A/N: This is one of the last chapters of this story. I have spent a lot of time thinking about how I am going to continue this story, and I believe that it is the right choice. I'm sorry if you don't agree. Fortunately, nobody is forcing you to read this story, so you can stop whenever you want to. I hope you finish reading it though. Well…that's enough babbling. Now on to the next chapter!

One Day before the Final Challenge

"George, we need to talk," Cassi said to her boyfriend ominously one early Saturday morning. George raised his eyebrows at the words, and he began to feel a panic run through him. Calm down, she loves you, calm down. She won't break up with you, he said to himself in his head over and over. He took a deep breath as he sat next to her on the ground beside the lake.

"Ok," he said slowly, "What about love?"

"My father is coming to the challenge tomorrow, and I want you to meet him," she told him, and he took another deep breath at the words. He nodded his head as a smile began to lift his lips.

"Is that all? You had me worried; I thought you were going to break up with me or something. My parents will be there as well. And I would love for you to meet my mum. What's wrong Cassi," he asked suddenly, seeing the worried and scared look on her face. She looked at him with wide eyes, and sighed as she looked out across the water. It was silent for a few minutes as George waited for her to speak.

"I feel things," she said finally, and looked at him again. She began to mess with the hem of her jumper, but she kept her eyes on George. He knew that she wasn't finished, so he waited for her to continue, "I can feel things that are going to happen. I don't know when it would exactly happen; all I know is the emotions that are going to happen." She stopped again, and George decided to speak.

"What are you trying to say Cassi," he asked gently, placing a tender hand on her cheek.

"I've inherited this from my mother. I don't really quite know what it is, but it's a part of me," she said to him, and he looked deep into her violet eyes.

"I love you Cassi. I love all of you, including whatever this thing that you have is," he said to her, and she gave a small chuckle.

"I know, but I need to tell you something." George cocked up a single eyebrow, feeling slightly confused.

"There's more? What? Your cousin is half veela," he joked, but Cassi didn't laugh. She just continued to look at him with her sad eyes.

"Right before I finished getting dressed for the Yule Ball, I felt something. I felt so much pain," she said, her voice choking as tears welled in her eyes. George stayed silent, letting her finish, "A darkness is coming George, and everyone's lives is going to be flipped upside down. But we have to keep hope. We have to continue to believe that we are going to win against whatever's coming. Harry Potter is our only hope." She said passionately, but all George could feel was confusion. He understood what she was saying about her ability, but he got lost when she started talking about whatever was coming. His confusion must have showed because she gave him a gentle yet knowing smile as she kissed him on the lips.

"Come on love," she said quietly and stood up slowly, her hair falling softly forward, the sun creating a small halo on the top of her head. George couldn't help but be amazed at how beautiful she looked with sun's rays lighting upon her skin perfectly, giving her a glow that he had never seen before. Her usually dark violet eyes were, right now, a bright purple that seemed to give her an unburdened look. But the more he looked into those eyes, the more he saw it, the pain that she had felt time and time again. The pain of something that is supposed to happen, but never knowing when until it is. George laid his palms on her cheeks, lightly cradling her face in his hands. He slowly leaned in and placed his lips on hers. There was no passion in the simple kiss, just love.

"I love you Cassiopeia, no matter what," he whispered to her, but all she could do was nod, so shocked she was by the tenderness he had just shown. He nodded back as he smiled brightly at her, grabbing her hand and taking them back to the castle to enjoy what little happiness they will be able to get.

Day of the Final Challenge

"Come on Cassi," George said excitedly as he pulled her through the heavy crowd. The families of the Champions were able to come, and Harry Potter had invited the Weasley's, and Cassi's father had been a main investor into the Tri-Wizard Tournament, so he was there as well. Cassi followed George as best she could, a huge smile on her face. Soon they came up to a round, red-haired woman that had a nice yet maternal smile on her face.

