the Goodie-two-shoes squad. He's not going to just flip, because he has family who just discovered him on the other side." Nicolas scoffed.

"Not even for his mother?" They turned to see a woman standing in the doorway. She smiled at them, "if he has any of my blood in him, he'll consider the offer." She walked over and looked down at Isabel. "Especially if it means he'll get his girl back."

Isabel opened her mouth to object, but found she couldn't. Nicolas smiled. "Something wrong, Isabel?"

She glared at him.

Kyle, Max, Draco, and Liz sat on a flight of stairs in the stair well. None of them even noticed as the flight moved. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked down at them from two flights up.

"This group just cannot catch a break, can they?" Harry said.

"For once everything isn't aimed at you." Ron said.

Hermione elbowed him in the side.

"Sorry, but it's true."

"He's right, Hermione." Harry said. He looked away from the group below. "But what if that's the plan?"

"What?" Ron asked confused.

"What if you-know-who and Kavar? Kavar's plan is to take out their group first and then ours."

Hermione looked at Harry in surprise.

"What?" Harry asked.

"She's jealous, you thought of it first." Ron said not looking up.

Both Harry and Hermione looked down at him. He glanced up to see them looking at him. "What?"

Liz looked up, "what do you think they're doing?"

Draco looked up, "spying on us."

Kyle smiled.

"They're kids, they're looking for something to do." Max said not looking up.

"Yeah, kids with magical powers, soon they'll be teens, and then 20 year olds. Sound familiar." Kyle said.

Max glared at him. "You know, Kyle, I'm really sick of your attitude."

"You are missing the point!" Kyle yelled standing up. "I'm not being mean, I'm telling you exactly how to get your sister back."

Max froze; his jaw went slack. "Huh?"

Kyle looked up. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, do me a favor?"

"What?" The three ask.

"Don't move."

"Max, bring Ron down here."

"What?" Max and Ron asked.

"Use your powers."

"I can't I've never tried."

"Fine, Draco, float Hermione down here."

"What?" Hermione and Draco both asked.

"Just do it, please."

Draco waved his wand and levitated Hermione, over the railing and down to them. He put her down in front of Max.

"We need each other." Kyle said. "Our enemies can join forces, so why can't we?"

"What are you talking about?" Liz asked standing up.

"Harry, Ron, come down here." Kyle said. "Hermione, what was wrong with our plan that lost us Isabel?"

"We swooped in, but did not think of Lonnie would react?"

"Exactly, how would an alien/ human hybrid react?" Kyle held up his hands. "You let Dumbledore make the plans. I thought you were a king, take charge."

"Why are you doing this?" Max asked suspiciously.

"Seriously?" Kyle asked.

"Seriously."

"One, I think you need to get off your butt and do something."

"And two he lost the bet." Draco finished.

"What bet?" Liz asked.

"How much annoyance can you take before you either throw a punch or use you powers." Draco said.

"What?" Max asked getting slightly irked.

"Draco wanted to see you use your powers." Kyle explained, "since I'm still in static mode." Kyle was happy he wasn't sparking up right now.

Max glared at Kyle as Hermione, Ron, and Harry glared at Draco. Kyle and Draco smiled as they walked down the stairs. They were half way down the next flight when Max spoke.

"You're right."

Kyle and Draco stopped and looked up.

"I have been slacking off. We do need to work together." Max paused. "Draco is anyone on the Quidditch right now?"

"No, Ravenclaws have practice at five."

"Okay, Draco, Harry, go get brooms enough for all of here and meet us on the field."

The two glared at each other as they left.

"Ron, Kyle, Hermione, go get Amy and Sirus and tell them to meet us on the field." They left.

"Liz?"

"What are you up to?" She smiled.

"I think I have an idea, but we need to work on our wizard skills first. I want to strike at Kavar, before he can strike at us."

"Crash course in wizard lessons?" She asked.

"Well, our classes keep getting interrupted."

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Ask Michael and Maria to research some things." Max pulled a quill and a piece of parchment from his bag. He scribbled some things down and then handed it to her. "Meet us on the field."

"Sure," she reached up and kissed him and then hurried off.

