The Sugar Quill
Author: Hermione L. Black  Story: Dark Magic  Chapter: Part 2
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"Allen. What did that mean?" Lena asked her older brother.

"It means we get a break to move around," Allen said leading her to a corner where they could see everything without much difficulty.

"Well, I know that. I meant what was Mr. Malfoy talking about."

"He was giving us new assignments. Next, we're going to need you. You need to show us what you can do. You're going to have to fence with a professional fencer. You're a critical part of this plan Lena."

"And that plan is?" Lena asked calmly.

"Our Lord needs Harry Potter."

Lena's eyebrows went up. "Needs?" She said skeptically.

"Lena," Allen said in a warning voice. "Yes. Needs."

"All right." She sighed. "What do I have to do? And who am I fencing with?"

"Well, that's what you're going to find out isn't it. And you're fencing with Master


Lenas jaw dropped. "What?!" Master Si-Cham was the most experienced fencer in practically forever.

Allen grinned evilly at her. "Yes. Mum thinks you're ready for this. All right, there's Lucius. Come on. It's time." Lena followed Allen back to the circle.

"Lena Ddiler." Lucius Malfoy said. "Are you ready?"

Lena stepped forward and nodded firmly. At the other end of the circle, a figure in black robes came forward. The figure took off his robe, Lena did the same. Then they both came forward and met in the middle of the ring and shook hands. Master

Si-Cham was about thirty, had mouse-brown hair and gray eyes. As Lena looked up at him he sneered. oh no, I'm in trouble, Lena thought. They both took out there swords and stood at the guard position. Mrs. Ddiler came forward and stood next to them.

"You both know the rules. This is a duel to the death." Si-Cham had a look in his eyes that was part poor you and part you are dead.

Mrs. Ddiler took a few steps backward and said, "guard." Si-chan swung at Lena's head, she flipped backward a couple of times. He lunged and Lena parried. I don't like being just defensive she thought and thrust her sword and slashed up. Si-Cham blocked it and got ready to attack, but Lena had beaten him to it. She went at him in a flurry of movements. The last one he almost didn't block in time. Lena could see the fury in his eyes as he went for her. She blocked his attack and whipped her sword up and around in a circle.

The room was completely silent except for the clang of the two swords and the shuffling feet.

Si-chan swung at her arm. Lena didn't move fast enough to avoid it, and the blade cut her arm. She winced, and Si-chan took advantage of her moment of distraction. He twisted his sword around Lena's.

Lena knew what he was going to do. He was trying to disarm her, and with this particular way, you either let go of your sword or you get your wrist broken, ether way you dropped your sword. Lena decided to let go, her sword flying behind Si-Cham, and backed away. Si-Cham had a look of triumph in his eyes.

Lena didn't look like much, but she was a good actor, and pretended to be terrified. Just a couple more feet, she thought. Then, to everyone's surprise, she ran toward Si-chan and somersaulted over his head. She grabbed her sword as she landed and stabbed Si-chan in the chest as he whipped around to face her. He stared at her in amazement then crumpled to the ground.

Lena went over, retrieved her sword, wiped it on her victim, and sheathed it. The silence was almost deafening.

She looked around, Draco Malfoy was staring at her, open mouthed, Pansy Parkinson and Crystal were wearing similar expressions, and Allen's was one of pride.

Mrs. Ddiler came forward and said, "the victor." Although she spoke softly, her voice carried to everyone.

She led Lena back to the circle. "Now," said Mr. Malfoy, breaking the silence. "We must discuss what the plans are. Lena, your mission is to get Harry Potter and bring him to our Lord. If that is not possible, kill him. The statue of Willa Tanga on the seventh floor is a Portkey. You can use that when necessary. The Imperious Curse won't work, he can throw it off, and you all ready know Avada Kedavra, though you probable won't need it."

"Yes Sir," Lena replied.

They discussed other things so she had time to think. Kill him? Why do they need me to do it? She asked herself. They all ready have Malfoy, Crystal and Pansy there.

"Lena, Lena!" She was brought back to reality with an unpleasant bump. Allen was tapping her on the shoulder. "What?" Lena demanded.

"It's time for you to go."

"Fine. Come on Mithrander, Mindelan," Lena called to her cats.

"So, have any questions?" Allen asked her once they were out in the hallway.

"Yes," she admitted. "Why wasn't our lord there, Why was Snape there, why are they using me and how on earth am I supposed to get Potter to follow me? 'Hello Potter, would you mind coming with me to see Lord Voldemort and be killed?'" She said.

