It was a clearness night. The full moon shined with a silvery color. The stars where all out and shining bright. Deep in a forest, a young woman runs for her life. A dark creature chases her prey. She silently watches the woman from a tree. Dressed to kill, she stalks after her prey. She watches as the woman trips over a branch and falls to the ground. The creature pulls back her midnight long hair with a cord. The time was right for her to appear. She leaps down at her prey and stares into the woman's eyes. She licks her lips and feels her canine teeth sharpen as her need to feed heightens. Her eyes shine as silvery as the moon with flecks of red. The woman tries to get her foot loose from the branch she tripped on as the creature advances upon her. She manages to get loose but is too late. The creature leaps onto the other woman and sinks her sharp teeth into the neck of her victim. She tasted the coppery red blood and fed. She felt her victim's heartbeat begin to weaken. Finally satisfied, she pulled back savoring the taste on her lips. Her victim's body fell to the ground dead.
She pulled the cord from her hair and aloud her long curls to hang down. The tip of her hair reached the top of her leather pants. She wore leather boots with a soft soul that made her footfalls impossible to hear. Her leather pants hugged her low on her hips showing off her bellybutton and her curves. Her shirt was also made up of leather. It only came down just below her chest. There were no sleeves to it but it did show some cleavage. She had a tattoo that wrapped around her waist. It was a tattoo of a Celtic design with a sword in the middle on her lower back. The Celtic design circled around and formed a starburst around her bellybutton. She even had a belly ring in the shape of a dragon. Around her belt were hidden daggers. She even had daggers hidden on her boots. She stood tall and proud but she wished her catch hadn't ended so soon. As she stood there, a dark cloaked creature came out of the woods and stood beside her. He stood around six feet tall. His hood hid his features, leaving his eyes to be seen. He looked to the young one standing there, their eyes met. His eyes shined silvery like the moon. He handed her a cloak, which she fastened on and drew the hood up.
"That was your fourth kill tonight. Have you not found someone to keep your thirst at bay for longer than 5 minutes?" he asked her.
"No. It's getting harder to be completely filled." She said.
"That will happen as your powers grow. Come now. We are needed in a meeting."
The young girl nodded and followed him back into the woods.
As they headed back to the dark fortress, the young girl took hold of his hand and asked, "Why did you come looking for me, father?"
He looked at her and smirked, "You need to work on your training more if the plan is to succeed." He said.
"Why can't you or dad send someone else? I don't like it there."
"Because u r powerful enough to gather recruits for us. Besides, no one else will know you."
"I guess."
He signed knowing she was giving in to easily. He bent down and picked her up. Something he had not done since she was six, and carried her into the dark fortress. The dark fortress was really a dark manor that was deeply protected with powerful spells and dark magic. The only way to find it was to have special permission. He walked through the front gates and headed to the door. They passed by many cloaked figures who where just arriving or leaving. As they past the front hall, they headed toward the large oak doors that were being guarded by two figures dressed in black cloaks and wearing silver masks. As they approached the doors, the guards began to tremble. The young girl could practically taste the fear and smirked. He put her down and headed through the opened doors.
The young girl looked around the large room. Many followers were already there. The meeting had started. She followed her father up to the front where a pair of red eyes followed her movements. She was not afraid like many others who where present. As she approached the throne, she smirked. She ran up to the figure and sat in his lap. Many followers wondered in surprise as to why that was aloud. The red eyes shifted to the ones before him.
"Daughter, there is a traitor among us. Can you point them out?" he said.
She smiled and stood up. She looked around at the many followers. Using her telepathic abilities that she had, she read into all of their minds. When she finished, she turned back to face him.
"Well I picked out two who I could not read. Snape and Johansson." She said.
"Very well. Snape! Johansson! Come forward and explain yourself."
"My Lord, I kept my mind blocked. Allow her to read me again." Snape said.
"Very well." Voldemort said as he allowed her to question Snape's loyalty.
As she finished, she glared at the other.
"I found your traitor. He told Dumbledore about you and father being mates. He also told about me but did not give any details. He has been telling them of your plains." She said, indicating to the one beside of Snape.
"Restrain him. We will deal with the traitor." Voldemort ordered. He watched out of the corner of his eye as she began to feel hungry again.
"W... W... What to y… y.. you plan f... f... for me m... m... my L... L... Lord?" the traitor asked.
The Dark Lord did not answer. He watched as she tried to fight off the hunger.
"Hyacintha, you can feed off of him if you like." He finally said.
Hyacintha smirked and walked forward. She took hold of his hair and pulled his head to the side. As she was about to feed, the traitor murmured a spell and hit her full blast. She went flying and hit the back wall. Snape grabbed the wand and threw it to Lucius's hand. Lucius caught the wand and snapped it in half. Snape was restraining the traitor as both the Dark Lord and the cloaked creature advanced upon them. Draco had followed his father to the meeting and he ran up to Hyacinthe's side to help wake her. After a few attempts, he finally managed to wake her back up. She had been greatly weakened by the spell. He helped her to stand and walk over to the rest.
"Almost there". Draco said to her.
"Need… to… feed." Hyacintha managed to say weakly.
