Hey everyone! Sorry it took me so long to add another chapter. I had a surprise that I was not expecting. Spring Break weekend, my best friend called me and asked if I could come over this week and I said yes. I don't get to see her that much because she lives like two hours away, so please forgive me. I got back from Winterfest 2012 9;30 Sunday night and my friend picked me up at 10;00 that night. I don't get to see her that often, so we usually spend the holidays together. So, I had a chance to write a little bit then, but not much. I had to write while I was at the library. Then, the whole thing happened with my computer. I was really sad that it took so long for someone else to review : ( But, someone finally did, so I'm really happy now : ) Then, I had that pesky MCT2. I'm so sorry. It's the end of the year, so we're really busy. Honestly, I'll probably not be able to do much updating until school is all over with. Anyway, here's the next chapter. Hopefully it being long will make up for not updating in a while! I hope you enjoy it! :)

Veronica's POV

Phew, that was close. I really have to watch my expressions. If Narcissa had caught on, it could raise some serious suspicion, especially since I'm known as a 'daddy's little girl' to everyone outside of White Rose. So, maybe it wasn't a good idea to sign up for P.P.P. in White Rose the day before I started my new job officially. I had ended up staying out of the house until around 5:00 a.m., and awake until 6:00 a.m. Then, I had to start work at 7:00 a.m.

I continued to look through the clothes with many different questions going through my mind. How could I have been so lucky? Them coming here saves so much trouble. The meeting at White Rose last night was mainly about Aquamarine, and it had gone late into the night….

I laid in bed listening closely for the sound of my parents moving around. They had told me earlier that they had to go to a 'special meeting.' Psh, like I didn't really know what they were doing. They had raised me well informed on the dark arts, so I knew a lot. Probably a lot more than they ever expected. I knew enough to know that they were death eaters. I knew enough to know that they were evil, that they enjoyed the pain of others. Some parents, huh.

As I listened even closer then before, I could hear my parents walking softly down the hall, as if they thought I was asleep and they were caring parents that didn't want to disturb me. In reality, they were a couple of butt kissing death eaters that didn't want they're 'little girl' to be involved in the 'family business' until I was one hundred percent ready, which they think is coming closer and closer. After the Dark Lord had been defeated, the death eaters went into panic like a bunch of chickens without their heads. They're probably coming up with what they are supposed to do. I mean, come on. It's pretty pathetic when you get defeated by a one-year-old, especially when you claim to be this all powerful wizard. That must've given a great blow to their confidence in him. If it didn't, then they're even bigger idiots than White Rose takes them for, and we already think that they are mindless idiots.

I got snapped out of my thoughts when I suddenly didn't hear anymore movement from my parents. They must have been called and transported through their marks. It was deadly useful as any of the other people could call a meeting and you would instantly be transported there. At the same time, the master holds a certain amount of your freedom as they could take you from anywhere, anytime. It was twisted, but hey, I've killed more than enough people in my time in White Rose. I've been apart of it since I was about eleven years old. I've learned a lot. However, in all of that time, I seem to not have learned how to be on time, as I was late for it tonight already.

I slipped out of bed and straitened out my clothes as I looked into my long mirror. I was wearing black white-washed skinny jeans with a sparkly silver top that went down to just above my belly button. My dark hair was strait and long, as usual with my face clear and my make-up perfectly done by magic. I was wearing my sparkly silver, knee-high boots that went perfectly with my shirt. After I finished looked in the mirror to make sure that I looked perfect, I grabbed my chain of my amulet, pulling it out from under my shirt and willed it to take me to headquarters. There was a bright white flash, and then I was surrounded by a sea of bodies, all moving to the beat in a different way.

"So, what do you think of this?" I said, holding up a black and champagne colored dress. It has a ruched bodice with thin shoulder straps and a banded waist. The back has a corset lace up design. The full ball gown skirt is adorned with shimmering sequins. "It is a beautiful, elegant dress that I think could look amazing on her."

"I think it looks alright," she says as she turns back to the rack in front of her and goes back to looking at other dresses. I put in my other hand next to the other dress and went back to my memories….

