A/N: Yea it is up, go me. Okay ya it is confusing I know.
Harry followed Nuria down the passageway towards a door leading to a long hallway with four doors. Two of them said "Nuria's" and the other two "Harry's". Looking at his room Harry sat down on his bed, it was a nice room livable too. Nuria entered his room because the door was still open.
"Hey Harry, you want to go do something?" Nuria asked sitting down next to Harry on the bed, "Sure, like what?" Nuria smiled evilly, "Let's go see what the dungeons are like, and spy on the older kids?" Harry shook his head and the two walked down to the dungeons and in their hands invisibly cloaks.
There were noises coming from one cell the two through the cloaks on and snuck in unnoticed. "-did you see the way he looked at us?" a red head boy asked slumped against the bars, "I know Ron, like he didn't know us. What about you Hermione? You haven't said anything." A red head girl said about a year younger then the other two.
"Well, Ginny and Ron, Harry doesn't know us." Hermione said promptly. "He knew us he was talking to us before it happened." "Well Ronald, I read in a book about Hogwarts' founders and it said Slytherin made a spell, changes the person that it is cast at, to the perfect person the caster wants, also as a side effect was a the number the caster has in mind will before is the age he/she becomes."
"Right." Ron said not at all convinced, "Personally I think Harry even if he wasn't the "chosen one" he could of fought off he-must-not-be-named." Harry had had enough, jumping up through the cloak of him he screamed, "Oh yes I recognize you oh yes I do you are the ones who appose my father!"
The iron door opened relieving none other then the youngest Malfoy, Draco. "What are you doing here Malfoy? I would think You-know-how would have killed you by now." Ron spat. "Temper Wesley, no Snape died because of his performance. Also I am here to warn you of something." Kneeling down he whispered to Harry something, when Draco stood up Harry opened the door and said, "Come on Nuria!" Nuria still hidden kicked the cage with a force stronger than an eleven year old could manage.
Once they left, "Warn us? About what you no good ferret." Ron spat. Draco smirked, "Not like what you are thinking, those two that just left, are more powerful then all of us put together. They are also connected, meaning get one mad get both wanting revenge." And with that he left with a swirl of cloaks.
Later that evening Harry and Nuria were called off, for their presence, for their fathers. The two stood before their father, "Now you two are going to lead a raid of the apposing side, The Order of the Phoenix. Those wrist bands on your wrist, keep you at this age, take them off and you'll go one try." Voldemort smiled but still not at all fatherly.
Nariza and Harry ripped the bands off their wrist, and dark fog swallowed them, but within minuets, two teens stepped forward. One was female; she had pale skin, long midnight hair, and gray/red eyes. The other male; he had also had pale skin, long raven hair in a ponytail, and grey/green eyes.
"Now at the beginning be the young, and at the end Harry and Nuria show them who you are, they will be shocked for you both known to them. Return them the prisoner they miss their, mudblood." "Yes sir…" Nuria said changing Harry followed the suit and continued Nuria's sentence, "-we won't fail you, unless to be caught and killed." Voldemort smirked as the two left, 'I have won this war!' he thought happily.
A/N: It isn't short or lang who knows.