-1Okay, another chapter for Diosa Disfrazada! Thanks to all the people who read this, and even if you don't review thanks anyway. Here it is….

Disclaimer- I own nothing but a few OCs and the Hidden, and… oh whatever I just don't own any of Harry Potter's stuff okay?

Stella: Sorry for any mistakes.

Jamie- Devil didn't really check anything like she was supposed to...

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Kailey paced back and forth in her best friend, Diamond's, room.

"Diamond, what am I supposed to do? I mean, the trial's in two days, and I haven't spoken to Halia yet. I know she's miserable!"

"Kailey, calm down. Why don't you see her the day of the trail? You know, something to make her feel better. Plus, she can't be that sad. You know she has The Four with her, making it The Five," Diamond pointed out.

"The Five" were well known in L.A. They were a group of close friends, who could never be separated. There were four boys, and one girl in the group. The four boys were named: Alex, Ryan, Emmanuel, and Elijah. The only girl in the group was Halia. The Five were basically a group of mischief makers who were loyal to their family and friends no matter what( A/N- Think of a more modern version of The Marauders)

Alex, Ryan, Emmanuel, and Elijah were the only ones, besides Kailey, who Halia told anything to. It was part of their bond they formed when they were little.

"I don't think she's with them. Sonia probably wouldn't let her hang out with them right now. Sonia thinks they're a "bad influence" on Halia," Kailey frowned. It was no secret Halia disliked Sonia. In Kailey's opinion, she didn't like the blonde either. The lady was just…… off somehow.

"You're right," Diamond sighed, "what are we going to do? I mean, it's not like Halia wouldn't love to see someone right now, it's just a matter of them getting past the bulldog Sonia."

At the words "See someone right now," Kailey got a plan.

"Diamond, you're a genius!" Kailey squealed excitedly.

Diamond raised an eyebrow, "I am?"

Kailey nodded, "What Halia needs is a boyfriend!"

Diamond looked at Kailey cautiously, "A boyfriend? Kailey, let me remind you that Halia does kickboxing, hip-hop, belly dancing, private tutoring, soccer, AND rules two realms. How will she have time for a boyfriend?" Kailey ignored her.

Kailey smiled, "Halia needs someone who is calm, strong, patient, and cunning. Someone who is smart, and isn't too innocent, but good enough."

"Kailey I don't think this is a good idea…"

Kailey looked into her locket and of the picture of Harry and Draco inside of it. She looked at Draco and a pure Malfoy smirk settled on her face.

"I have an idea……."

"Kailey are you listening to me!"

"Now how am I going to carry this out…."

Diamond groaned, "Something tells me this is going to bite someone in the ass, and you better hope it's not me," and with that said, Diamond sank onto her bed and decided that if she flipped through the catalogue to look for parts for her car, and said nothing, she's have a better chance of denying she had any part in planning this matchmaking business.

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"Hey dad!" I shouted enthusiastically. My dad, Alexander Lovell, strolled in the room like he owned it. Well, technically, he did. We were on one of his estates in L.A., and I was having one of my lessons. Today was a day for home schooling, and hip-hop classes. My teacher frowned from where she was sitting. She was my English and History teacher, and one of the strictest teachers I had.

"Hey quello caro(1)! What's been going on?" he asked me kindly. His hazel eyes shined with affection and his black shoulder length hair was hurriedly pushed out of his face, as I ran up to him and hugged him tightly, "Save me!" I whispered in his ear.

My dad looked at my tutor, and then to my desperate face.

"Halia, there's some business we need to discuss in my office. Why don't you come with me?" my dad suggested.

"Mr. Lovell, I don't think that's a-," my tutor started to say. My dad's warm hazel eyes turned cold in an instant, and he looked very much like the Lord he was, "Excuse me?"

My tutor looked at my papers on my desk, then at my dad's look, "Nothing."

"Have a good day Ms. You are dismissed," he waved his hand at her before we linked arms and walked to his office. When we got there, he sat down in his comfy chair by a fireplace, and I took the one in front of him. My dad smiled at me before speaking, "So, how's everything?"