I started moving out of the center of the dance floor and headed towards the bar. The beat of the bass was booming through the speakers and shaking the very room we were in. When I finally made it through the crowd and the bar was in view, I could see a couple of my friends there drinking smoothies. I walked up behind them, planning to sneak up on them, but it back-fired when they both chorused together saying, "Hey Veronica." while David continues saying, "It's freakin' Halloween. What was your reason for being late this time?" with his famous 'you-better-have-a-bloody-good-reason-for-what-you-did look.

David Greene is a muggleborn that was born in America, though he and his family moved to England when he got accepted into Hogwarts. Even now, six years later, he still had that distinctive American accent. David had the classic pretty boy look, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was tall, but not freakishly tall, and he was strong and had quite a few muscles, but he wasn't totally buff. It was pretty easy for him to blend in with a crowd, which is why he is one of our main undercover chameleons, which are people of White Rose that hide in plain site to find out information without getting caught. They can't get caught. Ever. And they never do.

David is perfect for the job because there's not much that is really all that memorable about him, unless you really get to know him. He has simple dirty blonde hair with red tips and blue eyes that, somehow, hardly stand out. He doesn't have any tattoos or scars to remember him by. That is, at least not where most people can see them. He is pretty much the dad of our small group of friends. The responsible one. The one everyone looks to for wisdom and guidance. However, he still tends to be a major pain in the butt when he goes all 'overprotective daddy' on us.

I rolled my eyes at him and sat between him and Adam on the leather stool while saying, "Sorry, daddy, I bloody got held up by the death worms."

Adam nods his head and says, "Ah, that makes sense. The same probably happened to Katniss too," while sending a pointed look towards David, then looking back at me. "I said that you had probably gotten held up by the Death Breaths, but someone," he said giving David another pointed look that indicated that he had annoyed Adam with his over-worrying, and continued looking back at me, "had totally freaked our, thinking that your parents had taken you with them to their 'special meeting,'" while putting air quotes around 'special meeting.'

Adam Lauer is the opposite of David. Not only is he a pureblood, but no matter where he goes, he always gets noticed somehow, which can actually be quite helpful in missions. He is usually the bait or the distraction. He is huge. His muscles are gigantic and he is like 6" tall. His dark auburn hair is always in spikes and the tops of the spikes are green, showing his house pride. He and David are opposites in more than just their looks; they also have opposite houses at Hogwarts. Adam is in Slytherin and David is in Gryffindor, which is what makes it so weird for them to be best friends. Mind you, since Adam doesn't have death muncher parents, he can do whatever he wants and be friends with whoever they want. Even though they are best friends, they are still majorly competitive, like any other normal guys. Seriously Competitive.

Anyway, Adam is really outgoing and laid back. He was mainly a 'go with the flow' type of guy. It took a lot to get him all worked up, so it didn't happen often. He was really attractive, and he used it to his advantage. He was a total ladies man. He was a great friend though. He keeps our little group grounded with his constant joy. When the world is falling apart, he'll be the one laughing and roasting marshmallows.

David scoffed and looked affronted while saying, "Well, sorry for actually worrying about our girls."

I stand back up and jumped on his lap, hugging him while smiling as I said, "Aww! David, you do care!" with a big loud kiss on his cheek.

He rolls his eyes at my antics, used to them, and pushes me off, making sure I didn't fall on the floor, while wiping at his cheek. "Ugh, I swear you act like you were born in a barn."

I looked at him with innocent eyes and said, "But I did." The boys looked at me confused so I continued, saying, "After all, I've lived with an ass and a bitch for 17 years of my life." After I said that, Adam burst out laughing while David rolled his eyes.

After a few minutes, Adam finally calmed down and said, "Dude, lighten up! I mean, come on. Veronica giving you a wacky version of a kiss on the cheek is probably as close as you're ever going to get to getting a kiss from a girl." Then, he smirked as David started to say something and cut him off before he could say anything with, "And no, that does not include your mommy, Davy Bear."

David rolled his eyes and rose to the challenge saying, "Oh, yea? Well, how about this. By the end of tonight, whoever has the most girls' numbers wins."

Adam smirks and says, "Agreed," while shaking David's hand in agreement.

