Arianna Siri-Luna Lillian Draconia Potter
Rise of the Dark Lady
Choosing A Side: What Do I Do
Arianna was getting sick of the fact that nobody would ever give her any answers to most of her questions, at the age of 16 it was now getting ridiculous when she asked what the light side was wanting besides the defeat of Voldemort and the incarceration of the more violent followers the answers where "oh never mind dear." or "not your concern." and "you will be told later." only for the later to never arrive it was getting absurd. The school year was about to begin and none of the promised conversations had happened on top of the strange feeling she had it was as if her magic was evolving or changing somehow, her magic felt like it was pushing against her skin while at the same time the sheer uncomfortable feeling of constant pins and needles was covering her whole person. "What is happening to me." Arianna said as she sat on her bed at Grimmauld place the house had not allowed Ginny and Hermione int the shared bedroom 2 weeks after Arianna had arrived making it harder to fit everyone when it came to sleep arrangements at first the order members had tried to say it was her but a quick spell or two from Bill Weasley had shut them up quickly and a "For Merlin's sake it's the house giving its owner their own bedroom. Leave her alone." She had slammed the door in a rage for that after Bill had wished her good night and walked away.
Arianna had caught herself wishing padfoot was still around as even if he was not allowed to do anything he did always tell her an answer if it really was what she wanted. So here she is sitting on her bed cross-legged with 4 'dark' books laid on the covers open to most relevant pages he could find looking up at her with a glare on her pale face her Avada green eyes pulled into a cold slanted glare as her magic flared causing the air to shift and act like a light wind was shifting her hair. Her body was hurting from this display however she could not stop it she was pissed off that her magic was showing it, in beautiful bold cursive on the top of the pages of each book was the same text MAGICIAL INHERITANCE & WHEN TO EXPECT IT –are you fucking kidding me.- Arianna hissed in parceltongue not realizing she had slipped into the ancient language until "Mistress, are you alright?" came the scratchy voice of Kreacher the resident house elf. "Kreacher yes I am fine, just as bit pissed off at the order, they are keeping this from me, I need answers as I am nervous something is wrong with me." she says gently followed by "you need not call me Mistress you know, I am fully aware you don't like me so forcing yourself to do so is not needed." the old house elf hobbles forward and says "Kreacher is aware Mistress is not like the intruders and traitors, so Kreature will do as Kreacher wants, Mistress is Mistress." Stunned into shock Arianna blinks like her beloved familiar trying to understand what had changed with the crotchety old elf.
"Thank you Kreacher...that does mean a lot to me that you accept me as your mistress...do you know what something called magical inheritance is?" she says closing the books looking at the elf her magic settling under her skin once more "Mistress is going through one now." the old elf says causing Arianna to tilt her head to her right "what do you mean I am going through one now?" she says questioning her hearing "Mistress magic is changing growing and is getting stronger, Mistress can shift the air around with her magic, Mistress eyes are glowing with her magic even when not using her magic...Mistress magic will make larger paths in magical core soon because of it, Traitors and Intruders did not tell Mistress?" he says eyes looking like tennis balls in his head rather than his normal glaring slitted eyes she shakes her head. "Thank you Kreacher, What I need is to know about anything like this, it's so frustrating they will not tell me anything, on top of that they won't tell me what the order and light side want and or stand for. I am beginning to think that I made an error back in my first year when I ignored Malfoys offered hand" she said quietly looking down at the floor and her feet she can also feel her eyes start to water.
Over the last two years she was starting to regret a lot of her decisions regarding her life, the main one was not saying anything when Ron had told Malfoy where to go when she had met the platinum blonde for the second time on the train, the next was not allowing the sorting hat to put her where it thought she would do best, and the last thing she regretted the most was running off to the Department of Mysteries and in turn getting her godfather killed she hated herself for that one massive fuck up. "Mistress need not cry...if Mistress wants Kreacher can talk to Mistress Narcissa and see if willing to meet." Kreacher says trying to help his distressed mistress she shakes her head "there is no point in bothering her, she will likely not come anyway I am the enemy of her Lord so even if I did ask it won't go over well." she says picking up the books standing up and moving them to the beautiful desk in the corner of the room then returning to her bed and pulling the covers over herself "wake me in the morning if in am not down before 9am if you don't mind Kreacher, Good night." she says closing her eyes and drifting off hearing a "yes mistress, Sleep well Mistress." form the old elf.
Kreacher on the other hand had a small smile on his wrinkled face eyes shining like he had been told his beloved master had returned from his grave, with a snap of elven magic he disappeared and reappeared in a different house. "What... Kreacher?" a shocked elegant female voice rang out "Mistress Narcissa Kreacher is sorry for bothering you and the Young Lord Malfoy but ... Kreacher is wanting to help his new Mistress but is not able to ... Kreacher should not have come Kreacher knows but Mistress is in distress and no one to help her." he says head down and looking nervous "New mistress? Mother does he mean Potter?" Draco said looking at his mother his silvery grey eyes widening. "What is this issue with your new mistress elf" a male voice rings out causing all to jump "My lord, what a surprise to see you." Narcissa says "Easy dear lady I meant no harm, well elf?" Voldemort's voice rings out again Kreacher flinches but stays in place answering "Mistress is going through the magical inheritance and knows nothing about it, the...y tell her nothing when she asks and turn her away like a child, Mistress said before going to sleep Mistress thinks Mistress made an error in judgment by ignoring young lord Malfoys hand. Kreature knows not when this happened so is unsure about this." he replies voice shaking when he must change words due to the fidelius charm kicking into defend the location.
Looking to the dark lord crossing the room to the black single chair and waiting for his thoughts Draco's eyes narrowed in confusion "She thinks she made a mistake? Then why not fix it right away?" he says voicing his train of thought "it could be young Draco that it is only now she is seeing the order as they truly are, a group of backstabbing and lying idiots or she could be looking for answers and in turn they are keeping her in the dark to use her." Voldemort says tilting his head to the right and resting it on his palm in a casual manner "why come to me though Kreacher?" Narcissa asks the nervous elf. "Kreacher mentioned I could if Mistress desired it, mistress was certain your answer would be no given the current ... issues at hand." came his calmer reply knowing he was at least being heard and at getting the young mistress some help if all went well. "Kreacher what does Potter know?" said Draco "Mistress only knows what she read from the b...ooks in library and what she overhears when listening behind walls and doors, so not much in truth." Three sets of eyes widen while one mouth drops open "Draco you will catch fly's darling." says Narcissa tapping his chin at the light touch his mouth snaps shut "The old fool really is just using the poor girl. Severus was right it would seem...the girl truly is just defending and protecting herself... Kreacher if I give you a letter to give to her will you do so?" Voldemort says summoning a quill ink and parchment the old elf nods and shakes slightly from excitement. "Dark Lord will help Mistress?" he says quietly looking at the man as he finishes the letter signing it "only if she wishes for my help, now if you please give this to her in the morning...Good Night. Lady Malfoy, Young Draco." he says rising from the chair giving the letter to the elf and leaving the room in a simple movement "Kreacher be going now Mistress Narcissa." the old elf says twitching slightly "yes of course off you go Kreacher." Narcissa says dismissing the old elf back to her old house "Mother are they really trying to keep her in the dark about her own magic and out of the fighting to protect her I doubt it very much or are trying to keep her ignorant so that she doesn't catch on to them I see this as more likely." Draco says looking at his mother.