You and Harry Sat on an old moth-eaten couch, staring into the flames that filled the stone fireplace. "Darcie, about earlier, I'm sorry all right? I've, I just had this big crush on you since we met, and I couldn't hold it back any longer. I…"
"Harry, It's okay, yes I was mad, but we are still friends. Why did you think I was unwilling to let Voldamort kill you? I love you, but as a friend."
"Okay,"
you sigh and look back at the flames. "So, Voldamort's my Father. I think I liked it better when he was dead."
Suddenly, the flames turned green and a woman she had bright blue hair. Stepped out. "Harry! Good to see you again!"
"Hey Tonks."
"Ah, and you must be Darcie. I'm Tonks."
"Nice to meet you." You say, taking her outstretched hand. She pulled out a small mirror and looked into it.
"Ug! This hair looks like a dead raccoon died blue!" her hair turned black with pink streaks.
"You're a Metamorphmagus?"
"Yes."
"Cool! My friend Sammy is one, and she had started to teach me to be one, but I moved."
"I can Finnish, it'll give us something to do. How far did she get? Most people can't learn. Most Metamorphmagus are born with the gift."
"I can change my eye color. But it takes time." You slowly changed your eyes a deep brown. Then back.
"Fine, we'll start after Dinner."
The flames turned green again and Ron and what you assumed to be his Parents stepped out.
"Harry, dear! I'm so glad to see that your okay!!" the woman said sweeping Harry into a hug.
"Hi Ron."
"Hey, Hermione is coming. There just… hear she is now!" The flames turned green and Hermione ran to hug you.
"Darcie! When I heard… are you okay?!"
"Yes. Harry may have a bruise from my spell to push him out of the way."
After Dinner, Everyone sat around the old living room. Harry and Ron sat in a corner, playing wizards chess, Hermione and Ginny were before the fire, playing a game of exploding snap, Snape was grading papers and most of the Order sat talking at the back of the room. Tonks and you sat in a corner, she was teaching you how to change your hair color and stile at will, you had managed to turn it a deep green that glowed in the dim firelight. Suddenly the flames turned green and two figures stud there. Dumbledore stepped out first and walked over to the group of members of the Order and started to talk. The second figure stepped out and looked around, looking uncomfterable. You couldn't see who it was so you turned back to Tonks.
"Malfoy, what are you doing hear?" you heard Harry hiss.
You perked up and looked again, Draco stepped into the light and glared at Harry.
"DRACO!" you got up off the floor and ran to him, flinging your arms around his neck.
"Don't ever disappear on me again! Imagine! I get back to Hogwarts when my parents let me go back and find that you're gone!"
"Sorry."
"Oh, Bloody Hell! Why is your Hair Green?!"
"Mr. Malfoy, watch your tongue!"
"Sorry Professor." You led him to where you and Tonks had been sitting. "So? Why is your hair green?"
you start to laugh, and point to Tonks who was giggling also. "Tonks has been teaching me how to be a Metamorphmagus."
"Well, I like you better with your own hair. You smile and change it back. You were now fast at changing your eyes and hair. Skin and fetchers were a lot harder thou and you had not mastered it yet.
"What is this place?"
"Snape's childhood home."
"Why are we here?"
"Well, you are here because you wanted to be with me, Harry and I are here for protection from Voldamort."
"Hu?"
"He gave Harry and I a little visit in our common room."
"ARE YOU OKAY?!"
"Yes, Harry has a nasty bruise were I hit him out of the way, and I have knowledge I wish I didn't have."
"Knowledge?"
"About my father."
"What? Was he murdered by Voldamort?"
"He IS Voldamort." Draco's eyes got wide. Tonks stud and walked away, knowing you needed to talk to him alone.
The clock stuck eleven and people started going up to there rooms. Hermione and Ginny were now sharing your room and Harry, Ron, and Draco were in his.
"There's going to be trouble with those three in one room!" Ginny said, jumping on the bed.