"Oh, Fred dear," she practically yelled as she grabbed George into a bone-crushing hug. Cassi smiled as she released his hand and faded into the background. She stayed close by them, but knew that she should give them a small moment to catch up. George pulled away from his mother, and turned around to find Cassi. He saw her nervous and meek look on her face as she fiddled with the bottom of her sweater and grinned as he thought about how adorable she looked. He smoothly reached for her hand, and pulled her forward. She moved a bit reluctantly, but she tried to get her nervousness under control as she met the Weasley matriarch. George almost forgot that she had called him Fred he was so wrapped up in the way Cassi looked.

Mrs. Weasley noticed the way he was looking at the young girl, and smiled radiantly at them as she recognized and remembered the look of love. She looked at the shy girl expectantly, than back at the twin, "And who is this?" She asked happily, her blue eyes shining with happiness.

"This is Cassiopeia McKenna, and I'm George mum," he said to Mrs. Weasley, a joking smirk on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear," she said to him, sounding a bit flustered, then changed topics quickly back to Cassi, "I'm very happy to meet you Cassiopeia. Not that George spoke a lot about you to me in his letters." Cassi blushed at the woman's words, as did George, but put on her charming smile.

"I'm very happy to meet you as well. George talks a lot about you. I'm very glad to have finally met the woman he looks up to the most," Cassi said smoothly, trying to push out all of the charm she could muster. Mrs. Weasley looked at George with a surprised look on her face, obviously unaware of how her son truly felt. Cassi smiled with all of her pristine, white teeth, pouring all of her charisma into it. George ran an embarrassed hand through his hair as he shuffled a foot back and forth, looking everywhere but at Mrs. Weasley. Cassi pretended to see someone then grabbed George's hand again.

"I see my father, whom, unlike George, I have told about our relationship, and he is very eager to meet him. I hope I will be able to see you again soon Mrs. Weasley," Cassi gave her a small nod, and quickly pulled George away with her through the crowd. Cassi had a triumphant smirk on her face as George moved to wrap an arm around her shoulder.

"You little minx," he exclaimed excitedly, "You saved me, and then doomed me in a matter of seconds. How do you do it?" Cassi turned to him, a mischievous smile on her face. She leaned in a bit, as if to kiss him, but as he moved in too she abruptly pulled away.

"Well love," she said, a twinkle in her purple eyes as she looked up at him, "I am a Slytherin." George grinned back as he wrapped his arms around her, leaning his head down towards hers.

"Very sneaky love, very sneaky," he said as his head inched closer to hers. Just as their lips were about to touch a deep, rumbling voice broke the moment.

"Yes, she tends to get that from her father," the deep voice said, making the young couple jump back about two feet. They looked to found a tall, dark man in a silk solid black suit with a white tie. His irises were almost completely black in the darkening daylight, but Cassi could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Daddy," she said loudly, trying to get her breath back to normal from her scare, "You scared us!" She moved to give the man a quick hug, which he returned warmly, even though his face was unsmiling.

"Yes, that was the point daughter," he said, and turned to look at George who was staring at the dark man with wide eyes, "Aren't you going to introduce us Cassiopeia?"

"Will you stop trying to intimidate him," Cassi said exasperatedly, "I know how you work, and I don't like the fact that you are trying to scare him." Her father lifted a single eyebrow at her words.

"And how am I supposed to determine whether or not he is worthy of my daughter," he asked, and George stepped forward, his Gryffindor courage surging through him.

"Would I be unworthy because I'm a Weasley? Because I don't have any money? Because I am a "Blood Traitor"," George asked heatedly, and her father smiled wide, his perfect white teeth gleaming from the magical lights of the area that was still packed with tons of people.

"Even if you were the Minister of Magic you would be unworthy of my daughter young man," his deep voice became cheerful and George smirked a little bit. Her father continued, "I don't care about money George Weasley, or where you come from. I only care about whether or not you can stick up for yourself, and there for my daughter. Which I see you can. My daughter is my only child, and she deserves a man that can protect her. Knowing your family history, I know you can give her that protection."