Kavar was getting angry, everyone was acting weird and the bugs weren't working. He had not gotten a single thought or image. He was tired of this wizard crap, and beginning to wonder why he had ever sought out Voldermort in the first place. He decided to use his own powers to strengthen the spell. He put his hand to his left ear and closed his eyes. A red glow emanated from his hand; at first nothing happened. Then he heard faint whispers, slowly the whispers became loader and a fuzzy image appeared. A woman was looking down at Snape.

"Excuse me, Amy?" A boy asked.

The woman turned away as Snape looked toward the voice. Standing in front of them was a teenager with red hair. "Ron, what's wrong?" The woman, Amy asked.

"Nothing's wrong, Max wants you to meet him on the Quidditch field."

Amy looked back art Snape.

"It's okay, Amy, go I need to rest anyway." Amy leaned down and kissed Snape's forehead. Ron shivered disgustedly and was glad Snape was too weak to care about him. "I'll be back tonight." Amy left as a man with a long white beard walked in. "Hello, Dumbledore."

"Hello, Amy, how is our patient?"

"Tired."

"Good, he can sleep while I work."

Kavar pulled his hand away. He smiled, "Amy," he whispered to himself. There was a knock at the knock, "come in." Lonnie walked in dressed in her usual punk look. Kavar smiled, "what is it, Vilanda?"

She walked up to him. "Any word from Rath?"

"No, they probably have him captive, since your failure."

She reached up and lightly stroked his left cheek. "I never did get to apologize."

He turned his head away. "Not now."

"Do you really think Isabel is really her? She rejected you; I'm the real thing. I remember you, us." She let her hand slide down his chest, "all of us."

"You really want to redeem yourself?"

"Oh, yes."

"Dream walk Riddle find out who Amy is and what Deluca means to him?"

"As in Maria Deluca?" She asked, slightly disgusted.

He smiled, "yes."

The group met on the Quidditch field ten minutes later. Amy and Sirus walked up. "Ma, what's wrong?" Amy asked.

"What's Voldermort's weakness?"

"He does have one." Sirus replied.

"Me," Amy replied.

"So I have a plan, we put out a rumor that you're in the wizard world."

Sirus and Amy looked at Max as though he was nuts. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" Sirus asked.

"Not really, but"

"Max, I think I understand how you feel. You need to learn more about the wizard world, before you make any plans." Amy said.

"But you"

"Max, you feel responsible, but you have only bee here for two months and you have no idea how powerful any of the Deatheaters are or even how strong Voldermort is." Sirus explained. "You need to step back, stop seeing this from a muggle's point of view. You need to see this through the eyes of a 1Ú2 alien, 1Ú2 wizard. That's what you are."

Amy put a hand on Max's shoulder. "He's right, exposing me won't get your sister back. It will kill her."

Max's head drooped, "I want everyone to be safe. That why we agreed to stay here."

Amy hugged Max. "I know, why don't you go train with the others and we'll talk to Dumbledore."

Max pulled away. "Okay."

Kyle and Draco walked toward the castle after Max's little training session in hopes of a delicious dinner.

"So our bet went from funny to hard work." Draco groaned. "How does that work?"

"When aliens are involved the possibilities are endless." Kyle replied.

"Is he always like that?"

"What? A self-righteous, oh moan is me leader?"

Draco nodded.

"Yeah."

They heard a hoot overheard as a letter dropped toward Kyle. Kyle grabbed it as the two looked up at the owl.

"That's my father's owl." Draco said.

"What? Why would he?" Kyle asked as he looked at the envelope addressed to him in silver ink.

"Just open it, if you don't he will send another."

Kyle slowly opened the envelope and pulled the letter out. He read it aloud, so Draco could hear.

"Dear Kyle, I know you should not believe what I have to say. So I thought a letter would be more appropriate. You are the child of Jim Valenti and Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mum. She knew me in school, after graduating her family moved to the states, where she met Valenti. As she said before she hoped you would be powerful, but you were not. So she left and returned to me. A few years later your 1/2 brother, Draco was born. I hope that answered some questions for you. So here is the real reason I am writing to you. We, your mother and I want to meet you. If you want Isabel back under your protection, agree to meet us. When you have sent your reply back, I will give you a time and a place. Yours truly, Lucius Malfoy." Kyle breathed in deeply as he looked down at Draco. "Would it really be that easy?"

"No, with my father nothing is ever that easy." Draco said looking at Kyle with worry in his eyes.

Kyle sighed, "why me? Why does everything happen to me?"

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