LILY

We had ended up trudging through the beautiful, yet eerie, forest, stepping on leaves and scaring ourselves. We had passed Hagrid's hut, tiptoeing into the unknown. I had heard many stories of what was in there. Acromantulas. Werewolves. Then I saw a brown owl, that landed on the forest floor gently, and then it did something I had only ever seen once before, in the Transfiguration class earlier that day. The owl turned into a person.

AMY

I could see her. She looked just like me, as I had been told many times. Her long, blonde hair was messy, but I still knew this was her. She looked not too different from the smiling, waving photos I'd seen. "Amy," she said, with a loving, wistful tone. "The crumple-horned snorcacks have been around, did you notice?' I had, yet I couldn't find the first words to say to her. She gave me a hug. It felt weird, like I knew her, but I also didn't.

As I sat down on my bed in the common room. My brain was fuzzy, and I felt like I was floating on air. My mum. Alive.

KATRINA

Savvy wanted me to meet her in the Forbidden Forest, but she had an unusual request. She wanted me to bring Cecilia. So I did, reluctantly.

As we were walking in the forbidden forest, in the morning sun, we came to a stop.

"Are you finally forgiving me?" Asked Cecilia.

"Savannah just wanted me to bring you here. Wasn't my choice." I told her. Definitely wanted to make that clear. And then I saw a group of kids. They weren't supposed to be there. Neither were we. But they were with an adult. A tall, blonde-haired woman. I walked over to them, and Cecilia followed, close behind, because she wasn't mentally capable enough to make her own decisions, apparently. Rose Weasley, Lamey Lovegood and Lily Potter looked at us in shock.

"You're the Malfoy girls, aren't you?" asked the woman. I nodded. "Well, I guess I can keep telling you what I brought you here for, girls. I think these two need to hear it, too." Potter's face was so hilariously angry. "Well, you know Savannah Smith, correct?" Cecilia and I nodded, and the other three girls just shrugged.

"She's our cousin," said Cecilia.

"No, she's not," I looked at her in utter confusion. "Technically, she's your aunt. She's the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort." No one made a sound. The daughter of Voldemort was my role model. "And, that isn't even her name. Her name is Tiffany Riddle." Once again, all was quiet. This was important. I could tell by her concerned tone of voice.

"So, the daughter of Voldemort has lived in our attic for seventeen years?"

"Yes. And, over that span of time, she has prepared. She has horcruxes."

ROSE

My mind was whirring at a million miles a minute. Horcruxes. Voldemort. These were topics that my mum had told me about. My parents had almost died several times while looking for horcruxes. "How many does she have? I mean, you said horcruxes, as in, plural…"

"She has six horcruxes. And it will be your jobs to get rid of them. I trust you."

"Do our parents know about this?' asked Lily.

"They know, but they have no idea that I'm telling you that you need to do it. They think it's their job. I know that I can't let them go through that twice. They've already won a wizarding war." I hated how she said war. It bothered me. This couldn't elevate that far, could it? Many people had died during the last wizarding war. Could this really get that serious? That worried me, a lot. She will want to kill us. The ones who killed her father. She was eighteen. True, she wasn't as old as Voldemort was. Not as skilled. But my mother, father and Uncle Harry were seventeen and eighteen when they killed him. They already had the vast majority of their magical education. We were merely a few weeks into our first year. The odds didn't seem very good.

LILY

My owl came from the Daily Prophet the next morning, at the Gryffindor table, everyone seemed to be in a panic. "Lily, did you read the first page?" Rose asked me, pushing her mess of red curly hair behind her ear. I flipped the newspaper over, and looked at the front page. There had been a breakout from Azkaban. Bellatrix Lestrange had got out. So had Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. I wonder whether Cecilia and Katrina know about this, I thought. I didn't really know, but I had a feeling that this had to do with what Amy's mum had told us yesterday. I wondered how the Malfoys were taking the news. Maybe they had already known.

KATRINA

I started a letter.

Savvy,

I know who you are now and I want to help you. I want to be a death eater. The Potter, Weasley, Lovegood and Cecilia know too. Please accept me as a follower. I have known you forever. You can trust me.