I raise one dark, fine eyebrow at them and asked, "Well, what do you win?" making them look at each other with apprehension. David and Adam looked really deep in thought, so I couldn't resist a perfect moment to mess with them. I laughed, drawing them out of their previous thoughts and said, "Don't hurt yourselves!" as Adam and David scowled at me, pretending to look offended.

Then, Adam snaps his fingers and says, "I know! The loser could do the winner's homework for the first two weeks of school!" with a smug look on his face as he continued, saying, "David, you better buy some extra quills and pieces of parchment for school this year."

David rolled his eyes and said, "It's on like Donkey Kong."

I put my hand on my waist and raised an eyebrow saying, "If you guys roll your eyes any more, I will hex them so that they stay like that until you're 30. See how many girls' numbers you get then."

Adam smiled innocently and said, "Sowwy Mommy!"

I shook my head at them and said, "Oh, go play you're stupid game." They run past me and I follow them with my eyes until I see them knock into Aithne, another member of our little group. Not even noticing who they knocked into, they yelled and apology and ran out of sight. When Aithne finally gets to me, we both say, "Boys will be boys," with a shrug and a laugh.

"Okay, what do you think of this?" I asked as I held up a pretty red dress. It was a Victorian styled dress with lovely delicate flowers adorning the defined waistline and adjustable capped sleeves.

"Do you have it in any other colors?" Narcissa asked, clearly loathing the color. I mentally rolled my eyes at her engagement in the house rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin, despite the fact that she was now out of school.

I fakes a smile and said, "Of course. What color would you like?" as I put my hand on the rack, gesturing to the different colored versions of the dress.

She tapped her chin for a few seconds before saying, "The silver one would be adequate."

I put the red dress back and grabbed the silver one and rested it on my arm along with the other dresses. I then walked to the next rack of dresses and started looking through those as I went back to my memories…..

Aithne is yet another member of our little group. She is a pureblood of Ravenclaw. She has a clear, tan complexion that most girls envy her for. Her silver eyes stand out completely and make her look unique. Her hair is a natural dark, cherry red with highlights and lowlights of different shades and tints of red, which matches her fiery personality perfectly. She was wearing a strapless, sparkly silver dress that matched my clothing choice, which wasn't surprising. No matter how hard we try, we always manage to match somehow. The one time we didn't, we found out that we were both wearing the same exact mix matched socks from Punk World, which is our favorite store, on the same feet.

Punk World isn't actually a 'punk' store. The 'punk' refers to teenagers and young adults, a sort of rebel thing. Most of the kids, teenagers, and young adults shop there. It has reasonable prices, so it's more well known than Calkington's Clothes with us. However, no parents know of it. It is purely run by teenagers and it's at the end of Knockturn Alley with the disguise of an old, abandoned shop, something not uncommon down there. I wanted to work there, but my parents had already gotten me a job at Calkington's Clothes, so I couldn't. I mean, Calkington's Clothes is a pretty good store, but it's really stuffy most of the time as only purebloods tend to shop there because of their high prices. So, yea, I've been pretty ticked off at the Death Worms lately.

Anyway, she even had on boots too! Mind you, they only went to mid-calf and were a sparkly black, but we still both wore boots. It's really odd how we do that without even trying. We get teased a lot by our friends because of it, though they usually don't do it too often because of Aithne. She has a fiery temper to match her flaming hair. She has a sarcastic comment for everything if you get her annoyed enough. She doesn't take crap from anyone, and we all love her. She's brutally honest and fiercely loyal. She's the fire that keeps us going and fighting. We all love her to death, even though we love to annoy her as much as we can.

"Parents hold you up?" I asked her as she sat down next to me at the bar in David's previous seat.

She sighed and said, "Yep. I think they're starting to suspect that I'm leaving at night." She ran her fingers through her hair and said, "They took turns between changing and coming in and checking on me. It took a while before they finally left. I'm going to have to be more careful. I'm going to go home early tonight just in case they get home from their 'special meeting' early. They've already been on my case enough as it is because I'm in Ravenclaw. I swear, you'd think that they would get over it after almost seven years. I can't wait until I'm done with school and I can get out of that hell hole."