"I don't need protection father," Cassi said as she stood next to George, grabbing his hand, "I'm 17 years old."

"Everyone needs protection at some point little one," her father said and he tweaked her nose, making her grumble. He smiled brightly at her as he continued, "And you can't let your pride allow you to take it when you need it. I must go though, I have to mingle with certain Ministry officials. I will talk to you later daughter." He gave her a light kiss on the forehead then melted into the crowd, seemingly disappearing into it. George nodded appreciatively as her father walked away and turned back to Cassi.

"Come on love, time to head to the pitch," George said and Cassi nodded, following the huge crowd to the Quidditch pitch. Soon they saw very tall, very thick walls of the bushes that made up the Maze. The four Champions stood behind a beaming Bagman who pointed his wand to his throat, magically magnifying his voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you how the points currently stand! Tied for first place, with eighty five points each is Mr. Cedric Diggory and Mr. Harry Potter , both of Hogwarts School!" Cheers rocked the stands, and Cassi could feel the wood shake from all of the people cheering, "In Second place, with eighty points is Mr. Viktor Krum of Durmstrang Institute," more applause for the famed Quidditch star, "And third place is Ms. Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons Academy!" People more or less cheered for her, but it was mostly her fellow classmates. Cassi watched as Harry and Cedric stepped forward to go first. She noticed the two speak a little bit as Bagman blew the whistled, signaling for them to go. The two young men disappeared into thick brush of the maze, and soon it was Viktor Krum's turn, and then Delacour.

"Do you think he'll win," George asked Cassi as everyone began to talk quietly, waiting with anticipation for the victor of the final challenge. She shrugged, and then it hit her; pain, fear, death, and evil. She grabbed George's arm suddenly, her nails digging into the skin. She looked forward, but not really seeing anything as tears began to well into her eyes.

"What's wrong Cassiopeia," George asked soothingly, not wanting to scare her. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to get rid of her tears, but it only caused them to fall.

"I feel it. It's going to happen soon," she whispered, and George gingerly removed her hand from his arm as he wrapped his around her body. It began to shake, and he held her close to him to get her to stop.

"What's going to happen soon love," he asked tenderly, and she shook her head.

"I don't know. But it's going to happen soon, and it isn't going to end well," she said as she took deep breaths, calming her down. She pulled herself away from George and sat up with her back straight. George watched her warily, worried about how quickly she had recovered from what had happened.

"You ok Cassi," he asked, and she nodded, giving him a weak smile.

"I'm fine. I'm worried, but we'll just have to see what going to happen," she said to him reassuringly. They saw red sparks light up in the sky, and within a matter of minutes Delacour was pulled from out of the Maze. Cassi watched intently as they cleaned her up and made sure that she was, overall, uninjured. More minutes began to tick by and a second set of red sparks lit up the sky and Viktor Krum was pulled from the Maze as well, his face holding a feral look. All of a sudden Cassi stood and began to walk down to the front of the stands. George followed her quietly, noticing that she was in a trance. She walked over to Viktor Krum, who was pale and growled at her as she stepped forward.

"Young lady, what do you think you are doing," Bagman asked, and she lifted her hand to silence him. He spluttered indignantly at the gesture, "How dare you try to silence me!"

"I'm trying to help, and you are only agitating him further Mr. Bagman. So if you would please stop talking and let me help him, it would be much appreciated," Cassi said to him, fire in her eyes. She saw her father step forward and turned her attention back to Krum.

"You better listen to her Bagman," she heard her father say from behind her, "She's very stubborn when she gets this way."

"You better learn to control your daughter McKenna," Bagman hissed out, and Cassi whirled around to glare at the man to find her father towering over the fat man, his teeth bared as if to strike him.

