Hey all!! Yay Chapter 3! hehe! oh just a warning, this chapter focuses only on Meilin. There won't be any Harry, Cho, Ron, Hermione or anyone in this chapter. Just bringing you up to date on everything that going on with this little girl. Please leave a review
Thanks to Chapter 2's reviewers Black's Phoenix and Chang Kuei!! It was so nice to have encouragement:D
Disclaimer: Basically, if you've read or heard of anything from the books, I don't own it. That belongs to J.K. Rowling. I also don't own the name "Meilin". That belongs to the anime CardCaptor Sakura. I own the character though, I just borrowed the name.
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Secret of the Chosen Heir
Chapter 3: The Chosen Heir
Meilin Chang's eyes slowly fluttered open as she awoke. Blinking several times, she sat up and surveyed her surroundings. She was in a very large cold room. The only piece of furniture in there was the large bed that she was sleeping in. Meilin rubbed her temples, trying to ward away her headache.
Where am I? She wondered, What happened?
She vaguely remembered helping her father prepare the table for dinner and receiving Cho's owl telling them that she was out with Harry Potter and would be back later. She remembered an odd loud knocking on the door, Wei's terrified gasp when he opened the door, a tall person in black robes sweeping into the kitchen and a wand pointed at her.
"Ah, you have woken at last..."
Meilin started and stared at the person standing in the doorway. He looked familiar, too familiar.
He smiled as he came and sat down beside her, "You know who I am...the face that you see so often in your dreams. The face you see when you feel that surge of power within you..." He stroked her cheek with his long icy fingers.
Meilin's eyes grew wide in horror as she felt It rising in her. She felt It longing for this man's touch, longing to belong to him again. She closed her eyes and pushed It down as she had so many times when she felt It rising. This time, It wouldn't obey her. Meilin found herself smiling at him, the evil in his slanted red eyes mirrored in her violet ones.
"You can't control It anymore girl. It is me, It will only obey me now." he said softly, his eyes glinting evilly.
NO! Meilin yelled at herself, You CAN control It! Concentrate, just like mother taught you. No one can control It but you! Taking a deep breath and concentrating as hard as she could, she beat It down and once again, resumed control over It.
"Interesting. You have enough mind power even to control a piece of my soul." the man mused.
"The Heir of Chang could never be controlled by a Horcrux, Voldemort." Meilin shot back daringly.
"You dare to speak my name?" Voldemort asked, clearly surprised, but at the same time delighted, "You are certainly braver than I thought."
"You have your soul to thank for that!" Meilin snapped. Inside she was trembling with fear, but she didn't dare show it.
"Ah yes, the only Horcrux that I did not protect with Dark Magic." He smiled at her again, sending chills down her spine, "That will change today. Legilimens!"
It was only with the extensive training in Occlumency that Meilin did with her mother that she was able to block Voldemort from seeing her mind.
"Very well trained," he mused after a short pause, "Perhaps it will be easier if I let you see how your mother came to have my Horcrux..." he pointed his wand at her head and before she had a chance to react, Meilin found herself plummeting into Voldemort's mind and memories.
--Voldemort's memory--
"Hey Ye! When's Quidditch practice?" a voice called out.
"Today after lunch. How many times do I have to remind you Chang?" a petite beautiful Chinese girl answered coolly, flipping her long raven black hair over her shoulder
A handsome young Chinese man approached her, out of breath, "Maybe if you date me, I won't have to beg to hear your melodious voice so much, Zi Qing..."
The girl blushed, "You flatter me too much Li Kun."
Li Kun's warm brown eyes lit up delightedly.
"I have to get to class, Li Kun, I'll see you later."Zi Qing smiled sweetly at him, turned on her heel and walked away.
Suddenly a hand shot out and grasped her arm, pulling her into the shadows. Zi Qing cried out.
"Shh...It's only me." a handsome pale young man whispered into her ear.
"Tom?" Zi Qing asked, taking care to keep her voice low, "What do you want?"
"You," came the simple answer, "Come, let's talk somewhere else. It's much too public here." He led her out of the castle and into the Forbidden Forest.
"Tom, we're not allowed to be in here." Zi Qing whispered fearfully.
"Trust me, it's alright." he suddenly stopped and pulled her into a fierce kiss. She struggled against him, but he tightened his grip. His hands slipped into her robes and gently pulled out her wand. He broke the kiss and tossed her wand into the nearby bushes, smiling at her.
"Tom! Give me back my wand!"
"No, not until I'm finished with you."
She backed away, "Please Tom, I didn't do anything to you. Just give me back my wand...please."
He shook his head, "I want you and I want something that only you have. Imperio!"
After a few moments of silence, Zi Qing cupped her hands in front of her and chanted a few words under her breath. Slowly, a warm yellow glow appeared over her hands and a phoenix feather slowly came out from her heart area.
