Disclaimer do hickie: No I do not own Harry Potter or any of the charaters. I'm just taking them on an adventure with Anna.


Alfie the plot bunny has been hopping along down the plot trail. (Personally I believe it is because he wants to be busy so he doesn't have to change diapers. He claims that's not true, but Peaches did have a frying pan in her hand at the time.)

So here is another chapter. Alas there is still no reviews. I asked Alfie if he has given up on ever getting one, but he said he had a new trick up his sleeve. He wouldn't tell me what though, I guess we'll see.

This one start out fun but gets dark quickly. Enjoy.


Chapter 5

Playing with the Big Kids

I'm aroused from my sleep by a thin shaft of light that has found a crack in the curtains and shines across my eyes. Morning has come again, lucky me. I roll over away from the pesky sunlight determined to rejoin the slumber I was so rudely awoke from. Uh, Severus is still here asleep in the chair. He doesn't look as snarky and mean asleep as he does when he is wake. I sure hope he hasn't slept all night with his head hanging at that odd angle like it is now. If he wakes with a crimp in his neck he'll be even more cantankerous than usual. Unable to stand seeing his head hang the way it is I slip out of bed and creep over to him. I reach out to move his head back upright just as I touch his face his eyes flash open. The next thing I know I'm pinned to the floor his body covering mine. My hands are pinned to the floor above my head by his hands. The weight of his body is crushing mine. "Mr. Snape Sir." I squeak out. He shifts his weight allowing me to breath but does not release me.

"You know I could have killed you." he sneers at me.

I nod my head yes.

"Then pray tell what were you doing."

"You were sleeping with your head at an odd angle and I didn't want you to get a kink. So I was going to straighten it." I tell him.

He chuckles and rolls off of me, releasing me from his grip. I sit up and scoot over so that I am leaning against the bed. He moves over and joins me. He reaches up and rubs the kink in his neck.

"From the feel of this you were also, too late to save me."

"Sorry." I meekly respond.

"Well since were both up I say we get dressed, grab a bit to eat and get to work on teaching you, potions."

"Yes, thank you." I tell him grinning broadly at him happy to be learning potions today.

We spend the day making potions and learning the ingredients. I am fascinated by the properties and uses for all these ingredients. It is amazing how some everyday common item and some extremely rare one can be brewed together in precise amounts and creates a potion that can do amazing things. Snape seems to be eager to teach me and happy with my progress. But I feel he enjoys teaching the dark arts even more.

As day wears into evening my mark burns something furious I flinch in pain and grab my shoulder nearly knocking over a vial of erumpent fluid, a highly explosive substance.

"Confounded girl, you nearly got us killed." Snape snaps at me.

"Sorry sir." I grit out between my clinched teeth. "I believe I'm being summoned."

"Go, do not keep him waiting." he snaps, "Don't do anything foolish."

I head off toward the ball room. I hesitantly enter the room and instantly see Malfoy and small group of deatheaters standing near the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord summons me forward and I slowly approach.

"You are to accompany Malfoy and the rest on their mission tonight." he says to me. I nod in response but say nothing I'm to shocked by the turn of events before me.

Malfoy grabs me by the back of the neck and shoves me to the floor. I land hard upon the floor. "You will bow before the Dark Lord and you will speak when spoken to." he commands.

"Sorry sir, yes sir." I say bowed down on the floor.

"Rise Ms. Baylon, go with them. You are all dismissed." the Dark Lord hisses.

Lucius grabs me by the arm and yanks me up onto my feet and drags me from the room.

"Come little one time to play with the big kids." Malfoy crows.

We exit the manor and apporate away to our destination. When our feet land upon solid ground again I look around to see that we are in the edge of a wood's. Not far off is a small cottage nestled among the gentle rolling hills. We head in the direction of the small cottage. Lucius does not stop nor does he bother to knock. He just blows the door off its hinges with a single well aimed spell and we step inside. As the smoke clears I notice that we are inside a quaint little cottage that is definitely lived in by wizards I notice, because of the lack of electrical appliances and lots of candles. It's pretty easy to figure out. A nice looking lady in a gaudy floral pattered apron is standing in the kitchen door to our right. She is frozen in her tracks at the sight of us entering. In front of us her husband is cowering behind the sofa. Lucius barely glances at the lady.