"It'll be okay, as long as they don't try to kill each other."
"So, Hermione, do you fancy anyone?" Ginny asked, changing the subject.
Hermione blushed. "Ron." She said lightly
"RON!! As in my brother Ron?!"
"Yes, Shut up! They are in the next room!" She flung a pillow at Ginny.
"Well, what about you, Ginny? Whom do you fancy?" you ask grabbing the pillow from her before she throws it back, and hugging it to your chest.
"Oo, your evil!"
you shrug, "You made Hermione tell."
"I like Harry." Hermione gasped.
"I knew you used to fancy him, but, I thought you got over him."
"More like gave up. What about you, Darcie?"
"Do you even have to ask? Come on! Ware were you the past months? Who have I been going out with?"
"I mean if you and Malfoy weren't a couple. Who do you like besides him."
"Dose it have to be at Hogwarts?"
""Yes/no."" They said together, Hermione being the one to say no.
You sigh. "Outside of Hogwarts, it would have to be My friend, Anna's big brother Jeff. He's a Seeker for the American Quidditch team. He was the one who taught me how to play, and he never hesitates when I ask for a favor. But inside Hogwarts, I'll have to say Seamus."
"Seamus Finnigan!" they roared together as if it was incredibly funny.
"What? Hi IS kind of cute!"
they laughed harder. You chucked the pillow at them. "Seamus! You have GOT to be Joking!!"
"I am!" you say, laughing harder than they were.
"Than who? Neville?" Ginny asked.
You got serious and looked her striate in the eye. "Yes."
They stopped laughing and looked at you. You stair back. At the same time you all start laughing.
"That's a good one!!"
"You almost had me there!!"
"I can't believe you believed me for a second!!" after you three had settled down, you handed Ginny a black book.
"What's this?"
"Your Christmas gift. I think you should have it early." She opened the cover and a dreamy look came into her eyes. Hermione looked over her shoulder and looked at you with a kind smirk.
"You are a sneaky one!"
You giggle. You had known for a wile that she liked Harry. You could always tell if someone liked someone else. It was a photo album for dating and it had a picture of Harry and Ginny that you had gotten from Ron. The picture had originally had Ron and Hermione in it but you had cut them out. "I could see if Harry likes you. That is if you want."
"YES!! Er, I mean if you want." You three sat up talking until you drifted off to sleep.
When you awoke the next morning, you found that you had been using Ginny's back as a pillow, She was using Hermione's legs as a pillow and Hermione was Hugging your left foot, and using your right one as her pillow. Her lower legs were dangling off the bed and the real pillow was being used as your blanket. "Hermione! Can I have my foot back?" you ask, wiggling your foot.
She groaned and looked at you and saw she was using your foot as a teddy bear. "Sorry!" she said jumping a bit, waking up Ginny.
"Wh-what? Come on mum! Just two more minutes!!"
You and Hermione smile at each other, "Oh, But Harry wants to talk to you! He's here now!" you say, in a motherly type voice.
"WHAT!! BUT I'M NO… ooh, I'm going to KILL you two!!"
"Sorry, couldn't resist!!" you shriek with laughter as she grabbed the pillow from your lap and chucked it into your face. "Come on! Time for breakfast!!" you say running into the bathroom to get ready.
As you walk into the kitchen you saw that no one was there. Ron walked in smiling. "Hey! All the grown-ups are gone for something and so we are all alone and… what was that?!" a loud crashing sound came from the next room, running in you see Harry and Draco, wands pointing at each other's throats.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON!!"
"Potter killed my owl!" Draco said and you see a black owl on the ground.
"He shouldn't be here! He's a Death Eater just like his old man!!"
"I am NOT!! I was writing to Darcie! I always send her a morning letter!"
"Harry, you can't blame him for his father's sins."
"The apple never falls far from the tree!"