-Katrina

I knew that Cecilia wouldn't be pleased, but my parents and grandparents had done it, so why shouldn't I have? I had seen the Daily Prophet, and I was pleased that my grandparents were out. I also was sure that Savv-Tiffany had broken them, and her mother out.

I found her in the Slytherin common room. A black owl was sitting on her shoulder, and she was stroking it, like an evil mastermind. She was reading something that I assumed was schoolwork. I couldn't think about the alternative. Just the day before, there had been a notice that books had been stolen from the restricted section of the library. She looked up at me, and wasn't surprised, so I assumed she had received my letter. "If you know who I am, then tell me. Who am I, Katrina?" Her grey eyes pierced me, and I suddenly became very nervous. That was the moment that I knew she was evil. She was scary. Pledging my allegiance wouldn't result in a game. It would be very real.

"Tiffany Riddle."

"I trust you. Now for the first step. Give me your arm." I shuddered, but I put my left arm in her cold, clammy hand. This was it.

CECILIA

I looked toward the Slytherin table, at Katrina. She was clutching her arm and making a face. Why hadn't she gone to Madam Pomfrey? Then I saw that she was looking at Tiffany. She had an owl on her shoulder that was black and menacing. I hadn't known she had an owl. Could that be a development to tell Amy's mum about? I decided to write to her. The only hard thing would be thinking of what to say.

Our Friend,

Savannah has a new black owl. Could it be anything important? Could it be someone who is doing the same thing you did?

Maybe it was her mum, from the breakout.

LILY

Cecilia had told us that the owl was Bellatrix, but we still had no idea how we could find her horcruxes. So now, we not only had an eighteen-year-old we were up against, but three mad Azkaban escapees as well.

KATRINA

I was up in the Slytherin common room again. Tiffany's dormitory. She, conveniently, didn't share with anyone, so she had things involving her plans everywhere. She told me that she was meeting me here, I thought, but where was she? I looked around. A silver shining key was hanging from her bedpost, and a golden jewelry box was on the bedside table. I walked over, and fingered the cold key in my hand. I slowly walked over to the jewelry box, my hands sweating around the key. I took a deep breath, and cautiously looked over my shoulder to see if she was coming. I stuck the key inside, and slowly turned it. With a click, it unlocked. I opened up the box, and it creaked. I jumped, looked over my shoulder once more, and looked inside. All that was there was a crumpled piece of stained parchment, lying in the bottom. Trying my luck, I picked it up. It felt crinkly and water-damaged on my hands. It smelled funny. I opened it, and I rustled.

Jewelry box

Rose- dad's grave

Fan- bathroom

Statue- ROR

Locket-MM

Barrette

This had to be the list my sister and her little friends were looking for. I copied down the info on a piece of my parchment, put the crinkled piece back, locked the box, and hung the key on Tiffany's bedpost again. Then, just as the key ceased its swinging, the door jerked open.

"You we're here early."

"I was just anxious to start proving my loyalty to you," I said with a mischievous grin.

"Cecilia!" I called to the Ravenclaw table, the next morning at looked at me funny, then shrugged it off. She was my sister, why wouldn't I call her attention? I saw my twin sister look at me with a quizzical expression. I sent my owl over.

Cecilia,

Bring Lamey, Lily and Rose to the F.F. Don't tell anybody else.

-Katrina

I saw her read it, and she nodded. Then we both left.

"Psst." The owl moved her head toward me and tilted it. "I need to talk to you and the others." She nodded, and then she took her true form as a grey-eyed, blonde-haired woman. Then the four I had waited for came up behind me.

"Katrina, we're here." Said Potter, looking very confused. "Why did you want us?"

"Because I know what we need to do." I sighed. I had to tell them more. "I found Tiffany's list of horcruxes. We stand a chance now."

"We? I think you've been hanging out with the enemy lately. And didn't Cecilia say she saw your arm hurting?" I grabbed my arm, as if to guard it. Weasley probably knew some spell to make me reveal it, though. I knew they saw I was intimidated.

"Well, either you were sadly misinformed, or she saw wrong." She raised her wand, daring me to do the same.

"Wingardium Leviosa." She raised my left sleeve, everyone gasped and gaped, I handed Cecilia the list I had made, and walked away. They didn't want me, they didn't need me. They could do it without me. All I had done was try to help.

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