"Did you think you could fool me, Vivian?" I shook my head. I couldn't believe he could find me so easily, at least my mother had to send trackers.

"How did you know where to find me?" I hope he was going to be lenity with me, like my mother was. Her words were cruel towards me, but her actions were merciful.

"Do I really need to answer that? The best didn't teach you, all of his tricks." I kept quiet. Not really sure how to answer him in his calm demeanor. "What? Voldemort got your tongue again?" He pushed past me into the apartment. He sat down on the couch.

"How dare you!" He laughed.

"How dare I? Really Vivian? I just wish for this constant running of yours to be over with." I walked over to his slumped form.

"Why? I don't think I will be any good for you. If anything, I'm just a failure."

"Because you are my daughter, our plan was ruined by your mistake. You're still just as powerful as you were before, you have just lost your way."

"My mistake? Your plan is the reason this whole situation arise. Mother had finally had a premonition with answers."

"Answers?" His interested had peaked; hadn't mother told him? "I haven't heard from your mother in months."

"Still bitter, I guess."

"Very bitter." He jumped to his feet; I took a step back, scared. But strangely he stood with his arms out, like he wanted a hug. I just looked at his hands, while he stared at my hesitant form. "I'm not going to hurt you, come here." He sternly demanded. I awkwardly hugged him, not sure of what was going on.

"Umm…don't get me wrong but what do you want?"

"To prove yourself again." I pushed away from him confused.

"How? Why?"

"There isn't much time to explain, but all you need to do is stay at this place."

"Here?"

"Yes, without protection spells." I turned from him, the plan was starting to connect together.

"You want me as bait."

"Yes."

"Bait for what exactly? I have both sides of the wizarding war trying to get after me."

"Both? Interesting."

"Not interesting. This makes it even worse if I agree, I have to be twice as vigilant."

"I didn't say that you would be alone. You will have demons posted nearby, including myself."

"Like that makes me feel safe." I sarcastically replied. Suddenly, his hands wrapped around my throat. My toes barely grazed the ground, father's eyes were black, his face void of previous emotions.

"This isn't a request. You will do what I ask and without another word from your lips." I started to gasp for air. "Is that clear?" I slowly shook my head and he released me.

~~~~~~Third Person's POV~~~~~

"She's right over there unprotected."

"She is definitely protected. There is no way that she would make herself visible without it."

"So it's a trap? Does she know we have been watching?"

"It isn't a trap for us."

"Well Harry, what are we to do?" Harry had pondered this very thing over and over again. Do they storm in or wait and see who comes to collect her.

"I figure, we should lay low."

"But Harry, this is the closest we have come to finding her. He can't be too far away now."

"We don't even know why she is even wanted? What is she to him? An unwilling ally or a threat?"

"All I know is that they aren't here to kill her, just to collect her." The group watched a woman approach the apartment complex. Her clothes gave her away.

"Everyone just stay calm and get ready to attack." Harry took one last, brief look around at the group of people that stood beside him. How many of these brave people was he going to see again?

~~~~~Vivian's POV~~~~~

The anticipation was building up within me; why hadn't they come yet?

As if someone had heard me, a pounding came from the front door. Who did they let slip by? Slowly I opened the door to see the nasty woman from my dream.

* "The dark lord was right, she's a wild one. Look at her shake. She is trying to fight it." A cloaked woman tried to reach for my arm; I shakily grabbed her wrist and snapped it in half. She shrieked. "She broke MY BLOODY WRIST! You're going to pay for that mistake!" She raised her wand to my head.*

"What are you doing here?" I would have circled her, but I didn't have the energy too. She started to bobble her head sideways, and reach out for me.

"We found you, found you. Found you." She chanted. I shoved her back. Angrier than before, I asked again.

"What are you doing here?"

"The rabbits and black hoods sent thoughts in my head, and they brought me to you. We found you. Found you." Clearly this woman had been pushed passed her limit, she was full blown crazy.

"What do you mean, we found you? Are there other deatheaters coming?" She giggled.

"Why yes...maybe. Who knows? At least we found you." I waved my hand, and the woman's body was constrained, except for her head. She began to struggle. "That's not nice. I'll tell on you. Let go, let go." I shook my head disapprovingly.

"Not until, you tell me where he is?" My blood was slowly beginning to boil.

"I'm not supposed to tell, not at all."

"Why is that?"

"Because the dark lord told me so. Not at all, Jane, not one word."

"Well, Jane whisper where he is?" She seemed to ponder this for a moment, before nodding.