"BUT IT CAN ROLE AWAY! Just look at who my father is!! If what you are saying is right, than I'd be going off on a murderous rampage, and YOU, Mr. Potter, would be the first to go!!" A deadly silence descended over the room. No one moved and it seemed as if they were afraid to breath. Even you were shocked. You hadn't spoken of Voldamort as your father at all and you had tried to lock it away from memory. Tears welded up in your eyes and you ran up to your room and flopped onto the bed. The door opened with a creak and Hermione poked her head in.
"Darcie?" you grab the pillow and chuck it at her. "Okay, so you don't want to talk, I'll make sure no one bothers you." She closed the door again as she left.
You cry until your eyes felt dry and tears would not come any longer, but you still felt depressed. You sit up and look out the window. The sun shown brightly. stupid sun has no right!' you then stand and run to the wardrobe and fling the old doors open and grab your traveling cloak and the really old broom that had belonged to your mother. you had found it under the bed. Because you didn't have your own broom. You flung open the window and mounted the broom, flying into the fresh morning air.
Hermione's Point of view. I know I usually don't do this, but I have to. "The apple never falls far from the tree!"
"BUT IT CAN ROLE AWAY! Just look at who my father is!! If what you are saying is right, than I'd be going off on a murderous rampage, and YOU, Mr. Potter, would be the first to go!!" A deadly silence descended over the room. No one moved and it seemed as if they were afraid to breath. Even Darcie seemed shocked. Tears weld up in her eyes and she ran up stairs.
"W-what was that about?" Ron asked.
"Um, Voldamort is her father, she just found out." Harry replied.
"You know Harry, She's right. I know you two hate each other, Ron and I hate him to, but we have to get along, for Darcie, she's our friend and no matter what we do, Malfoy is her… Boyfriend. We have to accept it. I'm going up to see how she is."
"I'll come to!" Draco said.
"No. Just stay hear, all of you." H-you that's what I'm calling Hermione in her POV. Walks up the stairs and opened the bedroom door. "Darcie?" Darcie responded by flinging a pillow at H-you. "Okay, so you don't want to talk, I'll make sure no one bothers you." H-you closed the door again and left her. H-you walk down to the living room ware the three boys were sitting. "No one bother her, she needs time alone."
"How do you know?"
"Because, Ron, She's my best friend and she thru a pillow at me, think of what she may chuck at YOU."
One hour later. "Hermione! She must feel better now!"
"Fine! I'll go check on her." H-you said slowly mounting the steps. "Darcie?" H-you asked opening the door. "Darcie?!" H-you saw the window wide open and Darcie's traveling cloak and the old broom was gone. "DARCIE!! GUYS!! SHE'S GONE!!" The boys ran into the room. End Hermione's point of view, Back to yours.
You flew for hours and the tears started up again. Suddenly, the broom gave a jerk and started to descend. You fell into an ally on the hard pavement. You get up and brush yourself off. The broom had broken in half you left the useless broom on the ground and walk out of the ally hugging yourself. Looking around you saw that you were in a muggle city. You flipped your hood up and started walking down the street.
"HEY! Buddy! It ain't Halloween you know!" a muggle boy said as you shoved passed him and his gaing. "Hey! I talking to you! What's the matter? You were trying to be superman and you found you couldn't fly?"
his cronies started laughing and you stopped and turned to face them. You slowly lowered your hood and looked the leader strait in the eye. Tears still glittering on your red cheeks. Your face turns to a glair and slowly turn your eyes a glowing red. "Back off me!" you hiss.
The guys looked shocked but soon hid it. "And if we don't?"
"You'll have to answer to me and my fist."
"You think you can beat us?"
"I could take a filthy little Muggle like you."
"Muggle?" he took a step closer to you. "Is that the worst insult you can come up with? What is a muggle?"
"I was being nice."
"Well, boys, we are going to have fun with this one!!"
"Not if I can help it you- you MUDBLOOD!!" you shouted kicking him were the sun don't shine. He fell to the ground in pain and you ran down the street, pulling back up your hood and changing your eyes back to green.
You sat down on a bench in the park and buried your face in your hands.
