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Chapter 5

I woke with a start as there was a knock at the door. I turned my head to check the time, 3 AM. Great, only 4 hours of sleep.

"Miss Lydia" the person knocked again.

"Coming." I groaned rolling over off the bed completely and hit the floor hard. "Shit!" I got to my feet feeling sore all over from last night.

"Miss Lydia" the voice repeated knocking louder.

"What?" I said opening the door and rubbing my head where it had smacked the floor. "What is so important?"

"The Dark Lord asked to see you immediately." the blonde boy answered with his head down.

"You know, he might not pick on you as much if you didn't give him the benifit of seeing you cower everytime he enters the room." I stated running my fingers through my hair quickly. "But what do I know?" I smirked at him as he looked up in shock.

I hurried out of the room knowing that it would not be in my best interest to have him waiting too long. Draco followed behind wordlessly as he always does. I'd swear he was a mute if it weren't for the few words he'd just spoken to me and the rare occasion that my father required an answer from him.

We arrived at the door as a rather dreadful looking old man was being dragged out by Bella screaming about how "it should've worked."

"Oh, Olivander." I heard Nacissa whisper in a sad tone as she made her way to Draco who look rather ill all the sudden.

I had but a second to realize that my father was in the doorway beside me before he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the room, shutting the door in Dracos pale face. He threw me in one of the two identical chairs sitting acroos from his desk.

"I just can't think, Lydia. Give me a plan, a good one that will actually work." he said pacing aroud the room in frustration.

"What? I don't have a clue as to what your talking about. A plan for what?"

"For everything! It's all going wrong!"

"Okay. But I can't help if I don't know what's going wrong."

He stopped pacing and stared at me in realization that I really didn't know what was happening (though i had a faint idea that it had something to do with Harry Potter). So with a heavy sigh he sat in the armchair behind his desk. I curled up on the chair huging my knees feeling slightly more secure.

"Potter keeps escaping my grasp." he confirmed my suspision.

"Ahh."

He stood pushing the chair back with much chagrin. "Why is that I cannot kill him? I can kill anyone in the world but him!" he began pacing once again. "It should've worked! He's not under the protection his mother provided anymore!" he seemed to be gasping for air.

"Olivander said that if I used a different wand it would work. He swears that it should've worked, but it didn't. Says he doesn't know anything more than what he has told me already. Of course he must be lying."

"Why a different wand? Yours is in perfect condition." I asked confused.

"Potters' wand shares a twin core with my own." he commented.

"What?" That explains all the reading about wandlore.

"Yeah." he said matter-of-factly. "That was part of the reason I was unable to suceed in destroying him."

"Huh." I said trying to absorb all the information. What did I know about any of that stuff. I didn't even know that it was possible to have a twin core.

"Well?" he asked waiting for more of a response.

"Umm. I dunno. You said you'd talked to Olivander. I don't know anymore than he does."

"He'd mentioned the Elder wand-"

"The Elder wand." He's got to be mad. "But we all know that thats just part of some childrens tale. The deathly hollows. It's meant to teach kids a lesson."

"I know the story of The Three Brothers well thank you. But what if, just what if the Elder wand really exists? Olivander seems to believe it does."

"Maybe he's trying to distract you. Maybe he's trying to send you on a wild goose chase. Did you ever think of that?"

"Yes, Lydia. But what if it's not?"

"If it exists it would have to work." If it exists he would find it. The most powerful dark wizard of our time with the most powerful wand ever made. Now that's a scary thought.

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