"Twins?" I repeat back, feeling sorrier than ever for Luna Lovegood.

Alas, she just giggles and shrugs her delicate looking shoulders. "Everything happens for a reason, I suppose. Maybe God sent me two so I have a lot to focus on and less time to dwell on the past. I'd better finishing my mourning before they arrive, too. Don't want them growin' up with negative energy all around them."

As she mentions their arrival, I begin to notice that she looks pretty far along. Then again, I had never seen anyone pregnant with twins before, so who was I to judge how pregnant she was?

"If you don't mind my asking, when is your due date?"

"Next month. The 20th of November." Luna answers, rubbing her stomach softly and starring at me with her crystal blue eyes sparkling. "I'm very pleased with that date. I think it is a very good date to be born on. It has a good feeling about it, does it not?" Her face lit up as an idea pops into her mind. "Would you like to see the nursery, Draco?"

"Well," I look at my watch. It's late and I still have the 'appointment'. "I actually can't, sorry. Maybe another day. I have to go to a meeting for work."

"Oh, okay." Her distant, always dreaming voice murmurs. "I hope to see you around, Draco. Have fun at your meeting."

I feel my heart tighten and swell. I don't want to leave. I can't stand lying to her. It had been so long since I saw her last… what if she just drifts away again? A moment later, I snap myself back into shape and we say our goodbyes.

Tell her the truth. Tell her the truth! I beg myself as I walk towards the door. She deserves the truth! No... You're wrong. She deserves to be sheltered from the truth. There's no reason why she should know. What do she doesn't know can't hurt her.

When I look back, she is waving goodbye. I have the unsettling feeling that I may be her only visitor tonight. She'll be all alone coping with the death. But I knew I needed to leave. They don't like having to wait for people.

Standing in the middle of the dark, carless street, I looked around. Stillness. Quiet. No muggles were watching, but I decide that I should act quickly just to be on the safe side. I am smart enough to know that flying my broomstick in this area is far too risky. Apparition is my best option in this situation.

So I focus my mind on the secret underground room in the Shrieking Shack. Then, the world around me disappears. There's only a very familiar darkness and dizziness for a handful of seconds. Then, I am suddenly standing in a dimly lit room with two people in dark cloaks who are sitting in chairs directly across from each other.

"Malfoy," One of the cloaked people says in a low, unhappy voice. It makes him sound as if he is growling the words at me. "We've been waiting, you know. Please, do take a seat." Nathaniel Riddle removes his hood to reveal his curly brown hair and dark, pained eyes.

"We were just discussing the beginning parts of the plan." His sister Iris adds, keeping her nearly identical face hidden under the fabric.

Nathaniel gets out of his chair and walks over to me. He shoves a folded paper into my hand. "And we have also created a list of people who undoubtedly will be destroyed in the vengeance."

Iris's dark eyes shine with hate as she looks over my shoulder at the piece of long, crumpled paper. "Those are all the ones that helped Potter-" She shutters at the name. "- humiliate our father and turn him into a helpless infant for eternity."

I place a hand on her shoulder to soothe her. "No worries, doll. That's what we're all here for. Revenge." Surprisingly, Potter wasn't who I was after. But if helping the Riddle siblings kill their enemy meant they'd help me, I was on board.

They were obviously a very powerful witch and wizard which is no surprise considering they were the offspring of none other than Lord Voldemort himself. And even though she was only nineteen and he was twenty, they knew exactly what they were capable of.

Iris leans close to me and bites my ear. She whispers in her cool, scratchy voice, "Go on, Draco. Read the list."

I unfold the paper and scan over the list of names. It read;

Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger-Potter, Ginevra Weasley-Potter, George Weasley, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown-Creevey, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Angelina Johnson-Macmillian, Alicia Spinnet-Bell, Katie Bell-Spinnet, Lee Jordan, Colin Creevey, Hannah Abbott-Finnigan, Susan Bones, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie Macmillan, Terry Boot, Cho Chang-Weasley…

I smile arrogantly and evilly. If all these put their powers together, they still wouldn't have half the strength the three of us had separately. One name at the very bottom, however, made my smile vanish immediately. It was the only one bolded besides Potter's. I couldn't believe my eyes, but still it was right there in front of me.

Luna Lovegood.