"Avada Kedavra!" with a flash of green light, she drops dead. I just stand there shocked that he can kill so coldly. I'm standing behind him gripping my wand in my sweaty hand.

"NO! Matilda!" cries the man. He starts toward his wife but Lucius turn his wand toward the man and he freezes in his tracks.

"You know how the Dark Lord does not like to be lied to." sneers Lucius.

"Yes butt I dddidn't lie." stammer the man.

"Did you not promise him." asks Lucius

"I jjjust neeeed some mmore ttime." he stutters.

"You have had plenty time and he is most displeased." sneers Lucius. "Anna please show this pathetic excuse of a man some pain. So he'll not forget how displeased he is."

"What! No I ..." I stammer. The next thing I know I'm on the floor and my face is hurting something awful. Lucius has back handed me across the face blood trickles from a cut on my lip, tears well up in my eyes as I look up at him.

"Get up you little pathetic child." He grabs a handful of my hair and yanks me off the floor.

"Oww!" I cry in pain.

"You will do as you told or you will suffer."

I loathe this man with every ounce of my being, but I know that I am not strong enough to take him on yet. But one day I will. I pull away from his grip on me and point my wand at the man. "Crucio!"

He falls to the floor screaming and thrashing in pain, but I don't release my spell. He just screams on.

"Enough." Lucius grabs my arm forcing me to break my spell. "You're going to kill him."

"So, he's going to die any way. You came here with the sole purpose in mind to kill him. He will not walk out of here alive. The dark lord wishes it so." with a quick swift movement point my wand back at the man, "Avada Kedavra!" He drops dead. I turn toward Lucius and raise my wand, daring him to come at me again.

"What do you think you're doing, we still needed him." seethes Malfoy.

"No we don't. He knew nothing and he had no idea how or where to find what he was suppose to be getting." I spat at Lucius. "So his loss means nothing."

"You insolent little brat, the Dark Lord will not be pleased." he grabs my arm and apporates back to the manor and drags me inside. Severus is there having a conversation with the Dark Lord. He glares at Lucius when he notices the blood upon my face.

"Ah, have you the information I require?" hisses Voldemort.

"Not exactly." Lucius hesitantly states.

"What! Then why have you returned." he flares up in anger.

"He did not have the item or the knowledge of where to get it or so that is what I was told." he says glaring down at me. "He was killed before I had ascertained this for myself."

"What, who?" he questions.

"Her, my lord." sneers Malfoy.

"Are you saying that you could not control a mere child." he taunts Lucius.

"She is an insolent little brat." he grips my arm tighter and shakes me in anger. "Who needs to learn her place."

I slowly slip my wand out and whisper a little spell, incendi, and set his robe hem on fire. The small spark quickly grows.

"Mr. Lucius, I do believe you're on fire." the Dark Lord plainly states.

"What?" ask Lucius puzzled. Then he notices the smell of burning fabric and growing heat he looks down. He flicks his wand and puts out the fire.

"Why you little brat." he raises his hand to slap me. But before he or I noticed Severus has stepped between us and draws his wand, pointing at Lucius.

"Stand aside Severus." growls Lucius.

Snape just glares back at him.

"Enough! Snape take to her room. You are both dismissed. As for you Lucius we have some thing's to discuss." The Dark Lord commands.

Severus leads me out of the room and back to mine. He practically shoves me into the room. I can see the anger flash in his eyes.

"What do you think you were doing? You could have gotten killed." he snaps at me.

"So." I smartly answer back.

"You have no concern for the feelings of others if this would happen."

"The feelings of who? It's not like anyone cares about me. My parents gave me a way, remember." I stomp off to the bathroom and slam the door shut. After a long shower I finally emerge to find Severus gone. Exhausted from the long day I crawl into bed and snuggle down among the blankets. I hear a small 'click'. 'The door latch?' I peer above the covers to see Severus checking in on me. 'But why?' I snuggle back down and drift off to sleep.


Alfie here, We have been hopping down the plot trail lately and at the moment I am hopping my way through chapter 9. So if you want a chapter sooner than a few weeks to a month down the road you just shoot me a review and I'll see what I can do about getting one posted sooner.

Anyway thanks for reading this far, Alfie