35

Three weeks passed smoothly, disregarding the weather, until it was the last day of school, which was a Saturday so they had no classes to go to. Everybody stayed up late in the Gryffindor common room drinking butterbeer, and a few brave ones trying fire whisky. Ron was one of the people that tried some fire whiskey along with the seventh year boys. Hermione left when Ron fell over and Lavender picked him up, while Harry, Ginny and Amanda stayed with everybody else to see what other events took place. A sleazy looking seventh year boy offered Ginny a fire whiskey, which to Harry's surprise she accepted.

"Thanks," she told him as he handed her a cup, full to the brim of fire whiskey.

"Ginny, are you," Harry tried to get out before Ginny cut him off, "shut up Harry." She then drank the whole glass in one mouthful causing many to cheer her on.

Within two hours many of the Gryffindors had had a bit too much to drink which resulted in horrible singing and the comparison of six packs.

Harry was astounded at the size of some of the older guys' muscles, as he only had a small six-pack. You could barely see it, because being a seeker only requires skill not strength. Unlike the Slytherins the Gryffindor Quidditch didn't regularly work out, running sprints and lifting weights didn't seem important to them.

Once all the drunk people had shown their own six-packs, or flat abbs, the started picking on the sober guys. Harry was one of them.

"Come on Chosen Boy show us you six-pack," the sleazy guy who had been giving Ginny drinks for the last few hours requested.

Harry knew they would give up till he lifted his shirt, so he did. Many girls cheered at the sight of their crushes abbs, however little they may be. Ron rolled his eyes; he was fine, as the fire whiskeys effects had worn off long ago. Since Lavender had gone to bed, he went and talked to Harry and Amanda, while keeping his eyes on his younger sister, who was looking rather friendly with her new guy friend.

Ginny who was rather drunk, decided to busy herself. She stood on a large table in the middle of the common room, magicked some music and took her shirt off spinning her hips the whole time. Most of the people were cheering, except the girls who were laughing and Ron and Harry who were dumbfounded. Then she slid her skirt down ever her hips, thighs and calves, before inviting her seventh year friend up onto the stage. He simply stood there smiling while Ginny danced up against him wearing only her under clothes in a way that was way to sexual for Ron to watch, but he was to stunned to do anything.

Ginny took of the guy's shirts and a started liking his chest, neck and eventually his face. People were still cheering until Ginny reached for his pant, that's when Ron and Harry came to their senses and dragged her off the table and out of the room.

After that the party pretty much broke up, but before breakfast the next morning the story had been told many times. The train was leaving an hour after breakfast to give people more time to finish packing.

Any respect Ginny had from the student body, was gone before the boarded the train after breakfast. Though she didn't seem to mind all the wolf whistling every time people saw her, though she was getting sick of Ron yelling at her and trying to tell her what to do. She was just glad that this Christmas her family was staying at Fred and George's flat above their joke shop.

While Ginny was in one of the seventh year's compartments, Amanda was torn between her boyfriend and her Gryffindor friends. She ended up spending the first half of the trip with Draco and the last half with Harry and the other Gryffindors.

"Why are we going back to Malfoy Manor? Why couldn't we just stay at Hogwarts where it is safe?"

"Because," Amanda started to explain, "maybe that's part of my plan," she told him mysteriously.

"You're kidding, right? You're not seriously using us as bait?"

Amanda just looked at him.

"What? You're using us as bait! What's changed in the last months that makes you want to be attacked by Voldemort!"?

"If we don't do something soon, he'll find a way to get into Hogwarts and get to us," Amanda told him, half telling the truth and half lying.

"So your genius plan is to wait for him to find us then…?"

Amanda stared out the window at nothing in particular; nut Draco saw the look in her eye before she turned her head. It was a look of pure hatred, a look not even the most evil wizards could deny, being a murderous look.

"You're seriously going to try and kill him?" He whispered the question in a scared quiet voice.

Amanda paused before saying, "I never said that."

"So you're not going to kill him?"

"I never said that either," she spoke in a dull emotionless voice.

"I hope you know what you're doin' 'cause I don't have a clue," he wisely advised her.

Amanda just smiled and kept looking out the window watching the world fly by.

For the last few hours Amanda changed compartments to say her fair wells and happy holiday wishings, with her fellow Gryffindors.

Once they arrived at the station, they all said their final farewells before departing to go there separate homes. Amanda swiftly gave Ron and Harry a kiss on the cheek and Hermione, Lavender, Parvarti and Ginny a hug. Hermione gave Harry and all the girls a hug, before awkwardly shaking hands with Ron, who was trying to shake off Lavender.

Amanda quickly found Draco and they both headed of for Malfoy Manor.

"Why, can't we stay at Torque Estate?" Draco whined as they stopped the night bus outside his house.

While climbing off the nightbus bus Amanda replied, "Because Torque Estate's security is much to advanced. Not even Voldemort himself could breech the perimeter."

"Then why don't we go there instead?"

"I already told you Draco, now lets hurry up and get inside," she hustled.

The started up the long path that lead to the front door, the whole way the pair were muttering counter curses. Amanda knew the curses as Draco had taught her most of them two summers ago.

Horcrux's may be a banned subject at Hogwarts but at Dumstrung you learn about them in great detail, at only the age of thirteen. Amanda use to be against learning about such horrible thinks at such a young, she also use to believe it was pointless. Though she was wrong, if they didn't teach it, she would of never figured out Voldemort's main plan to immortality.

