**Disclaimer** I do not claim to own anything that's not mine (J.K. Rowling wrote these amazing things before I could even dream of them). I do claim my main character, Dee.
I sighed as I popped into the kitchen at Number 12 Grimmauld place. It had been a long semester so far, especially after Da was forced to flee after being accused of creating an army of his students. It was ridiculous, but the proof had been there thanks to Harry, Hermione and Ron… Well, everyone else who had joined the group was responsible too, but those three had started it.
Now, I was here. My owl, Holly, delivered me a howler from Mrs. Weasley. She demanded I come see her in regards to why the twins were no longer at school. I had nothing to do with it. I was actually quite irritated myself at George and Fred. I hadn't had a chance yet to talk to George about it but when I did, he was gonna wish it was his mum yelling instead…
Mrs. Weasley was cooking up a storm, for whom, I didn't know. I made myself visible.
"Hello Mrs. Weasley." She spun around to me with a glare. "Wait. Before you say anything, I want to tell you that I'm upset too. I had nothing to do with the twins' decision to leave school early." I said quickly before she could start yelling. She huffed a little but didn't yell and seemed to accept my statement.
Sirius walked into the kitchen just then, oblivious to the tension and grabbed a hot biscuit off the stove. Mrs. Weasley and I just watched him silently, waiting for him to notice us. He took a bite of the biscuit, making sounds of enjoyment as he gobbled it down.
"Delicious Molly!" He exclaimed, looking up at her. Noticing her stature, he turned away from her nervously and he finally spotted me, jumping in surprise. "Well, it seems I've stumbled into a tar pit here ladies… My apologies." He said and slowly, cautiously, crept from the room. Mrs. Weasley's stern faced cracked after a moment and she started laughing. Her laughter was infectious and I joined her. Sirius poked his head back into the room to see what was going on. We quieted down enough finally and Sirius came back in.
"You haven't received any owls yet, have you Molly?" He asked.
"No Sirius. Are you expecting one?" Sirius actually blushed.
"Um, ya. Hopefully…" Mrs. Weasley and I both raised our eyebrows at each other, sharing in our curiosity.
"From anyone special?" Mrs. Weasley inquired further with a smile. Sirius blushed more.
"Just let me know if I receive any owls, would you please?" He huffed at Mrs. Weasley before turning and stomping out of the room. We both chuckled at his departure and I settled myself down at the table.
"So any new news or word from your father?" Mrs. Weasley asked, turning back to the stove.
"Nah. Only thing new I hadn't talked to you about was the twins' departure." I answered absently, picking at the wood of the table.
"That woman is horrible, I know, but it's not excuse enough!" Mrs. Weasley stated vehemently as she was reminded of the twins. I nodded, agreeing with her. We talked while she cooked. She served me up samples of what she was making and it was all very good. "It's good to see you eating. You are far too thin. I suppose you are just naturally that way. Your father is on the thin side and I remember your mother being very slender as well." Mrs. Weasley chirped happily, serving me a piece of chocolate cake. We talked away, discussing anything and everything. It was a nice evening of ranting and getting to know each other better. I was almost sad to leave.
"I better head back to Hogwarts. Can't leave Umbridge alone for too long…" I said. She nodded in agreement as she was finishing up the dishes. I rose to leave and we hugged goodbye. With a flash of a smile from Sirius, who had snuck in quietly for dessert, and a small wave from Mrs. Weasley, I was off.
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Professor McGonagall was gone now too. She'd been sent to St. Mungos after being hit by four stunning spells at the same time. I was furious. How dare that woman destroy Hogwarts. How dare she hurt people I cared about! How dare she threaten people I care about! I stomped through the halls, not caring if anyone heard me. An owl fluttered through one of the windows, catching my attention. It was Trixy. I moved into a dark classroom and she followed. I became visible and took the letter from her leg the moment she landed on my shoulder.
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My Dear,
There's an emergency at the Ministry. Harry has gone there thinking that Voldemort had kidnapped Sirius. Make haste. We will need help. It is surely a trap. Be safe.
Love,
Da
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My pulse raced in fear. This must be very serious if Da is willing to risk me having to face my Uncle or even Voldemort…
I ran out the room and down the hall, not even bothering becoming invisible. I got out the main doors and grabbed my broom from my satchel and kicked off. I headed towards the Ministry.
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All the Order members had arrived before me. This irritated me. I hated missing out on the action, but luckily there was a lot of that still going on. Several of Harry's friends were injured. I worried especially about Ron, Hermione and Ginny. Sirius hadn't listened to Da's orders apparently. He was facing off against Bellatrix Lestrange. Curses were flying everywhere. It was chaos. I threw out guarding spells to help deflect some serious hexes from everyone but I just couldn't keep up with everyone. Two death eaters had Remus cornered. I decided to take one off his hands. I threw a curse at the closest one. He moved at the last second though, causing it to miss. I growled in frustration. The man turned in my direction.