Draco nodded knowing what she needed. He led her over to the traitor and watched as she latched onto his neck and fed off of him. She pulled back just as his heartbeat began to stop. Her fifth victim of the night fell to the floor dead. She regained some of her energy but not enough. She collapsed, still awake, into Draco's arms. Voldemort gave out the orders to get rid of the dead body and for everyone to leave. The only ones who Voldemort allowed to remain behind were Snape, the Malfoy's, his mate, and his daughter. It was time to discuss the plan and put it into action.
Many miles away, at number 4 Private Drive, Harry Potter woke up from the weirdest dream he could think of. He looked around his small room, not really believing he was awake. He got up out of bed and sat down at a small desk in the room. He pulled out a piece of parchment and began to write a letter. He stopped a few times trying to imagine the reactions he would receive. He began to wonder who would believe him. He did not trust Dumbledore anymore after he found out his true purpose. No one would believe had he had just dreamt of a Death Eater meeting and seeing Voldemort's daughter. He eventually decided to write to the two people no one would imagine him to write to, Snape and Draco.
Once he was finished with the letters, he looked them over. In his letter to Snape, he explained about the dream he had and what he saw. The one to Draco was shorter but asked a simple question, was it true? After looking over the letter, and determined that he was satisfied with them, he addressed the envelopes. He placed them near the empty cage to be delivered. He had aloud Hedwig out to stretch her wings. His stomach growled and he knew he was not going to get any more sleep that night. He slipped out of his room and headed downstairs to grab something to eat.
Over the summer, Harry had changed. He grew several inches. He was still considered short for his age. Since he came back after last year, he and Dudley had come to an agreement. Harry helped him with his diet while Dudley would sneak decant amounts of food for Harry. Needless to say, Harry had packed on some weight but still was small. He spent a lot of time outdoors and his well-developed tan showed. He was well toned and looking good. He let his hair grow out some so it was shoulder length and not as messy. Dudley had slimmed down a great bit as well. No one knew of the arrangement made between the two normally fighting cousins. Harry also had been reading a great amount of books on the Dark Arts. He had taken the books from the Black Library the last time he had been there. He would practice using the knowledge he learned when Dudley got his parents out of the house. He had long since learned how to break the magical signature the ministry used for underage wizards.
After grabbing a quick snack, he headed back up to his room. He looked at the clock and realized it was one minute until midnight, one more minute until he turned sixteen. He stretched out on the bed before he realized that the letters where no longer there and a few packages had been sent. He decided to wait until morning before opening the packages. He was beginning to get tired. Harry yawed a final time before falling asleep again for the rest of the night.
The dawns light shined in threw the window, awaking Harry. He yawed and stretched, trying to wake up. He hopped out of the bed when he heard Hedwig had returned. She had brought several letters to him as well as a copy of the daily prophet. He looked at the letters trying to see who wrote to him. Hedwig nipped at his ear wanting a treat for the many letters she brought. He smiled at her and pulled out several owl treats for her. She ate as he began to read his letters. He tossed aside the one from Dumbledore saying someone will be around to get him. Two letters stood out among the rest. He picked one up and saw that it came from Draco. Surprised that he would receive a reply. He quickly read the letter.
Potter,
What gave you the right to send a letter at 2:00am! Anyways, I don't know how you know about last night but yea that's what happened. How did you know anyways? Weird. I better get going.
Draco M.
Harry grinned at the letter. He quickly wrote a reply about his dream. He looked at the other letter that was from Snape. Again being surprised with a response, he opened the letter.
Mr. Potter,
As much as it pleases me that you received the truth about last night, you could have chosen better as to whom you inform. My suggestion is to brush up on your potion skills for you may find it handy very soon.
Professor Severus Snape
Potions master extraordinaire
Head of Slytherin House at
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Harry rolled his eyes at the letter. He figured there was a hidden meaning behind the letter. Harry looked at the rest of the letters and threw them away. He began to open his packages he received last night. He discovered that one of the packages held two books on Dark Arts potions and a more advanced Dark Arts book of spells. The other package held chocolate and more invented pranks the Weasley twins created. Harry was determined to make it a school year to remember. He remembered the letter from Dumbledore and began to pack all of his belongings into his trunk to get ready for the arrival. He did not have to wait long, for Remus Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, and surprisingly Severus Snape stood at the door ready to take him away.
"Are you ready Mr. Potter?" Snape asked.
"umm. Yeah." Harry responded.
"Good, we don't have much time." Moody spoke up.
"Just where are we going?"
"Back to Hogwarts." Lupin said.
"oh, ok."
"We better get going then."
With that, Harry was taken by the arm by Snape while Lupin and Moody grabbed his trunk. They Apparated outside of Hogwarts gates. Lupin and Moody lead Harry inside the school as Snape stayed back.
Once Snape saw Harry walk into the school, he turned his attention upon the two cloaked figures coming out of the forest. Their eyes glowed brightly before dimming.
"You waited for us?" The tallest asked.
"Yes, Jason. I wanted to make sure you arrived safely." Snape replied.
"Do I have to come here father? It's too cheery." The youngest asked clearly not pleased with the situation.
"For the hundredth time Hyacintha, yes you do. Don't worry, anything happens go to either Draco or Severus. Come we are expected." Jason said.
Hyacintha mumbled under her breath. There was much she would rather do than go to a stupid school to finish her schooling that she could have finished at home. She knew that in order for her father's plans to succeed than it was necessary for her to attend the school. She followed behind her father and Snape as he led them through the gates of the school and to the main doors.