"Oh fine, besides the fact that my tutors are bossy and rude, and The Source's screams are starting to become aggravating. Oh yeah, I miss Ryan, Alex, Emmanuel, and Elijah." This was like a routine for us. My dad would ask how everything was, I'd tell him the truth, and then he'd try to fix the problem if there was one. By "fix" I mean kill it, or ruin it's life somehow. Alex Lovell was more than just rich. He was also a Crime Lord. Hell, he basically ruled L.A. Although it benefited me sometimes, it was not helpful for my already busy life.

"Do I need to find you more tutors?"

I saw the Crime Lord look in his eyes and decided to spare my tutors' lives, "Oh no. They may be bossy and rude, but they help me. They don't baby and coddle me. I learn better that way."

He nodded, "Why don't you just stop torturing The Source? The screams will probably lessen that way."

I smiled, "It will take away my fun time, but oh well. What about the boys?"

"Invite them over."

"Sonia doesn't like them."

"Has that ever stopped you before?"

"Good point. Shouldn't you be defending your wife?"

"Yes I should, but she's not here to hear me not defending her, is she?"

"Again, good point." Many people wonder why my dad, Alex Lovell, a very rich, kind, caring man married Sonia Reeves. She was a poser. She seemed nice and breathtakingly beautiful, but really, she was, to put it simply: a bitch. They made a cute couple. With my dad's six foot five inch height, and Sonia's five foot eleven inches. My dad had shoulder length midnight colored hair and pale skin, while Sonia had blond hair that went a little past shoulder length, and perfectly tan skin (tanning lotion and tanning beds). My dad's eyes were warm hazel, but could turn cold. Sonia's were brown and seemed to be stuck on "freezer mode".

Well, to this day, my dad says he fell in love with her when he saw her. He swore there was good in her, but when I turned fourteen, he swears he was seeing counseling then, because his mind must have been very messed up to have fallen for her. Nowadays, they can't really divorce yet because his enemies might have a field day with this news.

I was brought out of my musings by my dad, "So any more news about your parents?"

I shook my head, "I haven't really had time to look. I was thinking I could find something in Heaven. Maybe this weird looking tattoo will help." Oh my thigh was a tattoo of an orchid. I was really self-conscious about it. The only person who knew about this tattoo was my dad. No one else knew. Not even Kailey.

"Okay, tomorrow you can go look. Oh yeah, and your trial's in two days correct?" he seemed to be trying not to laugh at the word "trial". I scowled at him.

"Yes, it's in two days. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to call the boys over to play video games and have burping contest(2)." Unlike most girls, I was a tomboy. I played video games, ate junk food, and despised dresses and skirts. I was the "wild one" as most daughters, of my dad's business partners said. Of course they only whispered this, as they were afraid for their lives.

"Have fun, and be good," he warned me, "I have a business partner coming over, and he's bringing his two twins over. They're very snobby from what I've heard."

"Thanks for the update," I winked at him before strolling to my room inside of the house.

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Meanwhile, at Riddle Manor, inside of Voldemort's private chamber……..

"Luciusssss, have you found anything ussseful from the Council of The Planesss?" Voldemort hissed to the blond man kneeling before him.

"Yes my Lord. It seems that I have been invited to attend the trail and watch the proceedings," Lucius drawled. He really hated The Dark Lord more than anything. The only reason he hasn't told Voldemort to "stick it where the sun don't shine" was because he was spying for the Order of The Phoenix. Also, he knew that him writhing on the floor in agony from a round of Cruicatus was not an attractive Malfoy quality.

"Well, well, Luciussss, you have done well. See to it that you watch everything carefully, or there will be a price to pay. I'd hate to see such a pretty face twisted in agony," a bony cold finger traced the side of Lucius's face. He held in the urge to throw up, and conjured up feelings of pride and adoration to the front of his mind. He pushed back the feelings of disgust and hate, and kept kneeling as the bony finger traced his collar bone under his robes.

"My Lord! There's a problem that needs your dealing. Fenir Greyback is considering staying neutral. You must talk to him," a random Death Eater came into the Dark Lord's private chamber.

Voldemort's scarlet eyes narrowed at the intruder, "Who ssayssss you may enter wittthout permisssion?"