"Yes," Tom Riddle whispered, "Yes! The object of Ravenclaw!" He stunned Zi Qing and pointed his wand at it and said the spell that Professor Slughorn had told him about. He screamed at the immense pain, then fainted, Zi Qing beside him.
--Meilin--
Meilin reeled back from this memory, trying to get out of Voldemort's mind, but he held her still.
"It's not over yet," he whispered.
Everything swirled in her eyes again.
--Voldemort's second memory--
KNOCK! KNOCK! Voldemort knocked on the door to a large house.
"I'll get it dear!" a woman's voice called out. The door opened and the woman gasped, "Tom? What are you doing here?"
"It's Lord Voldemort now, Zi Qing." Voldemort growled, "I wish to speak to you. Alone."
Zi Qing looked at him fearfully, then called into the house, "Li Kun! I need to step out for a minute! Take care of Wei without me for that long ok?"
There was a muffled response mixed with the cries of a small child.
Zi Qing sighed and turned to Voldemort, "Where are we going?"
He smiled sinisterly, "Somewhere quiet." He grabbed her arm and Disapparated.
After they stopped spinning, Zi Qing looked around, "Where are we Tom?"
"My palace."
Indeed, looming above them was a huge mansion. Zi Qing looked at it disbelievingly.
Voldemort suddenly pulled her close to him. She struggled against him, but he would have none of it.
"Let me go Tom! I'm married and a mother in case you didn't notice!" she snapped.
"Yes I know." he replied softly, "And you are with child right now..." His hands ran over her flat abdomen.
She struggled harder and he tightened his grip, "Join me..."
Shocked, Zi Qing stopped struggling and stared up at him, "What?"
"Join my side. Join my Death Eaters. I will reward you well, Zi Qing."
Horror filled her beautiful brown eyes, "And murder innocent people? People who have done me no wrong? Kill my friends in cold blood? No! I could never join you! Not for all the riches in this world!"
Voldemort's face twisted in fury as he released her from his steel-like grip, "Fine! But you will live to regret that decision!"
Zi Qing looked at him in fear, turned quickly and Disapparated, leaving Voldemort watching after her.
He smiled, "It's still safe. She didn't destroy it. She knows it's there, oh yes, she can feel it within her. She will pass it down to one of her children and until then, I will leave it alone."
--Meilin--
Meilin collapsed onto the bed once Voldemort released her from his spell. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. Her own mother had been friends with Voldemort. He had seduced her. Taken advantage of that friendship and used her. She felt her anger rising. She hated him, hated him with all of her being.
"Now, girl..." he said stroking her cheek once more, "I want you to summon the feather for me. I will put it under better protection. That way, you can be free from it's spell. Wouldn't you like that?"
Shocked, Meilin stared at him, unmoving.
"Summon it for me girl." his voice was rising dangerously.
"N-No!" Meilin cried twisting away from him.
"I'm losing patience with you girl! Summon it!"
"No!" Meilin jumped off the bed and dashed as far away from him as she could. He swept up to her in less than a second.
"Summon it for me!" he shouted, grabbing her arm.
"No!"
SLAP! Meilin was thrown to the floor by the strength of his blow. She held her flaming cheek and stared at him, her heart beating wildly out of control.
"I didn't use magic on you to protect my Horcrux," Voldemort seethed, as if reading her mind, "Don't think I didn't use it because I want to protect you!"
Meilin continued to stare at him, fear now showing plainly on her pale face.
Voldemort looked at her fear with pleased satisfaction then turned and bellowed out the door, "MALFOY!"
There was an immediate pounding of feet and a tall boy with silvery hair and cold blue eyes appeared at the door, out of breath.
"Yes Master?"
"Crucio." Voldemort answered coolly. The boy immediately fell to the ground, writhing and screaming.
"No! Stop!" Meilin cried out.
Voldemort stopped the Curse and turned to her, "Are you ready to obey me?"
Meilin looked at him, the boy's scream still filling her ears. Her lips trembled, not wanting to give an answer.
Voldemort flung the boy into a wall and Cursed him again.
"No! Please!" Meilin flung herself at Voldemort's feet, "He's innocent! Please stop!"
He glared down at her, "You will obey me. If you don't, he will take your punishment for you. Remember that." he turned and swept away.
Meilin flew over to the still form of her whipping boy. There was a thin trickle of blood running down his face, but he was still conscious.
"I'm so sorry!" she whispered, tears gathering in her eyes, "Here let me heal that cut." She felt in her pocket and was relieved to find her wand. She quickly waved it over his cut, just as her father taught her a couple days ago when she had cut herself on a broken piece of glass.
"Who the hell are you anyways?" he snapped rudely after she finished healing him and helped him into a sitting position, "Why the hell didn't he want to hurt you?"
"Because I..." she trailed off, "I have something that he wants."
He raised an eyebrow, "So?"
"Hurting me would be hurting it." Meilin looked away, "I'm sorry he took out his anger on you."