I really felt bad for the poor girl. I hated that she had to go through all of this. I hated that any of us had to go through this. She's had Voldemort and his Death Munchies on her mind for a while. She leaned her head on her hand, and I put my hand on her shoulder saying, "Well, on the bright side, it's Halloween tonight! We can have great time tonight. We're having a party after training. I'll make sure that someone puts up time wards."

Most of the kids that have Death Eater parents are forced to become Death Eaters as well, whether they are in White Rose or not. However, if you are in White Rose, you have the choice to either become a spy, or go into hiding with White Rose protecting you. If you go into hiding, you will still have to go on missions, though. You don't have to decide until you're a seventh year. Of course, you don't necessarily have to have Death Eater parents to become a spy, but most of them do. Being a spy is a big sacrifice. You're life could be taken at any second of any day. For there to be no suspicion, you'd have to act exactly like every other Death Eater. You couldn't show one bit of regret, weakness, or mercy. It's terrible, but at least five seventh years out of White Rose become Death Eaters. Thankfully, it has skipped out on our generation and will, hopefully, stay that way for a long time. If Voldemort hadn't of died, I probably would have become a Death Eater, along with a couple other of my friends. Aithne would be between a rock and a hard place. With her heart, she could never become a Death Eater and hurt innocent people. However, with her free spirit, she could never be locked up and kept in hiding. I am so happy that she doesn't have to go through all of that.

She gave me a soft laugh and said, "Thank Merlin for that." Then, she sat up strait as I took my hand back and changed the subject saying, "Where is everyone else?" as she looked around.

I shrugged and said, "Well, David and Adam are off getting girls' numbers and the rest are probably on the dance floor. We'll see them again when it's time for meetings and training."

She smiled and said, "Sounds good. It'll be nice to have just you and me. We haven't had time for it in a long time."

I can't remember the last time Aithne and I just spend some time together alone. I mean, we see each other a lot, but never alone. There is a major difference between us and the rest of the people in our group. Our parents chose to become Death Eaters. They chose to torture and kill people. With the others, if their parents were even Death Eaters, it was because they had been forced to, or they were part of White Rose and had become spies, and even then there weren't that many, only a couple. But it's not the same, and that is why Aithne and I want to spend alone time together. We understand each other more than the rest do. We have more understanding of why we do what we do and how we will react to certain things.

Then she laughed again, sounding more like her normal self, and said, "At least we don't have to worry about trying our best not to strangle Adam." Very true. As much as we loved Adam, he somehow knew exactly what to say to get under our skins.

I laughed and said, "Oh, my. Almost a whole night without Adam. Oh, how shall I survive?" in a very serious and dramatic voice. We only had on strait faces for about three seconds before we just broke out laughing. After about three minutes of laughing, our stomachs were killing us, but we still couldn't stop laughing.

"I think," I choked out, still laughing, but trying hard to talk, "we really should stop laughing."

"Oh, my cheesenip. I think someone spiked our drinks!" she yelled out before laughing once again, only this time it was louder.

I kept laughing and choked out, "We don't have drinks!" before yelling out, "Oh, no! The gummy bears have started! They are taking over the world! They are messing with our heads!" Aithne looked at me like I was crazy and then we both started laughing even harder.

Then, my poor stomach was killing me from all the laughing. Finally, I fell off of my stool and we laughed so hard our faces were red. I was practically hugging the stool to keep myself up, which apparently was funny to her and she laughed even harder. Then, she did something that put me over the edge. She snorted. She put her hand to her face with a astonished look on her face and then I was on the floor holding my stomach and laughing harder than possible. I must have looked funny, because then Katniss started laughing again, but way harder.

As that was going on, Charles, the bartender, walked over to us to see both of us laughing hard; me on the floor with my face red and holding my stomach, and Katniss laying her head on the table with her face beet red and her hitting the bar with her fist. He raised his eyebrow at us as we slowly started to calm down and I was starting to get up and sit back in my stool. We were panting when I finally sat back on my stool while Charles said, "Having fun?" which sent us into another fit of giggles.

He sighed, rolled his eyes and said, "I'll have to keep a mental note to not let you have any sweets tonight."