"I'm sorry My Lord I didn't mea-," his apology was cut off by his own screams of pain, and he writhed on the ground from a Cruicatus(s/p?) Curse.

"Luciussss you are disssmisssed." Lucius nodded, and with a "pop" disappeared.

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"I think that is just disgusting!" a very snobbish girl sniffed in Emmanuel's direction.

"Well, wow! I didn't know you could think. I thought all of that hairspray diluted your mind," he shot back.

My dad's business partner, Franklin Benjamin (I laughed my ass off when the twins told me their father's name), brought his two twins over. The twins names were Marissa and Clarissa. The may have looked alike, but they were very different. First of, Clarissa was very rude and snobby. Marissa on the other hand, was awesome. Marissa immediately fit in with me and the boys. She made herself comfortable, grabbed a slice of pizza and a Pepsi, and called dibs on playing the winner of the latest version of Def Jam. Clarissa, on the other hand, wrinkled her nose in disgust, and sat as far away from us as possible. Everyone was cheering on Marissa, against Elijah, until Emmanuel burped. He said, "Excuse me," but Clarissa had to comment on it. Hence the discussion now.

"I'll have you know, one can of my hairspray probably costs more than what you wear combined," Clarissa glared at Emmanuel. It was no secret that Emmanuel's family was poor. The eighteen year old had to work for my dad to get by.

"You did the math? Amazing!" Emmanuel shot back.

"Okay, guys stop!" I ordered them as I stood up.

"Who are you to order me? My father said you were Mr. Lovell's daughter. You don't look like it," she smiled coldly at me, and I flinched. I had cinnamon colored skin, black hair, and lilac eyes. While my dad had pale skin, hazel eyes, and black hair.

"She's adopted, but I love her all the same. If you want to become an orphan, I suggest you keep talking," my dad strode in.

"Mr. Lovell, I wasn't thinking. Sorry," Clarissa apologized.

"That's right, you weren't. Girls, your dad is outside in his car waiting," my dad didn't even have to finish his sentence. Clarissa had already bolted.

"Marissa we have to hang out sometime," I told her sincerely.

"Okay, I take kickboxing too. Maybe we can train together sometime," she offered. I smiled at her, "Sounds like a plan!" We gave each other a high-give and Marissa left.

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Malfoy Manor……

Lucius Malfoy sank wearily into a stuffed armchair in his study. With a wave of his wand, a glass of brandy appeared in his hands. He was tired and needed sleep. He knew, however, that he wasn't going to get it when Draco, Harry, and Kailey walked into the room. The overly cheery smiles on their faces, made him suspicious instantly.

Before they could even speak, Lucius spoke first, "I'm not going on any more blind dates."

It was Draco who spoke, "Father, now why would you think we were setting you up on a blind date?"

"Maybe because ever since Narcissa and I divorced, you've set me up on six. No way am I going to go on another one," Lucius smirked at Draco's crestfallen look.

"Lucius, hear us out. Someone every important to me is going on trail soon," now that got Lucius's attention.

"I'm listening."

"My once cousin Halia is going on trail for the lab thing. Knowing the Council of The Planes, her sentence might be a bit harsh. I was wondering if you could sway the council into "punishing" Halia into staying in the Wizarding World for a year," Kailey pleaded.

"And the catch?" Lucius asked before downing the rest of his brandy in one gulp.

"That she stays at Malfoy Manor," Harry answered.

Lucius thought for a moment. If he did this, Dumbledore and the Light side would be within easy reach of the girl, and Voldemort would be too. Though, Voldemort, wouldn't get her.

I know I'm going to hate myself for this later.

"Fine, she can stay."

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(1)- it means "dear one" I think…..

(2)- Okay, girls do that too, at a party I went to, there was a burping contest, it was HILARIOUS!

(s/p?)- does anyone know how to spell that please?

A/N- There you go! Another chapter of DD done! Hehehe….Lucius has no idea what's in store for him. Okay, does anyone know who I'm pairing Halia up with? It's kind of obvious if you look close enough.

Stella- Yeah whatever, okay folks-

Jamie-Read and review!

DWW- Oh how I hate when they do that.

Stella and Jamie- Stay tuned folks!