"Okay." She gestured with her head for me to come closer. Quietly she whispered, "He is...NO WHERE!" She began to cackle uncontrollably. I smacked her. My anger was pulsing through my veins. "You hurt me." She whined. I laughed at her.

"You think that hurt, just imagine what I'm going to do next." Copies of me began to surround her cowering form.

"What, what are you doing?" All the copies and myself answered at once.

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything." We all laughed together. All our eyes started to faze to black and some of the copies began to warp appearance.

"Stop, Please, Stop! We don't like it. We'll tell you, tell you." I pulled all the copies together and smiled sweetly at her.

"Now, answer me this, where is HE?"

"HE is..."

"Yes Jane." I advanced on her.

"HE is..."

"Tell me where he is...NOW!" I bellowed. She cried.

"Vivian stop." He had appeared out of nowhere.

"But…she…she." Father pushed me aside staring the woman down.

"She is pawn. They are trying to flush you out."

"What gave you away?"

"Probably the fact that you were too easy to find. So seemingly vulnerable." Vulnerable. That word would forever haunt me.

"What should we do with her? We can't kill her."

"Who says she can't get what she deserves?"

~~~~~Deatheaters~~~~~~

"We lost signal of Jane, we believe they killed her." His followers flinched as their master moved quickly towards them.

"Good. We know where she is."

"But sir, it is obviously a trap." Voldemort considered to punish for his servant's blatantly apparent statement. But he hasn't been in such an exciting mood since they took over the ministry.

"That's why Jane went in place of you." The follower gulped. His master's words were merciful but threating. He would be next sent for a suicidal mission if his master decided so.

"We also detected other wizards near the home besides property was crawling with other magical beings. Sulfur was very apparent downwind."

"The source has surfaced."

"My lord, what are we to do? It is going to be a blood bath if we straight out attack."

"Tell Malfoys to pull ranks from the region. We will move soon."

~~~~~Vivian reminiscing~~~~~~

***"Come on Vivian, just stay awhile!" Avery drunkenly slipped his arm over my shoulder.

"I'm fine, I just need to walk around for a while." I quickly said before dispersing the room. It just wasn't fair that I had to sit by and watch others around me enjoy themselves. I couldn't enjoy myself because I might accidentally show someone a power or something of mine that a witch doesn't possess. It would create suspicion. Stupid mission, it's all because of Tom. He has to be the 'greatest and most feared' wizard of all time. I stopped walking and hid against a dark corner in the corridor.

"What did I do?" Cried out a weak voice.

"Just being born, you filthy mudblood." A deep voice taunted back. It sounded like Tom. I dared to peek around the corner. He was bent over a crumpled up body. I held in my breath as he quickly regained his composure; he glared towards my direction.

"Vivian, I know your there. Why don't you come out here?" I stepped out of the shadows.

"Tom, I must say we need to stop meeting like this." It wasn't the first time, I had stumbled upon him in a dark corridor, but it was the first time I openly witnessed him cursing a muggle-born.

"I quite agree, Vivian." I stopped before him and looked down at who he was just torturing.

"So, I see your preying on a young Hufflepuff." I prodded her leg with my foot. She just whimpered more. "Just pitiful." He said nothing in return. He just stood there watching me intently. "Did you oblivate her, yet?"

"I was about to but then I was rudely being spied on."

"Oh really, I thought I was being quite polite." That made him mad. He grabbed me by the robes and pulled me close to him. My heart began to race; aggression turned me on. He quickly let go.

"What brings you out here so late, Vivian?" I could feel the pressure of him trying to invade my thoughts. He only saw what I wanted him to see.

"Trying to get away from the idiotic drunkenness of others in the common room. I would ask you the same thing but apparently you're out here to torture a few mudbloods after curfew." This made him raise an eyebrow. The Hufflepuff girl captured our attentions once again. She began to moan and noisily crawl away. He was ready to curse her, but I put my hand out to stop him.

"Let a lady handle this." He graciously backed away as I waved my hand across her body, then she vanished. "What are you doing?" I asked him as he hovered over the spot where the Hufflepuff had disappeared.

"What spell did you cast?" He looked generally interested.

"That's for me to know, and for you to wonder about. But don't worry. I unfortunately sent that mudblood back to its house unharmed and also very forgetful of what went on tonight." I traced his jaw with my finger; he seemed to be in deep thought. "Well, I'll just be on my way then." I didn't get far before he spun my around so I was facing him.

"Let me escort you back to the common room."

"Okay Tom."**********

A loud crash pulled me out of my musings. "VIVIAN!"

"Father!" His voice was coming from where the crash was. I tried running towards him, only to be met by the door.

"Good evening Miss Turner."