"Oh my god! It can't be! DARCIE!!" you look up to see a smiling face you hadn't seen for years. The face of a friend, the face of a muggle you had grown up with.
"Inez?"
"Oh god, what's wrong?!" She sat on the bench next to you.
"Inez, can I still tell you anything?"
"Of coarse!"
"I'm not who you think I am."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm a witch."
"Oh, god the bullies from school before you moved has gotten to you! Your not a witch, you are a good NORMAL person!"
"No, not a witch with a capital b' a witch that dose magic."
"Like in the wizard of oz?"
"No, those kind are what Muggles, er, non-magic folk, imagine. We are normal people who use wands and have a hidden world."
"COOL!!"
"Ya, that's what I had said. I'm even attending a school for magic. But…" at that minuet a Wight snowy owl flew down and landed on your arm and held out it's leg that had a letter on it. "Hedwig? What are you doing hear?" you pull out the rolled up letter and opened it.
Begin letter. Darcie, were are you?! You need to come back! Do you know how dangerous it is for you to be out there? Come back!! The grownups will freak when they come back!! Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco. End letter.
"I'm not bloody going back!!" you say stuffing the letter into your pocket. You pull out a quill and parchment.
You write; I'm not coming back! End
you tie it to Hedwig's leg. "Take this to Harry, okay?" she hooted and nibbled your finger before flying off.
"What…?"
"Us magic folk use owl's for sending our mail."
"Oh, but go back were?"
"Erm, to my uncle's old childhood home to stay safe from… from… from the man who… who was, er is my…my father."
"But I thought you had no parents!!"
"I thought so to. But now I wish what I had believed to be true, was true!"
"You wish your father dead?"
"Yes, but you don't understand, he, he is the most feared man in our world, a man of pure evil. A cold-blooded killer."
Her eyes got wide. "Do you have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Well, come with me, Mum and I are staying in a hotel, she's on another business trip." You smile at her and follow her to the hotel.
When you had gotten to the hotel, Inez's mother was not there, "Nezzy, don't tell your mother about who I am, okay?"
"Ya, okay. Are you hungry? It's pretty late."
"Ya, I haven't eaten since dinner yesterday!!" you order room serves and sit eating your spaghetti.
"So, you can do magic, hu?"
"Ya."
"Can I see?"
"Um ya. Watch my eyes and hair." You change your eyes to look like a cat's only blue and your hair to a blond like Draco's.
"That's awesome!!"
you turn it back. "I'm in training to be a Metamorphmagus, which means I can change my appearance at will."
"Cool!!"
"Oh, that's nothing! Watch this!" you say pulling out your wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!!" you say pointing to the bed her mother had claimed.
"HOW on god's green earth did you do that?!" you smile, setting it down.
"It's one of the easiest spells!"
"So, any boyfriends yet?"
you laugh, "Yes, actually! His name is Draco Malfoy."
"So, what's he look like?"
"Hear, I think I have a photo of him, ah, ha! Hear!" you handed your old friend a photo of you and him at Hogsmade he was hugging you and smiling as you reached up to give him a small kiss on the cheek.
"It's MOVING!!"
"Yaaaaa, why… oh ya! Muggle photographs don't move. I forgot."
"He's hot!"
"What about you?"
"Nope! You beat me Riddle!! So, are you still into sports?"
"Yes, but not the muggle sports you know. I play Quidditch."
"What's that?"
"Well there are for balls, the Quaffle, two bludgers and the golden snitch. There are seven members on a team, a keeper, who guards the three goals on his, or her side of the field, three chasers, who try to make a goal, two beater's who try to nock people off there brooms, yes we fly on brooms, and the seeker who try's to catch the snitch. The Quaffle is what we use for making goals, the bludgers fly around, being hit by the beaters, and the snitch is a fast little bugger that is nearly impossible to see. If it is caught, then the game is over and the team who got it gets one hundred and fifty points added to there final score. Goals are each worth ten points."
