Ch.8

"Mum really ragged on us." Ron sighed as he messed with his hair. "I don't think I've ever seen her so mad; even at Fred and George."

"We did something horrible Ron. We should have been more careful of what we spoke about when we were outside." Hermione replied quietly as she sat looking out the window. "She was right to be mad at us."

"Yeah she was. I can't believe we did that." Harry sighed. "We're going to have to do a lot to make up for this."

They all sat there quietly for a few minutes. "Do you think we should go and apologize to Andrea? We've really messed things up for her you know. Now she has to be really careful when she goes outside." Ron said suddenly.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. "Yeah we could do that. She's up in Charlie's room, but the last time I went to speak with her she was asleep." Hermione replied.

"And she could be asleep now. It is kind of late." Harry said quietly.

"Let's go anyway. It can't hurt anything." Ron stood up and the other two followed.

Andrea opened her eyes slowly and sat up in bed. The covers were pulled up to her chin and she was still in her clothes that she had put on that morning. She glanced over and saw Charlie asleep in a chair next to the bed.

"Charlie. Charlie. Charlie!"

Charlie jerked awake. "Andrea, you're awake! How long have you been awake?" He stood up and walked over to the bed.

"I just woke up. Listen—have Harry, Ron and Hermione come up here yet?" Andrea asked.

Charlie looked at her quizzically. "Hermione came by earlier, but that was all. I haven't seen Ron or Harry since I came back upstairs."

"Okay—they're on their way." She threw the covers off of herself. Andrea ran her fingers through her hair.

"How do you know that they're coming?"

Andrea grinned at him and pointed at her head. "I can see things remember?" She looked up when there was a soft knock on the door. "You'd better answer that."

Charlie walked over to the door and pulled it open. There stood Hermione, Harry and Ron. "Welcome—we were expecting you."

"You were?" Ron asked.

"Yes we were. What is it that you want?" Andrea asked.

"We…we…" Harry started.

"We just wanted to say we were sorry Andrea. We are so sorry that you have to be more careful now when you go outside. It's our entire fault." Hermione finished for him.

"Yes it is your fault isn't it?" Andrea whispered and the three of them flinched. "Don't worry about it you three. It was a mistake, we all make mistakes." She reclined back against the headboard of the bed. "Nobody's perfect you know."

"Uh, I'm going to go downstairs and get a little snack. Do you want anything Andrea?" Charlie asked quietly.

Andrea shook her head. "No thanks Charlie—I'm good." She watched as he left the room and quietly shut the door. She looked back over at Harry, Hermione and Ron. "You three looked petrified. Sit down—I'm not going to bite you know."

The three of them sat down on the edge of the bed. "Are you feeling okay Andrea? You look a little pale." Hermione said suddenly.

"Andrea waived her hand dismissively. "Yeah, I'm alright." She sighed and shook her head. "Just a little tired is all. That's what I get for changing mine and Charlie's appearances within minutes of each other; I had to think fast."

"You changed Charlie's appearance? What did he look like?" Ron said excitedly.

Andrea smirked at him. "Well instead of his normal appearance I gave him blonde hair and gray eyes. He looked really good if I do say so myself."

"Wow, I would have loved to see Charlie like that." Harry laughed. "I've only seen the Weasley's with their red hair."

"Wait a minute. How come Charlie didn't have that disguise still when he entered the kitchen?" Hermione asked.

"The glamour went off as soon as we entered the house. There's no need for that disguise here is there?" Andrea shrugged as she stared at Hermione.

"Oh." Hermione replied shortly.

There was a timid knock on the door and they all looked up. "Who could that be?" Ron asked as he stood up.

Andrea closed her eyes. "It's your sister, Ginny." She replied quietly and smiled when the three of them looked at her in surprise. "Well don't be rude Ronald—answer the door and let your sister in."

Ron walked over to the door and opened it. "Ginny, what are you doing here?"

"Oh that's a nice way to greet your sister! That's the thanks I get huh?" Ginny muttered as she entered the room. "I calmed Mum down before we got here and that's the thanks I get?"

"You calmed Mum down? If you didn't notice Ginny—Mum yelled at us until she was blue in the face!" Ron exclaimed as he shut the door behind her. "That wasn't too calm."

Ginny placed her hands on her hips and pursed her lips. "She could have been a lot worse and you know it Ronald Weasley! So don't you give me that!"

Ron opened his mouth to retort but Andrea cut him off. "That's enough you two! Geez—give it a rest!" Andrea shook her head in disgust. "You two just need to chill out."

Ginny and Ron glared at each other and then finally sat down. "I just came to see if you were okay Andrea." Ginny glanced over at her.

