An: This whole chapter is in Mira's POV…oh and my Voldemort doesn't look all snake like… I think it has more effect if he looks somewhat more like a human being… lol… Enjoy!

Chapter twenty one: Dancing with danger.

OoOo Mira-Bella oOoO

I had just sat down on the Large Leather couch when Jace walked into the room. I looked up at him as he walked over to me and sat down beside me. It was the first time I had even considered talking to him in the last week.

"What did it say?" He asked, his voice shaking.

"Tonight," I said looking him in the eye. "He will have a Portkey set up for me tonight at twelve near the front gates." I was surprised at how calm my voice sounded compared to his. It may have has something to do with the fact that I had spent the past week convincing myself that everything would be okay and that I had absolutely nothing to worry about.

"Please don't go through with this Brianne." He said running a hand through his already disheveled hair. I had noticed that it had become more of a nervous habit than it had once been. He had never done this before I got us into this mess, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"I have too." I said playing with my necklace; I had placed a charm on it so that whenever I touched it, I instantly calm down. "You know that Jace…" I glanced up at him again. When you looked at him properly, you could clearly see how tired he was. His face was paler than normal and you could see the heavy bags that rested beneath his crystal blue eyes. This person before me wasn't the Jace I knew and loved, this was only a shadow of him, and I was afraid that if I blinked he wouldn't quite be there. "I'll be fine…" I said with certainty. "And I can't do this without you; I need you to help me this one time."

"What do you need me to do?" He asked me in defeat, I had a feeling he would do just about anything for me. I took his hand in mine and smiled dejectedly, this would be the hardest part."

~four hours later ~

I slowly pulled my cloak on over my shoulders and looked in the mirror. I could only hope that I looked the part and that my acting skills would work out in the end. I couldn't help but sigh as I fastened the silver snake clasp at the top of the cloak. I could feel the courage potion I had taken beginning to work.

As I reached the door of the common room, I quickly glanced back at Ally. I could tell that this was going to be another tough night for her, I could see her tossing and turning in the dim moonlight that filled the room. "Love you Butter." I said quietly, I could only begin to imagine what she would go through if anything happened too me. It's not the easiest thing to lose your best friend. With one last glace at my best friend, I opened the door.

I slowly made my way down the winding stairs and into the common room, where I found Jace. He was pacing in front of the fireplace and muttering to himself.

"Jace," I said breaking the silence of the room, I watched as he looked up at me. I gave him a small smile.

"Brianne…" Jace said in a pleading voice as he walked over to me. "Please, don't go through with it." I could see the sincerity in his crystal blue eyes as he said it. I could slowly feel my heart breaking. I didn't want to see him in this much agony.

"Jace, trust me." I whispered as I wrapped my cloak tighter around my shoulders. "Please, cast the spell." I said with a small smile. Jace knew what the plan was, and it was fairly simple. He had to make me forget certain things, things like why I suddenly want to help my grandfather and what my goals were. I had to truly believe that I wanted to join him in his quest for world domination. I had no doubt in my mind that he would read my mind.

"Brianne." He choked out and I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see the pain in his eyes. "I don't want to lose you." He said cupping my face with his hand. "I love you too much to lose you." My heart stopped as the words left his lips. He loved me; he had never said that in so many words.

"I love you too Jace," I said, "but you have to do this for me. It will only be for a little while." I said before I kissed him lightly on the lips. "Let me do this."

"Please…"

"Everything will be fine, and the moment I get back you can reverse it." I said as I pulled my hood over my head. I carefully took hold of his left hand, his wand hand, and slowly brought it up as I moved away from him. This way, all he had to do was say the words. I looked at his eyes and not his wand, which was now pointed at me. "Jace, help me stay safe. He won't ever suspect a thing."

I felt his hand shake as he took in a breath and closed his eyes. "Obliviate!" He said quietly and without meaning, but the spell did its job.

I felt my mind go blank; it was almost as if I were waking up from a dream. I stood still as I waited for my vision to un-fog so that I could go to the Portkey. When I got my vision back I was standing in the empty common room with my mission on my mind. I pulled my wand out and made my way onto the grounds. As soon as I reached the gates, and just in front of the tall Iron Gate sat a small tin cup. I knew it was the Portkey since it was so out of place, but then again it had already begun to glow. I quickly grabbed onto it.