"And you better learn to control your tongue Bagman, because although you work at the Ministry, I have the money. And I have a lot of proof of you betting, illegally," her father growled out, and Cassi smiled when he gave her his nod of approval. She turned back to Krum, his eyes solid black, his skin a grey color. He bared his teeth to her, growling, but calmed down when she placed her hand on his cheek.

"Who did this to you," she asked quietly, and he stared into her purple eyes. She felt cold the more they continued eye contact, but she never broke away.

"Evil," he croaked out, then his color returned to the fleshy tone it used to be, his eyes returning to its normal white. The band began to play as they recognized the flash of the portkey coming through to the main area of the pitch. Cassi turned around to find Harry crying over the cold body of Cedric Diggory. Fleur screamed at the sight of him, and Amos Diggory stepped forward, his happy face instantly turning into one of pain and sadness.

"He's back," Harry cried as he gripped onto Cedric's body, "He's back! Voldemort is back!" Cassi heard those words, and felt her heart drop, tears running down her face. Everyone began to panic and tried to run out of the pitch. Cassi's father called to George, who instantly was beside her, holding her hand tightly.

"Get her out of here, now," her father's deep voice yelled, and George nodded, dragging her behind him. Her body began to shake from everything that was happening. Her fear surging through her veins like ice cutting through her. Soon she couldn't make her body move from all of the emotions she was feeling. George lifted her up bridal style and carried her quickly though the crowds. Fred was soon beside them, a worried look on his face.

"What's wrong? What happened to her," Fred asked, easily keeping up with his twin. Cassi continued to shake, tears flowing down her cheeks. George kissed her wet cheek before he answered his brother.

"She was there when Harry returned with Diggory. He's dead Fred," George said, and a sad look came over Fred's face before returning back to the issue at hand.

"Let's take her to the tower, I think she'll feel more comfortable there," Fred suggested and George nodded promptly, making their way hastily to the Gryffindor tower. Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were all sitting around the empty hearth, sad looks on their faces. Hermione's and Ginny's eyes were red as Ron held onto both of them, trying to give them as much comfort as he could. They momentarily broke away from their sorrow to find the Twins and Cassi.

"It's ok love, everything is going to be fine," George said soothingly, and Cassi laughed coldly as her tears fell down her face.

"Don't say things you know aren't true George. Voldemort killed Cedric Diggory. That was what I was feeling earlier. What am I going to do," she asked herself as her voice choked up from the tears. George placed a hand on her cheek, wiping away some of her tears, then placed a tender kiss on her lips.

"You aren't going to do anything. We are going to continue living. We are going to stay together, forever," he said to her quietly, yet with passion. She looked at him with her sad eyes as more tears welled up.

"You promise," she asked, and he gave her a sad yet reassuring smile.

"I promise. Stay here tonight," he said, more than asked, already knowing her answer. She nodded, wiping away her tears.

"Ok," she said meekly, and he helped her stand up and they slowly made their way up to his dorm room. Leaning on each other for the strength they are going to need later on.

One Week Later

Everyone moved into the Great Hall for the end of year feast. Usually the hall would be filled with the house colors of the winner of the House Cup, but the drapes were black behind the teachers' table. Everyone was somber as they sat down, and Cassi was forced to sit with her fellow Slytherins. She tried to stay away from the dark cold dungeons of the Slytherin dorms, and tried to stay with the Gryffindors as much as possible. She watched Harry closely, making sure that he was ok, and realized that no one was ok. Soon everyone was seated, and glasses filled with various liquids, and the hall turned silent as Dumbledore stepped forward to the phoenix podium.

