A/N: Hey! I had a bit of problems getting out chapter 22 so it came out a little late. Ahhh! I love this chapter.

I am also guessing about Lucius's appearance. .

Chapter 23 – Dark Era

The dark clouds surrounded a dense – mist covered cemetery. The tombstones had layers of fungi and moss covering the stones and ground. There were over-grown on the cracks of the cement as a group of black hooded men and women lined up around the Dark Lord. They were dragging behind them a black haired girl with dark green robes on. Her hair was blue at the tips and she looked weary and tired out from fighting.

Next to Voldemort was Lucius Malfoy, with his long blonde hair combed back, staff at hand. There was Peter Pettigrew on the other side. His jacket was wrinkled and folded in all the wrong places and was bending down like a mouse with a problem. The air smelled as tense as a deer caught in the headlights.

"Did you send it out?" he hissed at Malfoy's father.

Lucius bowed lowly and replied, "Yes, we have prevented friendship between the Weasley boy,"

"Bring in the girl," he instructed.

With a thrust of hands, the girl was dropped down before the Dark Lord. Her dark black blue hair was dangled. There were bruises on her knees from being held so long. She gasped with shock.

"Let me speak with her alone," he hissed. All had left except the two of tem.

"State you name," he said, in a strange kind tone. (A/N: Realize that she doesn't know who he is yet)

She lifted her head, smirked and spit at him. "Go tell Parkinson to do your bidding.

"Wrong answer Miss. Kiebler," he said, his tone rising.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?"

"Who am I?" he lifted his hood and Amy shrieked.

"What…what do you want?" she said fumbling with her words.

"Please, do not be too frightened. I will not do great harm to you as long as you do what I say,"

"So there is harm in the process," she realized. Tears were rolling down as she was on all fours.

"All you have to do, dear Amy, is put portkeys around the school…" he takes out 6 golden keys. "You shall put an enchantment on these keys. Lure Harry Potter and his friends. That includes the two Weasleys, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy and dear little Quincy."

"Draco isn't friends with Harry," Amy states.

"He needs to receive his Mark," Voldemort replied. "And to celebrate, he watches his enemies die,"

"I can't do this…" Amy replied. "I'm not evil," she muttered, "I'm not,"

"Then you shall have no choice," he said. He raised his wand and shouted, "Imperio!"

Instantly, Amy's eyes had turned dull and pale. She lost struggle and stood up slowly. Voldemort handed her the keys and whispered some words to her.

"Now try it," he instructed.

She tried with her wand that she took out of her ripped robe but nothing happened.

"Try again!" he barked out at her.

She tried once more and pointed her wand at the keys, saying the incantation but the light still did not appear.

Voldemort grew impatient and slapped Amy hard on her cheek. "Get it right!" he commanded.

"Yes," she said blankly. She tried again and this time one of the keys lighted up. She tested it and touched it. The next moment, she was at Voldemort's side.

"Good," he murmured in approval. "Do that to all of them. Understood?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Good…now," the Dark Lord replied, "You must act natural. If anything goes wrong…" he pointed his want on her chin and pressed on it. "You will pay the ultimate price,"

A tear had rolled down on Amy's cheek, although she had shown no sign of it, for her face was emotionless.

With a flick of his wand, Amy was sent, rushing back onto the edge of Hogwart's ground.

After she was gone Lucius returned. "Get ready," he said to Lucius.

"Yes my lord," Lucius answered.

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'Remember the plan' was all that Amy could remember in her thoughts. (A/N: The spell is still placed on her … duh)

She held the keys up that were in her hand and she clasped around them into a fist. She bravely walked on and into the school. "I'm ready," she said to herself.

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Draco was walking through the halls when Amy had appeared. She seemed to be mumbling to herself. As they passed each other, Draco replied, "What's the matter Amy, got a pub to go to?" he chuckled at himself over the private joke but Amy turned around and faced him.

"Watch out," she said angrily and walked onwards.

Draco stepped back in shock. "What was that all about?"

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"Ron!" Hermione called out. "Ron, stop running from us!"

Harry and Hermione were chasing Ron through the school.

"This is ridiculous! We don't have to run around like a bunch of hooligans just to get him to come back! He's a big boy Hermione; he can take care of himself," Harry said, panting and out of breath. "We've been chasing him for such a long time," he whined.

Hermione looked back and shook her head but she bumped into something soft in her way, falling down.

"What?" she said dazed.

It was Professor Trelawney who stood face-up and tall compared to Hermione, who was lying on the floor, sprawled.

"The Dark Era is coming," she chanted in a low hoarse voice. "The Dark Era is coming,"

By then, Harry had managed to catch up to Hermione. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Harry," Hermione nudged at him. "What in blazes is that mad woman talking about?"

"I dunno. What's she saying?" he asked.

"Something about a Dark Era,"

"Voldemort," he grumbled.

Professor Trelawney shrieked. "Who dares to speak He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?" She gritted her teeth. She shook Harry and replied, "Beware of a traitor," she hissed, "They are among us everywhere," With that, she had stumbled away, leaving both Hermione and Harry speechless.

"I'd better warn Draco about this," Hermione replied.

"Since when did you call Malfoy, Draco?" Harry asked.

"Oh…did I?" Hermione said peculiarly, "I didn't notice," She blushed. "I'd better be off Harry. Keep on looking for Ron and warn him about that warning," she said. "Although I highly doubt its real if it was said through her,"

She walked off and Harry pondered. 'Who's the traitor?' he thought. 'Could it be Ron? Or … Draco?' Harry clumped his fist together and said to himself "If that Draco works anything up on Hermione I swear I will hurt him so bad that Voldemort will shudder,"

A/N: Okay…so it's not the longest chapter in the world. And yes it is very choppy and horrible. Don't hurt me!