Surprisingly, the boy shrugged, "It's about time he did it, I've been expecting punishment for the longest time."
Meilin stared at him, "Why?"
"I didn't obey him properly, someone else had to finish my task for me. I'm surprised he hasn't killed me yet." he stopped and scowled as he realized how close he had been to revealing all his secrets to this strange girl, "Who are you anyway?"
"Meilin Chang," she said quickly, holding out her hand.
He shook it warily, "Chang? You related to Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Seeker?"
Meilin nodded, "She's my older sister."
"So you go to Hogwarts?"
She nodded again, "Third year, Ravenclaw."
"My name's Draco Malfoy. Seventh year, Slytherin." he paused, "I don't go to school anymore though."
She stared at him, "Why not? Were you expelled or something?"
Draco glared at her, "I didn't say that did I?"
"Oh, sorry. I'm just naturally curious." Meilin said sheepishly.
There was a very long pause. Draco didn't move from his position on the floor and Meilin continued to kneel beside him.
"I should go," Draco said abruptly, standing up.
"No! Please don't go!" Meilin caught his arm and clutched it.
He stopped and glared at her with his piercing blue eyes..
She quickly let go of his arm, "It's just...I just...I just have to many questions!" she stammered, tearfully.
Draco sighed, then sat down beside her again, "What do you want?"
"What happened to my family?"
"I don't know."
She looked at him in the eye, "Yes you do. Tell me. Please."
He said nothing.
"Please Draco, I don't want to have to pry into your mind unwillingly." she gasped and covered her mouth, "I didn't mean that! I'm sorry!"
He looked at her wearily, "I don't think you want to know what happened."
"I do. Please tell me."
Draco swore he saw the evil, impatient glint in her violet eyes that the Dark Lord so often had, "Alright, I'll tell you. I wasn't really there though, I was supposed to keep a lookout. But one of the Death Eaters told me everything. They went in and killed your brother right away. Just killed him on the spot. Then we found you, the Dark Lord did something and you got knocked out. They brought you out of the house with orders not to touch you. Your father put up a fight, so they tortured him and killed him. Meanwhile, the Dark Lord apparently took Nagini with him to find your mother. They had a short argument or something, then Nagini bit and killed her. Didn't eat her, surprisingly, just killed her."
Meilin was watching him with a mix of shock, horror, and sorrow in her eyes.
"What about Cho...?" she managed to croak out, "Did she...?"
"She wasn't in the house. They found a parchment saying she was out with Harry Potter and would be back later. So the Dark Lord left her a message and we left." Draco couldn't help feeling sorry for this young girl. She was obviously trying very hard to hold back her tears, but soon those tears began to spill over and she cried freely. He patted her shoulder awkwardly, not used to showing compassion.
Quite suddenly, a curse shot out of her wand and narrowly missed him.
"What was that for?!" Draco hollered, jumping away from her.
Another curse shot out and Draco realized she wasn't aiming at him, for it went straight into herself. A large open cut appeared where the curse hit and blood gushed out.
"Oh my god, what to you think you're doing?!"
There was no answer, Meilin merely looked up at him and then collapsed in a dead faint, blood still gushing out of her at an incredible rate.
Draco managed to catch her before her head hit the ground, "SOMEBODY HELP!"
There was a pounding of feet and several Death Eaters burst into the room with a frenzy of questions.
"What happened?"
"Did you kill her?"
"What's going on?"
"EVERYBODY GET OUT OF HERE!" Severus Snape thundered, "NOW!"
The Death Eaters scurried away from the Dark Lord's favourite as he knelt beside Draco, pointed his wand at her and began whispering spell after spell and a monotonous voice. Soon, the cut closed. Snape produced a small vial from inside his robe and poured it into her mouth.
"She's asleep now. You will need to tell Master what happened." Snape said under his breath.
Draco nodded.
"Get out of here!" Snape barked at the other Death Eaters, who were watching the whole time.
There was a scurry of movement and Draco was alone with Meilin once more. With a sigh, Draco picked her up, surprised at how light and frail she was, and laid her on the bed. He looked at her for a moment and couldn't help but admit to himself that she was very pretty. Even prettier than Cho. He shook his head.
What am I doing, thinking she's pretty? When did I care for some girl so quickly? He mused.
Stealing one last look at the now-sleeping form of Meilin, Draco quickly left the room and went to find Voldemort.
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Note on the pronounciation of the Chinese names (in case you were wondering): Ye Zi Qing is pronounced Yee Zee King; Li Kun is pronounced Lee Koon; Wei is pronounced Why; and Meilin is pronouced May Lin. (I suck at making up Chinese names, I know)
I apologize if that was kinda dry and also if I revealed everything a little early. Also, I don't know how long it's going to be until I post again because I don't even have the next chapter planned yet. If you have an idea for me, please let me know! I would be very grateful for ideas.
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