"The end of another year," he began as he looked to the Hufflepuff table, and Cassi looked too, to see their sad, pale looks on their faces. She noticed Dumbledore looked deeply grieved as well as he continued to speak, "There is much that I would like to say to you all tonight, but I must first acknowledge the loss of a very fine person who should be sitting here," he indicated to the Hufflepuff table, "enjoying our feast with us. I would like you all to please stand, and raise your glasses, to Cedric Diggory." Everyone stood practically, Cassi noticed, except for a select few Slytherins. She took note of the fact that they were mainly Death Eaters children. She stared at Draco who looked back at her. They kept their eyes locked on each other until Draco sneered and turned to Goyle who was next to him. Cassi felt eyes on her and she looked up to find George looking at her lovingly. She gave a soft smile back then returned her attention back to Dumbledore as they raised their glasses, then sat back down.

Cedric was a person who exemplified many of the qualities that distinguish Hufflepuff House," Dumbledore said, "He was a good and loyal friend, a hard worker, he valued fair play. His death has affected you all, whether you know him well or not. I think that you have the right, therefore, to know exactly how it came about." Cassi closed her eyes at his words, listening strictly with her ears. She could feel her eyes begin to prickle from the salt of her tears that were beginning to form. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as Dumbledore said the next, very ominous words.

"Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort."

Cassi kept her eyes shut tight as she heard the words, refusing to look at the panicked expressions of the students. She could hear the whispers, and this made her squeeze her eyes tight against the sounds. Her hands gripped on to the wood of the bench beneath her, and she felt her nails scrape against it.

"The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. It is possible that some of your parents will be horrified that I have done so - either because they will not believe that Lord Voldemort has returned, or because they think I should not tell you so, young as you are. It is my belief, however, that the truth is generally preferable to lies, and that any attempt to pretend Cedric died as the result of an accident, or some sort of blunder of his own, is an insult to his memory." Cassi could feel the tears escape from her eyes, but she refused to acknowledge them as Dumbledore continued, "There is someone else who must be mentioned in connection with Cedric's death. I am talking, of course, about Harry Potter."

Cassi's eyes flew open suddenly as she stared at Dumbledore with disbelief. Because she knew that speaking of Harry this way was only going to make matters worse for him. Dumbledore seemed to have seen her look of shock, but he continued.

"Harry Potter managed to escape Lord Voldemort. He risked his own life to return Cedric's body to Hogwarts. He showed, in every respect, the sort of bravery few wizards have ever shown in facing Lord Voldemort, and for this, I honor him." As Dumbledore turned to Harry, everyone else followed, raising their goblets to him. Cassi watched everyone's faces and felt hollow. She knew they were going to turn on him next year. Because the students at Hogwarts are fake. And she hoped that someone new will come in next year and at least lesson the blow a little bit. Soon they returned to their seats, Dumbledore speaking a bit more to Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, and then the hall was nearly silent as they ate.

On the Train Home

"Do you think you will be able to come to the Burrow during the summer? Mum would love to have you there," George said to Cassi as she squished with him and the others in one of the carriages on the train. She was leaning into him, his arm around her shoulder, her head resting on his shoulder. She shrugged.

"Maybe, depends on what my father wants to do. He says we might have to go to China to work on some of his businesses over there. Maybe while he goes over there I can stay with you, but we'll just have to wait and see," she replied, and then she couldn't think of what else to talk about. Everyone was somber on the train ride back to London. She noticed Harry call the twins for a moment as they got off, but soon George returned to her, a huge smile on his face. She tried to get up some sort of enthusiasm, but she couldn't. He noticed how hard she struggled to make their goodbye happy, and cupped her face with his hand.

"I'll write to you and talk to you about you staying," he said to her, and she nodded before leaning into a kiss.

"I see my father, I have to go. I love you George," she whispered out the last part, and he kissed her again before nodding.

"I love you too Cassiopeia. I'll write to you soon," he said to her and after one last hug and kiss they went their separate ways. She walked up to her father, but they didn't hug, or spoke, they just walked away from the crowd together in silence. Cassi kept her head down, her hair shielding her tear stained face.

"You know we have to leave," her father asked simply, and she nodded.

"I just want to say goodbye before we do," she whispered to him, and then she felt his heavy arm wrap around her shoulders, holding her close to him, kissing her forehead.