I winced in pain as I felt my body being pulled through what felt like, what I would describe as, a sharp metal tube. It was much like side long apparition, only more unnatural. To my great pleasure the sensation ended as quickly as it had begun and I landed on the cold hard ground.

"Miranda." I heard a cold voice address me as I rose swiftly to my feet. I let my eyes drift around my surroundings. I was in a large windowless office with a high ceiling. I had no doubt that it was deep underground, it was too dank and musty to be anywhere above ground. I let my eyes wander past the large shelves full of medieval books, darks spell books, the miscellaneous dark objects and the strange devices that now filled the room; my eyes came to a stop when they finally rested on the man behind a large oak desk.

He sat with his hands folded delicately on the desk before him, the sleeves of his dark robes nearly surpassing his knuckles. I could see the dark glint in his dark red eyes as he observed me with great scrutiny and suspicion. His face was composed and so emotionless that I began to see just how inhuman he really was. His face was virtually unchanged from the last time I had seen him, it was just as gaunt and handsome as I remembered, if not more pale.

"Grandfather," I said as I bowed to him. "It is good to see you again." I was surprised at how composed my voice sounded, in fact, for a moment I wasn't sure that it was my own.

"Why don't you have a seat?" He said motioning for me to sit in the most ornate chair I had ever seen. It had a high top and smooth leather surfaces, and the top of it was jewel encrusted. I moved forward gracefully and sat down on the beautiful chair.

"I was quite surprised when I received you letter a few days ago," he said unfolding his hands, "I was under the impression that you would be a lost cause." He eyed me with suspicion as he picked up his wand and twisted it through his fingers. "Why is it," he paused for emphasis, "that you suddenly wish to take up my offer?" He asked cutting straight to the point. He wasn't one to beat around the bush.

I took in a deep breath and prepared for what was to come, I knew from the moment he said it that I wouldn't need to answer. I could already feel his prying eyes. I knew that he had begun to search my mind for anything that could prove useless, I could feel the clammy touch of the old magic taking hold of me and claiming me as its own. I kept my mind as composed as possible, as to not raise suspicion or let anything unwanted slip. I could feel him picking and prying at my thoughts and memories, the sensation sent chills up my spine.

I was relieved when I felt him leave my mind; it was like a weight had been lifted. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he believed the façade that I had worked so hard to maintain, and I knew that I was in. I could also, without a doubt, tell that he couldn't quite trust me. That was to be expected. Considering that he barely knew me and I was coming from the enemy's lair, trust was something that I was going to have to obtain over time and it wasn't going to be easy. In fact it would be nearly impossible.

"Well, I have to say I had my doubts about you." He said plainly as he pushed his wand to the side . "I thought this would be some poorly thought out ruse." He looked me in the eye. "But I see that you truly believe in my cause." He couldn't have been more wrong.

"Yes, Grandfather." I said earnestly. "Their cause just has so many holes in it…" I said with disgust. An evil smile spread across his face.

"You will be a wonderful addition to my group. In time you could be one of my most trusted members." He said.

"It would be an honor, sir." I said proudly. So far I was in.

"But," He said with a threatening gleam in his eyes, "If you so much as do one thing to make me doubt you, then you will be wishing that you had never been born." He paused to make sure it sunk in. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir, as clear as crystal."

"Good, you are free to return to school, I will call on you when I hold the next meeting. Do not disappoint ." He told me, and before I could reply, I was hurtling through space.

~Later~

"Bri!" I heard a voice say as I landed back in the common room with a loud thud. I then heard this person mumble something.

"Jace." I croaked out as I remembered who he was, the whole situation came flooding back to me. I felt his hands on either side of my waist as he attempted to help me up off of the floor. The moment I was on my feet, I threw my arms around his neck and buried my head in his chest. His arms slid around my waist as he kissed the top of my head. "I did it," I mumbled into his shirt. "He believes that I am on his side." I almost laughed through all of my hysteria.

"You mean he really fell for it?" His voice sounded relived. "He isn't going to kill you?" I shook my head as I glance up at him.

