Albus Dumbledore glares out the window at the young adults playing in the snow. Specifically at the girl with the wild curly hair. She was becoming a problem.
He used to think he would need her to keep Harry alive, pushing her to learn even if it meant no sleep and a few skipped meals. It worked all of a year. She almost got Black pardoned.
He had not expected her to guide Harry away from him. The way she learned and taught herself and the way she thought... it was too similar to a few certain people. She had an affinity for all magic, a rare case. He was glad the restricted section was removed of dark magic tomes. He didn't need her gaining that knowledge and ability.
He understood part of the reason she was the way she was because she was born of both dark and light. Severus Snape and Marlene McKinnon. Not that anyone knew that. He carefully removed Severus's memories of the child into jars and Tom got rid of Marlene for him. What a prodigy gone wrong, that boy. Either way the action helped in that one case. It had been easy to place a permanent glamour on the toddler and leave her in an orphanage.
He stares down at the curse blocked into his hand. Whatever decision he made he needed to do it soon. He was on a count down. He couldn't let a possible dark lord.. no lady now, running loose after he was gone. Everyone would follow her with Harry at her command. The light would be completely lost.
It was too bad he couldn't have her killed. One as powerful as she even at such a young age? It would possibly do more damage to the UK and other close countries than she would be as a Dark Ruler.
Yes. There was only one place to hold such a dark being.