"All right little one, you will have your chance to say good bye one last time," he said back to her, and then they disappeared through a wall.

One Week Later

It was raining at the Burrow, fitting the mood. The Twins and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley tried to keep the spirits up, but a depression had fallen over the usually lively home. They were all sitting together at the kitchen table that morning when George saw a figure standing in the middle of the rain, their face and body shielded by a heavy black cloak. When he saw a flash of violet he knew who it was instantly. He stood up abruptly and ran out of the door, immediately getting soaked by the heavy rain.

"What was that all about? Who is that," Mrs. Weasley asked as she watched her son run out into the rain. Fred watched his twin somberly before answering.

"That's love saying goodbye," he said wisely before stepping out of the kitchen as well and going up to their shared bedroom, knowing that George will wanna talk when he gets back.

"Cassi," George breathed out when he finally reached her. She lifted away the hood of her cloak, then looked up at George. He knew what was going to happen, but he didn't want it to.

"No," he said stubbornly, "No."

"I have to George," she said sadly, "We are leaving for China today." George grabbed her forearms, and pulled her to him.

"You can live with me, we'll keep you safe. Just don't leave me. I need you, I love you. Please don't leave me," he said to her, his voice choking from the tears that were escaping from him. Cassi looked up at him as she held onto his face.

"You don't need me George. This isn't goodbye, this is just until next time. If I don't go I won't get my inheritance, and I know I'll need it," she said to him and he pulled away from her, suddenly furious.

"You're leaving me for money," he yelled into her face, but she stayed calm.

"Yes, because I'm going to need it to pay for things later when the war starts, and my father made this condition. I love you so much George, please understand that this best. I don't want to go, I want to stay here with you, fight with you, live with you, share a life with you. But this is best, and I need you to understand that. Please don't be mad with me, I wouldn't be able to leave if I knew that you were," she said to him, and he nodded firmly.

"Good, because I don't want you to leave," he told her, but then sighed as he pushed his wet hair back away from his face, "Why do you have to leave? Just…why?"

"My mother was a Death Eater," she said evenly, never looking into his eyes, "And my father knows that as her only child, they are going to go after me for me to join them. No matter what. So, we are going to disappear off the map, until we think that they aren't sniffing after me anymore. I will return George, if you still want me to."

"Of course I do," he grabbed her chin and made kissed her forcefully on the lips before continuing, "I love you Cassi, not your mother, and I don't care about where your family has come from. You are right, you should leave. Just promise me that we will be together again." She smiled at him softly, then gave him another kiss, a more softer, tender kiss.

"I promised that I was going to be with you forever, and a McKenna never breaks their promise." She stepped away from him, moving backwards, far enough away from him, then apparated away. George stayed standing there in the rain for another hour, staring at where she left him. Finally he walked back inside, his shoulders slumped down, ignoring the various questions as he escaped upstairs, where he knew Fred had been watching and waiting for him. He magically dried himself off then plopped onto his bed.

"She left," Fred said as a statement, and George nodded as he pulled open a drawer. He pulled out a velvet box and he opened it. A simple gold ring with an emerald in the center glinted back at him. He quickly shut the box quickly and placed it back into the drawer. Fred watched his brother before speaking again.

"Do you know how long she will be gone," Fred asked tenderly as he sat next to George on the bed. George shook his head as he stared at the scorched floor boards of their room.

"I love her a lot Fred. And wish I could say that I want you to feel like this, but no one should ever feel like this. Love hurts," George said to him, and Fred just watched him before wrapping his arms around him. George returned it, needing to feel the bond with his twin more than ever.

"She'll come back George. I know she will," Fred said matter-of-factly. George didn't say anything and Fred got up and left him to his own thoughts. George pulled out the ring again and sighed before placing it back in the drawer, hoping that sometime soon he'll be able to put it on her finger sometime soon.

A/N: That was the end of the story! But there will be an epilogue! See you soon, and review!