"Who was that? Show yourself you coward!" He bellowed. Pride swelled up in me. I'm no coward! I shed my invisibility and threw another curse at him. He narrowly missed getting hit, though it nicked his mask causing it to crumble from his face. We both faced each other. Shock painted across both of our faces. It was my mother's killer, my uncle.
"Finish her Rookwood!" Malfoy shouted. The shout distracted me just long enough for my uncle to curse me.
"Crucio!" He shouted. My body seized with unimaginable pain. My body seemed to react of its own accord and invisified. "Where'd she go?" He demanded. Without being able to see me, the curse lost its hold on me. I gasped in pain still as my body came back under my control. He heard my breathing and tried shooting more curses at me. I heard shouting and looked to see Sirius falling backward into the veil of death. I turned away quickly though, the voices tugged at me, trying to pull me in too. My uncle was stubbornly refusing to give up on getting me. "Where are you Delilah?" He shouted. Shock coursed through me and then humor as I realized he thought I was my mother. I became visible again, goading him. This is the man who killed my mother. I'll kill him! Anger tore at me and I started throwing more curses at him.
"Adada Kadavra!" I shot at him, feeling the anger and pain rip from my soul. He dodged and I felt the anger and pain return.
"Nice shot sis. Better practice that aim though." He sneered at me. "Stupefy!" He shot at me. It barely nicked me, sheering off a few inches of my hair.
"I am NOT your sister!" I yelled, rolling to dodge another curse. "Adada Kadavra!" I tried again, furious. The curse rebounded, splitting and showering sparks of pain back at me. He took advantage of the distraction and shot at me again.
"Peira Surko!" He shouted. Pain blossomed all over my body. I gasped in pain and looked down at myself, in slow motion, to see blood seeping out of every pore of my body. I sank to the ground, my wand dropping as the pain and weakness hit me. He shouted a triumphant laugh that echoed dully in my mind. My eyes clouded over as blackness engulfed me. My last thought before falling unconscious was; I love you George. I'm sorry.
I knew death's evil embrace was near, eager to snuggle me close. A faint "drip, drip, drip" echoed around me followed by the same evil laugh that has haunted me for so long…
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I hadn't heard from Dee in a while. Fred and I had been really busy with our new shop. I knew she was busy too with handling things at Hogwarts but the school term was over now and still I hadn't heard anything. I had written to Mum but she had no clue where she was either. My last chance was with Professor Dumbledore. I hoped he would tell me where she was and maybe even get a message to her for me.
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Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I'm sorry to have to bother you. I know you are quite busy, especially with all the stuff that has been going on lately. I am writing you though because I am starting to worry about Dee. I haven't heard from her in several months now. I am hoping you could tell me where she is and possibly give her a message for me. Please write back soon. Thank you.
Sincerely,
George Weasley
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Professor Dumbledore sat with his head in his hands.
"Oh, my Deirdra… How could I have let this happen to you? I'm a horrible father…" He cried steadily, his wrinkled hand covering her still handing, lying on the bed. A flutter of wings made him look up. Holly floated in gracefully and landed on the metal bar at the foot of the bed. Professor Dumbledore retrieved the letter from her leg and was about to add it to the growing pile on the nightstand when he noticed it was addressed to him. He slowly opened the letter, seeing that it was from George. He read the letter quietly to himself. He sighed deeply as he finished reading and tossed the letter with the others. "What am I to tell him?" He pondered to himself, desperately. The words however seemed to stir the air. Deirdra's hand twitched slightly beneath his and immediately he tried to call to her. "Deirdra, my sweet girl. Wake up please." But her hand stilled again.
~ Where am I? The empty blackness around me seemed familiar. Familiar to whom? I pondered. Who am I? Where am I? An evil laugh sounded around me, echoing dully in my head. I have caught you at last. The evil voice whispered in my head. I was confused and frightened. Something tickled my hand, causing me to twitch. A slight breeze came out of no where, smelling sweet and comforting but the evil in the air snuffed it out.
*** AHHH! =D So... What do you guys think? Exciting, huh? =) Thank you everyone for your reviews. It might be slower going from here because I'm having slight writers block at the moment. I only have one more completed chapter written after this questions? Any suggestions? Dee's 3rd owl is named after a special reviewer. She'll figure out it's for her once she reads this. Haha. Can anyone tell me what all 3 of Dee's owls are named w/o cheating? lol. I have plenty more in store, it's just that I'm trying to get through the first part of the next book timeline and trying to fit my created plot into it so it fits well. I'm so excited to get into the thick of it though. Thank you for following, thank you for reading, thank you for reviewing, and PLEASE review some more! Luvs Yas! :)
A/N: I lowered the story rating back to T today from M because I don't think the content is so bad to have a M rating. If you think it is mature enough to demand a M rating, leave me a review or send me a message saying so. If I don't get any messages from readers saying they think it,should be rated M then I will leave it at T. Thanks :) 7/4/11