Chapter 9

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"You what!" Antonin roared when he found out that Portia was with Black and Potter. He looked as if he was about to murder somebody. "Why did you let them take her! I though that you were there to help protect her!" It was a good thing that I had apperated him away from the alleyway and back to his flat, for he just uprooted the table and smashed several lamps in his fury. I sincerely hope that the flat is sound proof otherwise there may be a few Muggles that would need silencing. Then again on the other hand, permanently silencing some Muggles didn't sound all that bad.

"I didn't 'let' them! I was all the way at the other end of the alley, there was no way I could have gotten there in time."

"Did you even stop and think about what she knows? She knows you, Karkaroff and I by name. She could talk and then all of the Aurors would know where to look." He said.

He did have a bit of a point. Even though it wasn't well, Black and Potter do know who I am from school. But Portia knows our names and memory charms can be broken. She could tell them who we are. It is a very real possibility that we could be found out by the Ministry. My father would love that I'm sure, a Death Eater for a son. My father isn't a Muggle sympathizer, but he also isn't for the purification of the wizarding world either. In the public eye he runs under a campaign of equality, but he wouldn't stand by if somebody in the family tarnished the tree by marrying a blood traitor or even worse a mud blood. He is a true politician, my father, always for both sides and neither, depending on what suited him best.

"And what if they did stop by here, since they will know you aren't with your family. What about all of my, and your possessions. Is there anything you wouldn't like them to find? I know I would rather like to keep my art, they are some of the few things I take pleasure in. The Aurors won't be happy with some of the artifacts kept here, even if we don't have as many as Malfoy. And what of the books, by the titles alone they will be enough to convict us. I know there is a book I wouldn't like to part with just yet." Antonin continued. He seemed to be a bit calmer after that first burst of rage. He got some firewiskey out of the cupboard and poured two drinks. I followed him into the library. He pulled out Tenebris de Occulta Arte, from the shelf and set it at the table.

"Who was it? Who took her?" He said as he was opening the book.

"It was Black, Sirius Black. He was a few years ahead of me during school. As to where he took her, I have no idea. Not home to meet his mum that's for sure." I told him. Walburga had not seen her elder son for about three years now, if he brought her home I'm certain that they both would be killed on the spot.

"Black?" He asked looking up. I knew once he heard that name he was going to find Regulus. "We need a plan for getting her back, and while we are searching we might as well get some use out of this book and these. Nicked them off of the bathroom counter." He said, smiling. He held up a pair of earrings, they were made from coins and had a blue bead fastened around the hook.

"Reducto!" Dolohov blasted open the door to the Rosier residence. He stormed in to find Rosier rushing out to see why his door had been blown off.

"What do you think you're doin'?" Rosier bellowed at him entering the room.

"Where is he?" Antonin screamed back, his wand at Rosier's throat.

"Who?"

"What's going on in here?" Mrs. Rosier said stepping into the room. Seeing her face made me think that breaking down the door wasn't such a good idea.

"Who! What do you mean who! Regulus Black I know he's here, he's always here. His brother was one of the guys in the alley, he took Portia. I want her back so tell me where he is." Antonin snarled at him. Rosier just smiled and let out a soft chuckle.

"No clue, haven't seen him for a while now. I haven't seen him for a few weeks actually, not since the last meeting. What do you care about some Muggle anyways?"

"Portia? Portia who?" Mrs. Rosier inquired stepping forward she was suddenly more keen on the situation.

"She's nobody Mum, just some Muggle that Dolohov is infatuated with." Rosier said pulling his wand out. He wasn't happy about how the duel ended. I wasn't sure how exactly but he ended up being stunned, I didn't see who hit him. Antonin had been busy with both Black and Potter, the show-off, and I was modifying Portia's memory. The strange thing was that neither Potter, Black, or Dolohov were using stupefy.

"Portia Burke actually Madame Rosier." I said quickly jumping in. If she knew that it was her niece then she would also look for her, increasing our chances of staying under the radar. Her interest would also stop another fight from breaking out.

"Portia Burke? The seventeen year old girl who went missing a few months ago, she's alive? What about her sister, Stephania? Is she really dead?" The stern heavy set woman said.

"Yes, that is her, and actually I believe she's eighteen now, just had her birthday yesterday. Do you know of her?" I replied. I didn't want to acknowledge Stephania or let Mrs. Rosier know what really happened to her and how I was involved.

"Of course I know of her." She snapped back.

I felt the familiar jerking sensation as we disapperated. We landed out side the gate to an older home. There was a pop and the other guy apperated next to us.

"Hi, I'm James." He said reaching out his hand to shake my good one. "I'm going to run on home and tell Lily what's happened. I know she'll be worried, do you want me to bring her back, she's wicked when it comes to healing spells." He said, the last part the guy with shaggy hair, Sirius he said his name was. What an odd name, I though, didn't people name their kids anything normal?

There was a small pop and James disappeared. Sirius and I walked up into the small house, it was in middle of the lane. All of the houses were small and white washed, the people inside them happily content with their evening. It must be around 2200 so nobody would be awake at this hour.