Draco muttered the final counter curse and opened the front door, letting Amanda in first. Half out of politeness and half out of fear of what was inside his house. It was taking a lot of getting use to say my house; then again he didn't really tell anybody at school that he now has a house.

"There's nobody in here so don't be a sook," Amanda laughed.

"How can you seriously be laughing when there's somebody very dangerous out there trying to kill us?"

"Have faith Draco," Amanda told him with confidence. Draco tried to believe her, she was a great witch, but that didn't necessarily mean she could kill anybody after all nobody is invincible.

"Where are we going to sleep?" Amanda asked, in the hope of calming the suddenly fidgeting Draco.

"My room of course, there is no way I'm staying in my parents room it's just to creepy," he told her while pretending to be very cold and disgusted.

Amanda smiled and laughed as they headed to his room to unpack their trunks, while thinking about the remaining two Horcruxes, his snake, Nagini as Harry calls it, and the part of his soul that is still in his body.

When they got to Draco's room she jumped on his bed and stared at the ceiling, considering she was planning on killing the most evil powerful wizard of the century she felt fine. It didn't even seem to be a challenge as she could even let Voldemort take her wand, and still easily kill his snake and him, with out battering an eyelid. She also had a plan if there were Death Eaters involved, with Draco's help she would quickly stun them all which wouldn't take to long, if Draco's estimates of how many active Death Eaters there are, were correct.

"What you thinking about?" Draco asked as he sat on the end of the bed.

"Three guesses," she said sarcastically.

Draco shuffled back and laid next to her, propping his head up with arm, looing down at her.

"You're not even scared are you?" He asked with worry obvious in his voice.

Amanda didn't say a word she simply shook her head.

"But how can you be so confident? How can you not be afraid?"

"They say love is the most powerful emotion, which is true I would do anything for you and Bradley. But whoever said that obviously doesn't have the hatred I do, I could watch him being tortured and not flinch a muscle. He deserves what's coming to him, he can have a taste of his own potion."

Even if she didn't have any powers, Amanda knew she probble wouldn't be scared, wether that was idiocy or bravery she knew not. Her hatred made her emotion numb.

Amanda noticed they way Draco was looking at her, "I promise nothing will happen to us," she paused before adding, "or Bradley."

"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep Miss Torque," a sly voice told her while summoning her their wands.

She turned around to see a hideous form of wizard that matched Harry's description of Lord Voldemort. A group of around seven now surrounded them all looking rather pleased, including Lucius and Snape.

"Take them outside," Voldemort ordered.

A woman, who Amanda recognised instantly as Bellatrix, reached down to grab Amanda's collar, Amanda pushed her away, "get off me." Bellatrix screamed and fell to the floor in what appeared to be slow motion.

A few of the dim-witted Death Eaters moved closer to Amanda, until Voldemort hissed at them, "back off." Amanda smirked as they backed off, while quickly shooting a look over her shoulder at Draco, who was holding his self together pretty well. Though he did keep looking at a certain masked fellow who's long golden locks rested gracefully on his shoulder.

Once they were all outside in Malfoy Manor's back yard, Voldemort got his Snape and another Death Eater to tie up the two teenagers at the nearest two trees, taking special care to stay an arms length away from Amanda.

Voldemort squatted down in front of Draco and brushed the back of his fingers against Draco's pale face, while muttering, "Such a shame, your father and I had such high hopes for you."

"Are you trying to say you're my mother? Father, I never knew," he said sarcastically while giving his masked father a look of disgust.

Amanda didn't really think sarcasm was going to help, but she laughed regardless.

"And you," he said standing up and turning to her, "I have many uses for your, shall I call it 'special' ability?"

"Call it what ever you please you filthy half blood, but it will never be yours to use," Amanda said darkly. Voldemort flinched at the words filthy half blood but held himself together.

"Are yes, I thought you might say that, which is why I arranged a back up plan, but I don't want to talk about that just yet," Voldemort laughed.

Amanda thought for a moment, what could his back up plan possible be? The only thing she could think of was hurting Draco or maybe he found Bradley.

"Now back to what I was saying, I'm sure we've already figured out that young Mr Malfoy is going to die tonight. But you Miss Torque, I can use you. Obviously you would try and hurt my friends here, but I think I can persuade you other wise."

From behind the tree she was tied to she heard something moving, "how are you going to do that? You very well know I'll try do you in, every possible chance I get."

"You are a great witch, I'll give you that, but that doesn't make you any sort of match for me. Anyway you have a great weakness," Voldemort told her.

"I don't have a weakness," Amanda announced.

"Yes you do, your parents had the same weakness, and it's what in the end killed them."

"My parents died because you're to stupid to realise there is nothing, I mean nothing, you can do to make me help you, ever!" She shouted. The Death Eaters in front of her hissed, but it wasn't the only hissing she heard. Something behind her was also hissing, it was a snake. She could hear the snake's thoughts faintly in the back of her head.

"Bring it here," Voldemort hissed in Parceltongue, but only the he, the snake and Draco knew what he said.

A huge snake slithered past the tree Amanda was tied to, followed by a Death Eater carrying a medium size bundle of blankets. A smile spread on Voldemort's face while a frown appeared on Amanda and Draco's faces. Amanda knew it was Bradley without seeing inside the blankets, because moments later she could hear the snakes thoughts about him. Thankfully the snake was also thinking about Voldemort's plans, it turned out he was bluffing about killing Draco, but he was telling the truth about forcing Amanda to work for him.

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