We immediately stopped laughing and pouted saying, "But Charlie!" in baby voices.

He tilted his head to the side and said, "How about this? If you girls can calm down, I might consider sneaking you some treats."

We both smiled widely and said, "Yay!" while clapping our hands and giggling slightly. Charles just rolled his eyes at us and went to go see if anyone else needed drinks or refills.

"How's this?" I asked holding up a purple dress. It has a scoop back with a lace up detail. The bodice is beaded with a ruched band at the empire waistline and thick shoulder straps. The skirt has small pick-ups with beaded adornments. In all, it was pretty impressive.

"I suppose it is kosher," Narcissa replied shortly and went back to looking at dresses.

Silently reminding myself not to talk back, I once again slipped into my memories of last night…

When we were all calmed down again, I asked her about the subject that we would only talk about with each other, and when we were alone. "How is it going at home?"

She sighed and leaned her head onto her hand as she said, in a small, whispery voice, "Well, the Death Breaths have finally stopped pressuring me to become a Death Eater like them. They talked and bragged about it like they were proud of what do, of how they hurt people. I just can't it anymore," while watching her hand draw circles and swirls on the bar. Then, her motions stilled and she lifted her head up, and looked at me with her piercing silver eyes as she said, "I hate," with disgust in her voice as she mentioned her parents, "living in that hell hole. What happens if they get caught or something? What will it mean for me? I hate that I can't do anything about them. I hate them….. I just… I don't know. I don't know what I want…"

My heart hurt for her. I knew what she meant, and it broke my heart. I've had to go through the same problem, except I chose that I would be a Death Eater, a spy. I grabbed her hand held her gaze as I could see some tears falling past her strong façade. I said, "If they get caught, you can get out of it. You have all of us here for you, we could think of something. And, you're almost seventeen. No matter what you decide, you still don't have to stay with them."

She gave me a small, sad smile and said, "Yea, I do know that… I just don't know how long I have to decide."

I replied with, "You have as long as you need, we will help you and support you. All you have to do is stay neutral until you come up with the answer."

She gave me a true smile and wiped her eyes clean of tears, then came over to me and hugged me as she said, "Thank you."

Then, suddenly, we all heard the director come through the speakers. The music was off and all the members were still and quiet.

"Gente bien. Es el momento de llegar al entrenamiento. Los hechizos de tiempo están preparándose para ponerse en marcha, hasta llegar a las áreas de formación. Usted sabe sus horarios en unos instantes. Tienes cinco minutos."*

Just after he finished, I knew my schedule. I looked over at Katniss and asked, "Where are you headed to?" as we walked towards one of the many hidden entrances to the training areas. We both slid over the bar and landed gracefully onto our feet and grabbed a fake fire whiskey off of the wall in a fluid motion. The floor immediately disappeared from underneath our feet and we slid towards the training floor.

She grinned at me and said, "I have Hand-to-Hand Combat and Stealth for two and a half hours with Mr. Hong, then Mixed Languages with Ms. Ellsworth for an hour, and after that, I have snack for fifteen minutes. My last class is Mixed Skills with Mr. Swindoll."

Soon after she finished, the chute reached its end and we landed lightly on our feet. "I grinned right back at her and said, "You have the same schedule as me!" as we laughed and walked down the hall towards our training room. The halls were a lot like Hogwarts, but the portraits did not move or talk. They were paintings made by the members of White Rose. The soft, comfortable floor was black and white with giant pictures of white roses. All around, there was laughter and loud talking coming from a flood of people. They were in all different shapes and sizes, all looking refreshed after the couple hours of enjoying the party upstairs. Now that everyone was surrounded by friends and trusted ones, we were all at peace, no stress…. Too bad it didn't last very long.

Suddenly, all of the paintings were replaced with a blinding, bright white filling the hallways, making everyone heading to their areas freeze in their tracks. We all hit the ground and stayed there, trying to see through the white light. Trying to figure out what was going on. Then, it all stopped and it was pitch black. Suddenly, a voice came through the darkness and said, "That means that there is an emergency meeting."

Now knowing that there were no intruders, everyone got out their wands and cast, "Lumos," and light flooded through the hallway…..