"No," I smiled. "Though it will take time for me to gain his complete trust, but he no longer has reason to question my loyalty." I laughed, I knew I sounded crazy. "I don't think we will have to worry about him digging through my mind, he seemed pretty satisfied with all that he found."

"That's great Brianne," I could hear the change in his voice, he sounded relieved. "I was so worried about you; I thought I would never see you again." He said laying his cheek on the top of my head.

"I told you that I would be fine." I said as I moved so that our foreheads met. "I'm still in one piece…"

We stood in silence for a few moments and just spoke through our eyes¸ I could feel something pass between us, though I'm not really sure what it was. It was kind of like an understanding or an agreement between the two if us.

"I love you." He said finally breaking the silence. There were those three words again; the ones that made my heart skip a beat and my stomach fill with butterflies. He kissed me before I could even reply. I could practically feel the electricity coursing through my body as he kissed me. This was something different from all of the other times we had kissed. It was like this one meant more; it was so simple that it was almost intimate.

I could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he pulled me closer and I could feel his hands trembling from where they rested on my waist. When we broke apart I whispered 'I love you more.' Just as he was about to kiss me again I held up my hand stopping him, "You need to get some sleep." I said touching the deep bags beneath his eyes. "It's not healthy for you to look that tired." I took a step back. "Good night Jason." I said as I backed up towards the stairs. We smiled at each other and then I turned and walked up the stairs. I was so tired that I was more than glad it was Friday night. It meant I could sleep as long as I wanted too.

As I shut the door behind me, I slid the cloak off of my shoulders and tossed it onto my trunk and turned to face Ally. She was still tossing in her sleep. I carefully, as to not wake the others, crept over to her bed and knelt down beside it.

"Ally." I whispered as I shook her arm a little. "Ally wake up." I said shaking harder, this time she jumped up. I threw my hand over her mouth so that she wouldn't scream.

Her panicked eyes softened when she realized it was only me. I moved my hand.

"Merlin, Brianne, you just about gave me heart failure." She said rubbing her eyes. I laughed.

"I did it, he believes me." Her eyes grew wide with horror and shock.

"You did what!" She hissed. "You danced with death and didn't tell me!" She sounded genuinely upset with me, not that I blame her.

"I'm telling you now." I laughed quietly. "and besides, I didn't want to worry you. It was really no big deal." I whispered as I thought about the nights events.

"You have to tell me all about it!" Ally whispered excitedly, what did he do? Did he torture you? Read your mind? Threaten you?" I rolled my eyes.

"I will tell all of you about it in the morning; I really want to get some sleep. I couldn't let you sleep restlessly while I slept like a baby, so I thought I would ease your mind." I said standing up and walking over to my own bed. "Night." I said as I sunk into my pillow, I never heard her reply.

OoOo A/N oOoO

DUNDUNDUH! Lol. And so there was chapter twenty one… :P I hope you liked it. I was pleased with it, I know I spent a day and a half perfecting it… and that was just the little things… I have suddenly became obsessed with making it perfect and so yeah… lol

I decided to give Voldemort a personality makeover because a few people have been upset with how I write him; well this is my way of trying to please a few of those people. I don't mean to write him in a way that would be a 'disgrace to the books' Its just that when I started this story I had a distinct way I wanted to portray him. In most of my other stories I have kept him true to his character it's just that with this one I wanted him to be different. But the Voldemort from Brianne's world was just as cold hearted as you would think he is. That's how I planned to write him for this. It's mostly to show how much changed because of all she did. I hope that made sense.

1. So did you like it? Love it? Hate it?

2. What do you think will happen next, not that I don't already know… lol

3. What was your favorite part? Mine would have to be the paragraph where I was describing Voldemort's appearance, I spent so much time on the little details of how he looked that I nearly went insane :P

4. What has been your favorite chapter?

5. Was Voldemort portrayed to his best evil like ways? Lol if that made sense.

6. Will he ever trust Brianne enough to disclose the locations of his soul… lol

Okay, that's enough questions for today… lol. So please Review, you don't know how much they mean to me… and to my 200th reviewer (rpattzluver) I will have the character up as soon as I can :P

~Taylor (Slytherin at heart)