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Knockturn Alley, 8am, the 1st of January 1995

Sarah Pov

The air around me was thick with magic. I was sitting at the Witches Cauldron, a small pub near the entrance of the alley. The vampires were late. The time to meet was to be 8am, I had already been sitting for 15 minutes. Quietly just observing my surroundings. I would give them three more minutes before I would leave. Briefly the thought that it could be a trap crossed my mind. My wand was loosely in my hand as my eyes darted around. Suddenly my back tensed as I saw four people with red eyes approaching me. The thing that caught me the most off guard was the honey blond Cullen that was approaching, his eyes a muddy red, unblinking. He held a small smirk on his face.

Jasper.

My grip on my wand tightened. Did he leave the Cullens? Where was Alice? From what George and Fred had filled us in on, she had gotten a donated leg after my spell torched hers off. I wasn't aware that was a thing until I heard of it. My father and Rosier both stood behind me under disillusionment charms. They weren't to interfere unless I was attacked. "Miss. Malfoy." I stood gracefully as the Volturi and Jasper approached." Mr. Whitlock?" I asked with a cold tone. My eyes hard not giving any emotions away.

He bowed slightly to me," At your service ma'am." He said, his southern accent coming out thickly. " Why aren't you with your coven?" I asked with a slight sneer. " I haven't officially been with the Cullens since our departure in Forks." I looked toward the other three vampires; I wouldn't acknowledge them as royalty. "Miss. Malfoy, let me introduce you to the three vampire kings of Italy. From left to right. Caius, Aro, and Marcus Volturi. " Jasper spoke as he tilted his head.

I gave a small curtsey in acknowledgment. " Sarah Athena Malfoy, Heiress to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Malfoy." I introduced myself. Without waiting for their acknowledgment, I gestured for them to follow me. " Come, let's go somewhere more private." My father and Rosier stood to my left and right, by now the vampires would probably be able to smell their scents, we still didn't want them to know who they were even if they knew they were there.

We made our way to one of the pubs meeting rooms quietly. My thoughts were reeling. What could they want from me? I was just a dark witch. Upon arriving to the room, I gestured them in. Once I entered, I set up a quick eavesdropping and locking charm.

" I was under the impression; I was only meeting with you Mr. Whitlock. " I said with a cold look.

"If I may, Miss. Malfoy." Aro began to speak. I turned to him with an icy look, nodding slightly. " We were passing through, disposing of another situation and decided we would attend the meeting personally." He said, his eyes held a gleam as he licked his lips once. My eyes narrowed. "I am not a mere muggle. That has become apparent to you. What more do you want of me?" I asked. My magic swirled around the room in warning.

"You dare question us girl!" Caius growled out as he snarled at me. His eyes becoming pitch black. 'You are not in Italy, and I am not under your regime. Speak to me like that one more time and you will be ash." I spoke. My temper was starting to rise at the prospect of a threat. Aro, gently put a hand on his brother's arm to calm him. His hands were gloved, and I had to wonder why.

" My apologies my lady. My brother does have such a temper. " He spoke, his accent thickening as he said my lady. " We have heard of your Dark Lord. We wish to extend our services, now that we are aware your people are no immediate threat to our kind." " What is in it for you?" I asked accusingly. " A boon." he said simply.

"You will come when we call and assist us with your tasty magic." He said with a twisted smirk.

"Say I agree to getting you a meeting with the Dark Lord, you must be aware that he will most likely agree with conditions. I myself ask you don't look into the Cullens. They are mine to punish." I said, my voice leaving not much room for argument. Marcus looked at me with a slight glint of amusement. He motioned to Aro, Aro gracefully removed his glove, grasping his brothers. "Ah, yes brother." Aro looked back at me "Your terms are agreeable my lady. " He said with a sparkle in his eyes. "I will send a missive through Mr. Whitlock in the coming days with my lords' response. " I said curtly. With a wave of my wand, my father, Rosier, and I walked out leaving the vampires no time to respond.

Just as we were about to walk out the pub, I sensed someone following us. "Wait!" I heard Jasper's voice call out. I paused and looked at him inquisitively. " Yes?" I asked, slight curiosity coated my voice. " I am on your side, My Lady." He stated. My eyebrow raised I tilted my head, waiting for him to continue. Before I could react " I am marked by your mate. " He whispered into my ear, before leaving quickly. My eyes iced over slightly. I needed to speak to Tom.

~ Malfoy Manor~

"TOM!" I yelled as I walked into his bedroom unannounced. My thoughts stopped and my anger dissipated. Standing still was a very shirtless Tom Riddle. His body looked weakened, and a pale grey had started to take over his skin. "What happened?" I asked quietly. With a brief glare, he closed his eyes. Slowly his skin returned to the normal milky tanned skin he usually had. His muscles reformed and he breathed out. " This my dear, is why I need the Potter boy." He stated evenly. Forgetting about my anger I got closer to him and traced the muscles he had along his arms. he tensed and gripped my hands. "Not today." He spoke quietly. " What did you come in here yelling about for?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell me Jasper was one of your death eaters?" I asked. My emotions started to appear through my magic again. Swirling blues and reds were almost visible with my anger and sorrow.

" I allowed him to reveal it to you himself. His original coven and Emmet and Rosalie McCarty are also low-level creature death eaters. Although the Whitlock coven is more willingly to get their hands dirty. The other Esme Cullen is a known spy that I currently have Mr. Whitlock looking into." He said while he buttoned up a slick black robe. " I need to go." I said quickly as I made my way out the room. My thoughts were becoming too much. I needed to let loose a bit. I needed my girls.