"I got this place from my Uncle when he died, I was his favorite you see." Sirius said. "He wasn't to fond of the rest of the family."

"When families ever fond of each other?" I joked back. "I know mine doesn't like the rest, so mine parents packed up and moved across the ocean." I replied.

"So that explains your horrible yank accent." Sirius replied quickly as he opened the door.

"No, no, or well yes, North America, but not the states, up in Canada." I replied as he led me into the small entry way.

He took off his coat and led me into the kitchen.

"Where in Canada? Do you want anything to eat or drink? James will be back with his wife Lily soon, she's really nice and she can fix your hand."

"Sure, water will be fine. I'm from the middle of no where really, my parents didn't want any neighbors, they liked their privacy. The closest town was 45 minutes on a warm day, and nearly unreachable during the winter." I replied. We had no sooner sat down when there was a pop. James and a red headed woman with green eyes walked into the room.

"Don't worry Lily is great when it comes to healing, she's fixed me up quite a few times." James said.

"Well maybe if you didn't fall off of your broom so much she wouldn't have to. You know you are meant to stay on them." Sirius joked back. It was nice being around them, the whole room just felt warmer and happier.

"Hi, nice to meet you, I'm Lily." She said.

"Hi, I'm Portia." I replied. She took out her wand a gestured for my broken hand. I placed it on the table.

"Episkey" She said, I felt a stab of pain as the bones sprang back into place.

"Ferula" She then said. Bandages sprang out of her wand and wrapped them selves around my hand. The pain was easing away. "OK, now just rest it for a while and it should be just fine."

"Wow thanks, it's amazing really, all of the things magic can do." I said.

"Yeah it is, what house were you in at Hogwarts? I don't recognize you." She asked.

"Oh, I didn't. I'm not magical. My friends call me a Muggle." I said laughing. All of them just starred at me, mouths agape in shock. "What? Do you not know that word?"

"Yeah we know it, but your friends, how do you know with them?" Sirius said.

"I...I...I don't know?" I said looking up at them. How did I meet them? I had been with them for a while now. I was dating Antonin and best friends with Barty, but how did I meet them? It's like my memory just stops, like it has holes in it. Some parts seem to fade out and distort. I looked away trying remember not focusing in on anything.

"How do I know them? I just met a while ago, there was a mall? Or was it Paris? Or was it the hospital in Moscow? Why was I in the hospital in Moscow? I don't know. I'm sorry I don't." I said looking back up at them.

"What's the last thing you remember from before you met me?" Sirius asked kneeling down so he was at my eye level.

"Um, I was on a date. We were at a movie, then there was flashing lights and shouting. My hand was crushed. Then my friend was suddenly in front of me then he wasn't. Then everything went dark." I said.

"Who are they? Your friends?" James asked.

"Um, Antonin and Barty and I don't remember the last ones name, I don't believe I'm pronouncing it correctly. I believe it's Cawcarov."

"That Barty, is he the one that was with you tonight?" James asked.

"No, he turned up later." I said, it was all so hard to remember.

"But he was there?" James confirmed.

"Yes." I said. James and Sirius exchanged a glance. "Excuse Sirius and I for a second." He said motioning with his head for Sirius to leave to the room.

"Do you think it was Crouch?" I heard James ask Sirius ask from in the hall.

"So your a Muggle?" Lily asked me. Pulling my attention back to her.

"Um yeah." I answered her.

"Is anybody in your family magical?" She asked. Why did it matter so much if I or my family was magical? It didn't seem to bother Antonin or Barty.

"-not sure, it did look like him. I haven't seen him in so long-" Sirius responded.

"Um no, my parents hated everything that had to do with magic." I said. I was struggling to keep up with the conversation in the other room.

"What about your extended family?" Lily asked, trying to distract me from from Sirius and James.

"-should be at school-" Sirius said.

"I don't know any of them. My parents weren't close to anybody in the family." I replied.

"-Hogsmead weekend-" Sirius continued. I wonder what is Hogsmead?

"Have you seen magic before tonight?" Lily asked.

"-Ministry must know-" James said.

"Of course, Antonin and Barty use it all the time." I replied. I had seen them use magic a lot. It was a common occurrence.

"-statute of secrecacy-" James said.

"And you are not magical?" Lily asked.

"-Muggle-" Sirius.

"No, not at all. Why?" I said.

"-Lily's Muggle-born-" James.

"It's nothing, it's just strange that you can be around magic and nobody will notice. Usually our government keeps track."

"-check with Regulus?" James asked.

"I'm not talking to Regulus!" Sirius yelled all of a sudden. I practically jumped out of my seat. "They don't want me, and I don't want anything to do with them." He snarled at James, even though we were on the other side of the wall you could make out the infliction of his voice perfectly. The door to the kitchen flew open as Sirius strode back in. His mood had soured greatly in just the few minutes.

"We need to talk to the Order and check with Dumbledore. Lily send a owl to him." Sirius said. "You don't mind staying the night do you? I have a spare room. We just need to check with some people first and we'll see about getting you home. You do want to go home Portia?" Sirius asked me, his demeanor turning back to friendly.

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