Allen laughed. "Our Lord wasn't there because he's attending to some other business, Snape is a Death Eater, Draco Malfoy and Potter hate each other, Pansy's Malfoys girlfriend and hates Potter too, Crystal wouldn't be able to do it and you're new so you haven't gotten a bad reputation with the Gryffindors yet. And I believe Potter doesn't have a girlfriend."

Lenas jaw dropped. "You want me to what?!" She squeaked.

Allen gave her a stern look and said, "Yes, you're going to do it. By the New Year you're going to have Harry Potter in the palm of your hand."

Lena muttered something darkly. "What?" Allen asked. "Nothing." She snapped furiously.

"Good. Here," Allen said, handing Lena something in a handkerchief. "It's your Portkey to get back to Hogwarts. But I want to tell you somthin-" But Lena had picked up her cat's and touched the Portkey. She felt a tug behind her navel. She was instantly transported to the Great Hall. Of course, they couldn't give me a Portkey that would get me to the Slytherin common room. That would be too easy.

She heard someone coming. She quickly put Mithrander and Mindelan down, tapped herself with her wand and muttered, "Invisibleus." She was instantly invisible.

To her surprise a ginger-haired cat walked in, bottlebrush tail held high. When it saw Mithrander and Mindelan, the hair on it's back stood up and it started hissing.

Lenas cat's, who were washing themselves, looked up and glared at the cat and went back to washing.

"Oh no! No Crookshanks!" Lena heard a voice.

The cat called Crookshanks walked forward, still hissing. When it came within two feet of them, Mithrander and Mindelan stopped washing themselves and stood up. Mithrander yawned. Croockshanks leapt forward.

There was a cry of "No Crookshanks!" And a girl with bushy brown hair appeared out of nowhere. The red-haired boy she had seen with Potter, and Potter himself closely followed her.

"Hermione, Ron, come back!" He called softly.

Lena's cats moved out of the way. Crookshanks leapt for Mithrander, who looked right at Crookshanks and yowled. Crookshanks stopped dead and looked curiously at her.

The girl Hermione took that opportunity to pick up her cat. Mithrander went over to where Lena was standing and rubbed against her legs, purring loudly. When Lena didn't reach down to pet her, Mithrander looked around and meowed at her.

Harry noticed this and said, "All right, we know there's someone there." He heard a sigh and the person he least expected to see appeared out of thin air. Lena Ddiler.

"What are you doing here?" Harry gasped.

"I was looking for my cats," Lena said, reaching down to pick up Mithrander. "What are you doing here?" She asked suspiciously.

"We, uh, came to look at the Halloween decorations," Ron said quickly. The Great Hall did look nice with the giant pumpkins.

"In an Invisibility Cloak? Yeah, right," she said, rolling her eyes. "I guess we're even, because I certainly didn't need to find my cats, and you're definitely not here to see decorations. Well, I have to get going." She set down Mithrander and started towards the door.

"Wait, is To-. " Harry called after her.

She stopped and turned around. "Yes," she said softly. "Tom Riddle is my cousin." When she turned to leave, no one stopped her. Mithrander stopped just long enough to give the cat in Hermione's arms a superior look.

"Poison Ivy," she said when she got to the brick wall that was the entrance to the Slyhterin common room; the password had been changed the week before.

Just as she had sat down in one of the armchairs, Crystal came out of the fireplace, followed closely by Draco, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. They didn't notice her. "Hello," Lena said quietly. Everyone jumped.

"So, it's you is it?" Sneered Malfoy, pulling out hie wand. Mithrander and Mindelan both got up and yowled deep in their throats. Malfoy ignored them.

"Malfoy, the chances of you surviving if you attack me are about ten thousand to zero." Malfoy kept coming. Pansy tried to stop him by grabbing his arm, but he shook her off.

"I see you're going to be difficult." Lena sighed and raised her wand, "Stupefy." Malfoy froze. "If you're mad because I got the job and you didn't Malfoy, well, I didn't ask for it. I don't want it, but I have to do it," her voice was so cold that the temperature seemed to drop.

"I'm sure you can find the counter curse," Lena said over her shoulder as she got up and walked to the girls' dorm, leaving Draco Malfoy frozen in place.


Lena woke up before anyone in the girls dorm. She dressed quickly and decided to get to the Great Hall for breakfast.