Andrea rolled her eyes. "You and everyone else." She muttered to herself.

"What did you say Andrea?" Ginny asked, leaning forward.

Andrea smiled at her. "Thank you for your concern Ginny. I really do appreciate it."

Just then the door opened and Charlie walked in with a plate of food. "Ah, it looks like we accumulated another body. How's it going little sis?" Charlie patted Ginny on the head and sat down in his chair.

Ginny scowled at him. "I'm fine Charlie—please don't pat me on the head like I'm some sort of dog! You know I hate that."

"Yeah, sorry Ginny." Charlie stuffed some food into his mouth. "Hmm, who made this stuff anyways? It doesn't seem like Mum's cooking."

Ginny grinned at him. "Fleur made it."

Charlie looked at her in surprise. "Fleur…made this? Wow, it's pretty good!"

They all watched in amusement as Charlie stuffed his face. When he was done he set the plate on the dresser and looked at them. "What?"

"It's amazing how boys can be so distracted by food isn't girls?" Andrea laughed as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Simply amazing." Hermione laughed and Ginny nodded in agreement. "Food will distract boys from just about anything."

"So, what are we going to do now? I can't sleep." Charlie said and they all looked at each other.

x.x…X…x.x

Voldermort sat in his chair, eyes closed, concentrating as hard as he could. Finally he gave up with a snarl. "Damn him!" Voldermort hissed. He stood up and paced around the room. "So Harry Potter—you have found a way to block me from your mind. It is too bad. I wanted to see my daughter through your eyes."

There was a gentle knock on the door and it opened slightly. "You wanted to see me Milord?" Narcissa said quietly, sticking her head into the room.

"Yes Narcissa—come in." Voldermort whispered without turning to face her. "I have a job for you my dear. Are you up for it?"

"I will do anything for you Milord Voldermort." Narcissa bowed her head and kept her eyes on the floor.

"Narcissa, look at me." Voldermort said as he turned to face her.

She looked up at him slowly. "Yes Milord?"

"I need, no, I want you to go and retrieve Jennifer Sparks." Voldermort said quietly. "I believe she is in the United States of America in Hawaii; she resides with muggles."

"Who…who is she Milord?"

Voldermort grinned at Narcissa. "Jennifer Sparks is my daughter's mother."

"Oh of course." Narcissa said slowly. "If you don't mind me asking Milord Voldermort—why do you need her here if your daughter is already here?"

Voldermort chuckled softly. "I will tell you because I do not mind you asking. It is refreshing when my followers wish to know why I want something done. I want Jennifer here because she is a sure way to get Andrea to come to me. Otherwise—Andrea will stay in the protection of the Order of the Phoenix."

Narcissa bowed. "I will leave immediately Milord." She was almost out the door when Voldermort spoke again.

"If you succeed Narcissa—I will retrieve your husband from Azkaban myself."

"Thank you Milord." She whispered and quickly left the room.

"It's all too easy. Everything is falling into place." Voldermort laughed. "We'll see how well the Order does when the two most powerful sorcerers in the world are on the same side!"

Narcissa walked down the hallway to her room, hands shaking. As soon as she entered her room her son, Draco, looked up from the book he was reading. "Done already Mother? I wasn't expecting you back so soon."

"And I was expecting you do be gone already. Don't you have a job to do Draco?" Narcissa replied quickly as she pulled out her wand and pointed it to the closet and then to the dresser.

A suitcase came flying out of the closet and landed on the bed, open; clothes came out of the dresser and began to neatly fold themselves into the suitcase.

Draco stood up slowly. "Are you going somewhere Mother?"

"Yes I am."

"Where?"

"I don't see how it's any of your business Draco."

Draco rolled his eyes. "Fine, don't tell me." He plopped himself down in the chair he had been sitting in when she arrived. "I'll just sit here and watch you."

After a moment Narcissa sighed and turned to face her son. "I'm going to America to bring back Jennifer."

"Andrea's mother? Why?"

"Because Lord Voldermort wants her here." Narcissa muttered as her suitcase slammed shut. "I'm leaving right now."

"Shouldn't someone go with you Mother—I mean for protection?"

Narcissa shook her head. "I don't need any protection Draco. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. Besides, everyone is busy with their own missions." She turned towards the door.

"I could go with you Mother." Draco said as he stood back up.

"No you will now Draco. You need to concentrate on your job." Narcissa rounded on him. "Don't you even think about following me either. I don't need you and your father both in Azkaban.""

Draco watched as his mother left the room. He shook his head. "Stubborn."