You pull your cloak tighter around you as you trudge your way back up to the castle. Christmas break was over and now you have returned to Hogwarts. Draco put his arm around you in a feeble attempt to shelter you from the winter chill. "Potter sent me a letter, they think they know who the second Prophecy child is." He whispered.

"Who?"

"Neville Longbottom."

You look over at Neville, walking with a few other Gryffindors who had gone home for Christmas. He tripped and fell into a mound of snow. "We're all going to die." You said.

"I know it's hard to believe, but they'll explain it to us after the next DA meeting tonight."

"Ug, Tonight? I hate DA meetings! Standing clear under invisibility cloaks so the Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws don't see us."

"I know. But Dumbledore told us we need to secretly be members of the DA and…"

"Only Potter, Weasley, and Grainger know it, and it must stay that way. I know."

At the end of the DA meeting. "Good, Dean. Now that's all for tonight." Hermione smiled.

You waited until everyone had gone and tossed off the invisibility cloak. "Okay, now why do you three psychotic Gryffindors think it's Longbottom?"

"Yes, do enlighten us!"

"Okay, listen, Both Neville and I could have been the first prophecy, Voldamort choose me to be his threat." Said Harry.

"And his parents have faced Voldamort before and failed'. SUCCEEDING WHERE THE FATHER HAD FAILED…' It matches!" Ron added.

"And don't forget LIVING UP TO SURPRISING EXPECTATIONS…' no one would expect him to do something like this! He usually blunders every spell, it could be because of the prophecy!" Hermione finished.

"You're right, Jade, we're going to die." Draco said.

"Draco." You glared. "Think about it, it makes sense."

"Then let's tell Dumbledore."

"Tomorrow, after classes, Jade and I have news too."

"What?"

Draco pulled up his sleeve and you did the same. "Dumbledore was right. Our father's did take us in to be marked… his face, it looked like a snake's!"

"I know, I was there when he came back to power." Harry said staring at the small white mark on your smooth skin.

"Jade, is that Bellatrix Lestrange woman, is she always like that with your father?"

"Bellatrix? Horrid woman! Yes, she always hangs off my father like that, and she is married to Rodolphus! Then as soon as my father is out of earshot, she's not calling me such a darling little girl, Donahue!' she shows her true colors; come on you little brat!' I hate her!" you said mimicking Bellatrix when you got to certain points in your rant.

"Bellatrix Lestrange?" Ron said looking quickly at Harry whose face was red with anger.

"Yes. You know her?"

"Yes, I bloody know her! She killed Sirius right in front of me last year!" Harry yelled on the brake if tears.

"Sirius Black, y-you knew he was innocent?" you asked.

"Yes, we knew it. But only after we saw that Peter Pettigrew was alive and living as my pet rat Scabbers. That was in our third year here." Ron said.

"Woh, Black was innocent?" asked Draco.

"Yes."

"Jade, how did you know?"

"Father told me after our marking."

"I wanted to avenge Sirius's death, I wanted to kill Bellatrix." Harry said.

"Were you and Black close?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, he was my Godfather, after his name was cleared I was going to live with him and finally get away from the Dursley's. I'm sick of living with those Muggles. Sirius was my last chance at Happiness during summer break."

The five of you mounted the spiral staircase to Dumbledore's office in a single file. You were in the lead and gently tapped the door at the top. It creaked open and Dumbledore let you all in. "I take it that you five have news?"

"Yes sir, first off Draco and I were taken to be marked as a Voldamort Follower."

"I thought as much. And secondly?"

"Secondly, we think we may know who the second child is." Harry said.

Dumbledore's face lit up. "Whom do you suspect?"

"Neville Longbottom."

Dumbledore's face fell and he slowly sat in his chair. "I was hopping you had thought of someone else, anyone else. The Order had come to the same conclusion, but I am afraid Neville is in the Hospital Wing. Another spell gone badly wrong I'm afraid. He may not get out for at least a month."

"Okay, we really are all going to die!" Draco said.

Dumbledore pretended he didn't hear Draco and let in an owl scratching at the window. "Now, Run down to Dinner before you all go hungry."

You leave Dumbledore's Office and bump into a group of Slytherins. The Gryffindor trio kept walking. "So, you two are hanging out with Gryffindorks now?" asked Millicent.

"No! What'd make you say that?"

"Don't play innocent! We saw you walking with them up to the headmaster's office!"

"The headmaster had called us up for a Prefect meeting, the Gryffindorks were there for something else!" Draco said stiffly.

"I believe the correct name is Gryffindors, Mr. Malfoy, but he is right, they were in my office for separate reasons." Dumbledore said walking up behind you. "Now get to Dinner! I have some business to take care of at the Ministry, If Young Potter is looking for me, and I want you to tell him."

"Why do we have to tell him?" Draco said in a slightly whiney voice.

"Because you two are Prefects and I don't have time to go announce my absence."

"Why didn't you tell them when they were in your office?"

"I only just got the letter." He turned and walked away.