A/N Please review! If you have any idea you'd like me to incorporate please tell me. I'd love to hear what you have to say! I forgot to do my disclaimer in the first two chapters, so here it is...
Disclaimer: I sadly, with much reluctance admit that I do not, in fact, own Harry Potter. -sigh-
Dear Tom,
You went to Hogwarts once, what house where you in? I bet it was Ravenclaw, because you're so smart!
-no reply-
Tom?
I opened my eyes and peered around the room, trying to keep my body still, so that no-one would realize I was awake. The first thing I saw was... Severus Snape.
"Nice to see you awake, Miss Wesley." His calm voice spoke.
I remained silent, but sat up, since there was no point in pretending anymore.
"How is your head? I'm afraid we almost lost you." He continued.
"What am I doing here, Snape?"
"We need to lore Potter here. The only way to do that is to have you here."
"What makes you say that? Harry broke up with me."
His face remained passive, except for the small twitch of his eye and the reference to my first year.
"Harry seems to think he is protecting you, and Wesley is your brother, so he'll have Harry come here."
"Yeah, right. Ron hides behind me when he sees a spider, I doubt he'll risk it."
I believe he almost smiled at my comment, but then again, he never smiled.
"My Lord, will be here to speak to you shortly, please be on your best behavior."
"You can't honestly believe I would be civil to THAT man."
"Yes, I can."
Just as he finish, a Death-Eater I didn't recognize entered.
"My Lord, has requested entry. Severus please come with me." Snape stood casting me one more glance on his way out.
"My Lord, shall enter."
"I thought you said he 'requested entry', can't I deny." I joked.
The Death-Eater clearly didn't get the joke, because he looked at me like I'd grown a second head. I felt the need to explain. "Close your mouth, you'll catch flies. It was a joke."
"You little Blood-Traitor! How dare you insult me?"
"Always so serious, what's with you pure-blood supremacist?"
"I oughta." He growled.
"You 'oughta' what? Already resulting to using your fist? I was under the impression we were becoming friends." I pouted.
"That will be enough, thank you." The voice of the dark-lord spoke.
"Yes, My Lord." He bowed leaving the room.
"You have a knack for getting yourself into trouble." He spoke causally.
"Like I haven't heard that before." Remain calm, don't show him fear. I thought to myself, but that didn't stop my breath from quickening.
" Potter will be here any minute to rescue you, do you wish for me to tell him anything before I kill him?" He smirked, his voice was cold, nothing like Tom's.
"As if, how many times have you failed in killing him? Lets count, shall we. You failed when he was one, then you failed when you took over the D.A.D.A professor. You failed when you were in horocrux form. You failed during the Tri-Wizard tournament. You'll never beat him."
The entire time he just stood there. "I underestimated Potter, I now know what he is capable of, I will not fail again, I assure you. This time, I have something he wants."
"You honestly think he'll come for me? Isn't it obvious? He left me, because he doesn't think I'm strong enough or smart enough to fight. I was a liability. He won't come to save me, he'll come for the chance to kill you."
"Well said, but you're wrong. He knows he can't kill me."
"-because he hasn't destroy all eight horocruxes."
"Eight?" He said, cautiously.
"Seven. I meant seven." I knew at that moment I had screwed up.
I knocked on the door.
"Miss Wesley, please come in." Dumbledore said.
"Hello, Headmaster, you called me here."
"Yes, I have, we have important matters to discuss, but I need your word that what I say here will not leave this room."
"You have my word." I said.
"Good, now would you like a Lemon Drop?"
"No, thank you." I smiled at the twinkle in his blue eyes.
He pulled a vile of purple liquid out of his pocket, and handed it to me.
"What is this?"
"It is a collection of memories, some are mine and others I have gathered over the years. I have made a potion out of them."
"Do I deliver it to Harry?"
"No, this is not for Harry to know, I'm afraid. This is for you. Drink the potion."
I put the vile to my lips and memories flooded into me.
Harry's parents at Hogwarts. Harry being born. The order being established. Harry's parents dying. Dumbledore leaving Harry on the muggles door step. Dumbledore discovering that Harry was a horocrux. Harry fighting Voldemort in the Tri-Wizard tournament.
"Did you?" I could practically see the sarcasm dripping out of his lips.
"Yes. I did." I gritted my teeth as he tried to push himself into my mind. I had to fight it.
"What have you to hide, then?" He inquired.
"Plenty of things, I've had an interesting past few years."
"You can't lie to me, and you can't fight me. I will find out what your hiding."
I realized a moment too late that he was trying to distract me. He pushed himself into my mind searching for the memory, by the time I pushed him out he had already seen what he wanted to.
"Interesting, what else do you know?" He demanded.
"I'll never tell you. Dumbledore trusted me, I will always stay loyal to him."
"Foolish Gryffindor pride." He sneered, at this point he was done listening to my sarcasm, his temper was beginning to rise."We'll defiantly have to get rid of that.
"Oh, and here I thought we were really hitting it off." I smirked, feeling a new-found confidence pour over me.
"We are far from 'hitting it off' as you have said, Blood-Traitor."
"What's this? You've reduced yourself to name calling?" From the look in his eyes, I knew I'd struck a nerve.
"Watch your tongue girl." He warned.
"How am I suppose to do that exactly." You have to make him angry.
"I will not warn you again." He said, hissing.
"Am I making you angry?"
"I demand you be taught a lesson!" He exclaimed raising his voice for the first time, I'd clearly gotten under his skin. "Severus, I summon you, immediately." Snape walked through the door, not even a second later. "Yes, My Lord."
"Take this girl to the holding cell, she will remain there until Potter arrives."