"Sounds hard, what part do you play?"
"I'm a chaser. And a darn good one at that!!"
the door swung open and Inez's mother stepped in, her arms full of papers and files. "Sorry I'm late, Inez, the meeting was delayed."
"That's okay, Mum."
"Mum!! It's so good to see you again!!" you had known her most of your young child hood and she always seemed like a mother to you so you became accustomed to calling her mum' She dropped her load in shock and looked at you.
"Darcie, Darcie Riddle, is that you?!"
"In the flesh!!"
"My, you have grown up! Last time I saw you, you were just this scrawny little thing in pigtails and a pink jumper!"
"It's good to see you, mum!" you gave her a hug and sat back down.
"So what are you doing hear, Darcie."
You open your mouth to reply but a cold voice spoke from the doorway.
"Oh, so you thought that hiding with muggles would be the best way to escape us? Not a smart move, Miss Riddle."
You look around Inez's mother and gasp. Lucius Malfoy and two other death eaters stud there, smirking.
"Lucius! So, I was right, you DO have the mark!!"
"It's time, you must take your place by your father's side, training to take his place at his death, if it comes."
"NO!! I REFUSE TO GO TO THAT BLOODY EVIL MURDERER!!"
"Hey, whoever you are! Get out of my hotel room! You'll not touch this child!!" Inez's mother said stepping between you and the three men.
"I doubt a puny muggle like yourself could stop me." He said pulling out his wand and pointing it at her.
"MUM!! GET OUT OF THE WAY!!"
"A stick?"
"NO GET-"
"Avada Kedavra!!"
"NOOOOOOO!!!"
her legs buckled as the bright green light hit her, and she fell to the ground like a rag doll, a look of horror and pain frozen on her face.
"Mommy! Wh-what did you do to her?!" Inez shouted trying to run to her you held her back, tears flooding down. "Darcie, what's wrong with her? Why isn't she moving?!"
"Stupid muggle girl, she's dead!" Lucius laughed coldly.
"NO!! MUM!"
the other death eater's grabbed you and tried to peal you away from your friend.
"She's not letting go!"
"Your father wont like the fact you are hugging a muggle, Miss Darcie Riddle."
"For get the other one! We'll take her to, just come on!" with a loud pop, you all disappeared.
"Nezzy, are you okay?"
"Y-yes. Is my mom really dead?"
"Y-yes."
"Shut up!" Lucius grabbed you by the hair and pulled you away from Inez.
"Incarcerous!" ropes shot out of one of the death eater's wands and bound Inez.
"Master! We got the girl!" Lucius said throwing you to the ground before Voldamort, and bowing low.
"Good work Lucius, my faith in you has been temporarily restored."
"Thank you master!"
"Come, daughter, we…"
"NO!" your rude outburst caused all the death eaters present gasp in horror. Voldamort glared down at you.
"You defy your father's orders?" he hissed.
"You are not my father!"
"LIKE IT OR NOT, MY BLOOD RUNS THRU YOUR VANES, DARCIE!!"
"No, Tom Riddle's blood is in my vanes, and you are not him! You were him but turned away from that path and became, well, you. The only man I'll call Father, is the man called Tom Marvolo Riddle!"
"You'll call me father, now." He said sneering. "Bring the boy!" Two death eaters walked up, holding a chair with a figure you couldn't see bound to it. They set it down and turned it so you could see the face.
"DRACO!!"
"DARCIE! RUN! GET OUT OF HEAR!!"
you start to run to him but Voldamort held you back. "NO! GET OFF ME! DRACO!!"
Voldamort's laughter was joined by those of his followers.
"Shut the boy up!"
a death eater gagged Draco and bowed low to his master, kissing the hem of his robes.
"Well, Lucius, this is a proud day for both of us. Your son is to be marked as one of my followers and my daughter will take her place beside me."
"I will NOT!!"
"You will if you wish for this boy and that muggle to live!" Voldamort hissed. As he spoke a death eater walked up, pulling the bound, struggling form of Inez by the hair and roughly thru her into the clearing.
