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Chapter 5: Disappearing act…

My life's the lies of you and i…

Missing. That's what she was, and that's what she remained. Only some knew the truth, and they usually were on the wrong side.

Harry had his suspicions; after all, he had to tell them the truth, after all that had happened. They had not taken it well.

Who could blame them too? What would you have done if you were told that the battle you had thought had been finished had once again reincarnated. Bellatrix and her army of death eaters were back, to avenge their master, finally.

It had taken them all by surprise, who wouldn't be? But one thing Harry definitely knew was that Lilly hadn't disappeared on her own accord, or by coincidence. It was the death eaters, he could tell. But there was nothing he could do except look.

Weeks went by, with endless searches for young Lilly Potter. Weeks turned to months; they even searched the muggle world, but no sign of the young redhead. For all they knew she could be dead, but they didn't give up.

Harry recovered and came home, he started to live a normal life despite the fact that his only child was missing, despite his demons. Ginny admired his courage, but she knew that he was hurting inside – like she was. When Harry had gone it was as if a part of her had been ripped out, but he had come back, and the part had slowly been stitched up. Or so she thought, until Lilly had disappeared and had picked at the threads and torn them out, taking her heart with it. Harry wasn't there most of the time; his mind was always somewhere else even though his body was present.

It just wasn't the same.

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Nothing was the same anymore.

Her life had been tipped upside down. She had entered the impossible, the forbidden…and she liked it. She stuck to her words. She had no father, or mother anymore. She was alone in the world, to fight her own battles side by side with her mentor. The most powerful woman she had ever known. Her idol. Her leader. The one she wanted to be…

"Are you ready?"

She gulped.

"Always,"

And all this for revenge.

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"Where are they?"

"They're making their way towards Diagon Alley." She replied, map in hand. Her eyes darted side to side as she watched the little labelled dots move around the parchment. Hundreds of them like a swarm of Bees crowding around a honey pot.

She could see familiar names, and some not – obviously new recruits. Nott, Macnair, Rookwood, Mulciber, Rosier, Jugson and Malfoy were all in there, crowding around one figure. Bellatrix Lestrange. The brown eyed matured figure of Hermione Granger shuddered as she thought of what the woman was capable of. No-one but Harry's close family and friends knew about her return, but she had the feeling that was soon to change.

The dots started to move along the alleyway, splitting off into groups. Hermione kept her eyes on Bellatrix as she made her way towards the crowded streets of Diagon Alley, with only a few trailing behind her. Malfoy was one of them, and her slightly dim husband Rodolphus. Her eyes caught sight of another dot following closely behind Bellatrix, but before she could read the name, it disappeared, just like the others before it.

"Go!"

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Any minute now, just another few seconds and she'll know, know that it was all worth it. At the age of 14 she had come a long way, but this was the big test. She would finally know.

She stood there face covered in the skull shaped mask, eyes determined beside her mistress. She watched the screaming and torturing, the killing and pain and didn't feel anything towards them, not even pity. She had been ordered to wait, and so she would. She observed the others doing their job, their sport. They laughed at the pain, she did now. There were times when she would have been revolted and sickened, even scared (although she hated to admit it) at her fellow death eater's behaviour. But that was then, this was now.

Pop! Pop! Again and again the noise sounded between the screams of innocent people, Aurors appeared, wands drawn and soon jets of lights zoomed between the Death Eaters and the Aurors.

"Its time," said a calm, cold voice beside her. She looked up at the tall woman and nodded. They both stepped forward and walked into the crowd, in the opposite direction of the battle.

There was no going back now.