"You wouldn't kill Draco!" you said knowing you couldn't add Inez's name in, because he has no problem with killing muggles.
"Yes I would. In fact Lucius here would be the one to have the honor. It won't be the first time one of my men had to kill his own child."
Tears started to fall, it was either you killed your boyfriend and the girl who you have grown up with and thought of as a sister, or kill hundreds of innocent people. Could you do it? Could you choose to kill to save?
"Can't decide?"
"I can't hurt the innocent!"
"Ah, but there are no innocent!"
"The Potters were!!"
"I killed James Potter, because he killed your mother! He killed her and kidnapped you."
"That's not true!!"
"Even Dumbledore will not deny it! Potter came into the home you and Carissa were staying at and he came in and murdered her the muggle way in the dark! He took you and went on home! He was not innocent!!"
You stopped struggling and the memory of your mother filled your mind, only this time you could see a man, James Potter, he had a gun in his hand. You knew it was true, you didn't want to believe it, but it was. You saw him aim at a fleeing shadow and pull the trigger, the bullet hitting a lamp causing it to explode in a flash of blinding light, then enter your mother's chest. She screamed as she felt it and dropped you. You saw James stand over your baby form and look down at you before sweeping you up into his arms and walking away.
"Mark the boy!" You heard Voldamort's voice from a distance yell.
You were trapped deep in your own mind, as your mother's death flashed over and over before your eyes. Suddenly you heard screaming, mot your mother's, but Draco's you snap out of your shock and see Draco screaming as his father etched the dark mark onto his forearm. You looked up and saw Voldamort smiling, his eyes glowing as if he was getting everything he wanted.
Draco was unbound and the chair disappeared and he fell to the ground.
"DRACO!!" you finally break free and run to him, rapping your arms around him.
"T-they bloody marked me!" he gasped on the break of tears. He was starring at his arm were there was a white mark tattooed.
"How did they get you? I thought you were safe!"
"I-I went after you."
"Oh, Draco!! What have I done!" you exclaim, tears falling.
"All right! That's enough of that!" Voldamort said grabbing you and pulling you away from Draco. "Time for your marking, my lovely daughter!"
"No, let go." You say, your voice barely a whisper.
"Hold her!" Voldamort ordered two death eaters. He pointed his wand at you and muttered a spell you couldn't hear. A green serpent slithered out the end of his wand and floated to you. It wrapped its self around your neck and opened its mouth to reveal it's long silver fangs. You saw Lucius holding back his son as Draco tried to get to you. The snake then sank it's fangs deep into your neck. You let out a gasp of pain and feel your conchessnes slip away from you.
When you awoke you saw Draco over you, close to tears as he stroked your hair. "Oh, thank god!!"
"Draco?" he helps you sit up and you see Voldamort standing above you looking pleased. Your hand shoots up to your neck were the snake had bitten you, expecting to feel a bump, but felt nothing.
"Oh, you wish to see it? Very well." He conjured up a mirror and you look at your neck and gasp. A small green snake with read eyes and outlined with silver was tattooed on your skin were the bite marks should be. Looking past Voldamort, you see Inez, a look of pure horror on her face. You let tears fall, you didn't care anymore. "Now, We deal with the filthy muggle!"
Inez's face turned to panic. "NO!" you yell with the strength you had left. "LEAVE INEZ ALONE! SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!!"
"Ah, but she dose. She's here and has witnessed everything. She must die. It's not like she's worth anything, she's a muggle." He turned to her and raised his wand. "A-"
you get up and run, blocking the way. "If you kill her, you'll have to kill me to!"
"I'm in no mood for games, Darcie." By this time Draco had joined you. "I mean it! I don't want to hurt you." You stare at him, a grim expression on your face. "Very well, you leave me no choice." He waved his wand at you and you felt dizzy, you hear a loud noise in the distance and you feel Draco trying to support you as you fall into a darkness…