After breakfast she went to the library to finish up the homework she was supposed to have done the night before. She spent the rest of the day in the library doing homework. Partly because she had a lot of work to do, partly because she didn't want to encounter any of her fellow Slytherins. It worked pretty well, until around lunch time.

Draco Malfoy found her and didn't leave until she had gotten her wand out of her pocket and started looking down the index of Hex's and Curse's: A step by step guide on how to get rid of your enemies, for good, while tapping her wand on the table. Then he practically ran out of the Library. Lena smirked to herself.

Well, she thought. It apears he's not as brave as he pretends to be.


In November, Quidditch practice began. Slytherins first game was in late November. It was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor. Gryffindor, Lena knew, had been practicing since early October, and they were good. Very good.

Lena wasn't worried though; Slytherin had a good captain who was better then the last one. Or so she was told.

Not one of the old team members was there this year. The captain, John Mackenzie, was very impressed with Lena's broom.

John Mackenzie was a Beater in addition to being the captain. He was joined with Calvin Ganon in this position. Tom Cafasso, Kegan Moore, and Jim Edwards - three strapping boys - were the Chasers for the team. A quick and small fifth year named Alex Brewer was Keeper.

John was very enthusiastic about training. The game was a couple days away and practices were hour-long sessions, every day. They had the morning and Gryffindor had the evening.

Lena had to admit that Slytherin had a good team, and most of her teammates were good people.

"All right," John said, looking around at the team. It was right before the first game of the season for Slytherin. "We are going to win this game. We haven't been together for a long time but we are good. I remember two years ago when Slytherin was in the finals for the cup. It was the last game and it was against Gryffindor. Slytherin almost won. But I'm sorry to say it was because they cheated. We are not going to cheat," he said with emphasis. "I will not have my team winning because they cheated. All right, let's go."

The team left the changing rooms. The noise outside was part cheering and part booing. Lee Jordan was commentating, as usual. "And here's the Slytherin team. Mackenzie, Brewer, Cafasso, Ddiler, Edwards, Ganon and Moore."

The Gryffindor team was all ready out on the field. "Captains, shake hands," Madam Hooch said. John and the Gryffindor captain, Katie Bell, came forward and shook each other's hands.

John smiled at Katie and Lena was surprised to see a look of suspicion flitted across her face. She saw Harry and smiled at him. He looked at her oddly.

"Mount your brooms," Madam Hooch called. And fourteen brooms soared into the air. It felt wonderful. Lena just hung in the air for a couple minutes, waiting for Madam Hooch to let go of the balls. She did, and then Madam Hooch herself pushed off and blew her whistle. "And the Quaffle is immediately taken by Angelina Johnson, of Gryffindor," Lee Jordan said, his magically magnified voice reaching everywhere. "And she's really belting along up there. Stopped by Edwards of Slytherin. Gryffindor in possession. No, Slytherin in possession."

After a while Lena lost interest in what was being said. All she knew was that the commentator seemed to enjoy criticizing the Slytherin team.

She looked around. There! But no, it was just the glimmer of the clasp of a cloak. She glanced over at Harry. Well, she thought grimly. At least he's not having much luck ether.

A Bludger came at her out of nowhere. She dodged it and went back to looking for the Snitch. John sped past her and knocked the Bludger towards a Gryffindor. "Any luck yet Lena?" He called as he went past her. "Not yet," she called back.

Then she saw Potter go into a dive; his face set with concentration.

No! Lena thought savagely. You are not going to get that Snitch. And sped after him. She was lucky that her broom was fast or she never would have caught up. Then she looked where they were headed. What a second! Where's the Snitch? Then it came to her. He was just faking! All right, if that's how you want to play. I was at the world cup last year too!

Just as she had suspected, Harry went out of the dive just a split second before he would hit the ground. Lena, her face set with concentration, leveled out and went skimming along the grass. Her feet almost touching the grass.

Then she saw it. The Snitch. It was hovering near the ground by the Slytherin goal posts. She went for it. She could tell Potter was right behind her. He was level with her. He's a good flyer. Lena admitted to herself. She reached out a hand, and her fist closed on the small winged ball. The stands erupted. Lena stopped her broom and got off. Harry did the same.

"You're definitely better then Malfoy was," he said. His face broke into a smile. "The last time I was playing against Malfoy he cheated. At least you aren't. Yet," he added and walked away.

Lena watched him go shaking her head thinking, odd, very odd.

But then her teammates landed besides her and she didn't think about anything else.


December found her cold, furious and bored. Cold because there was a blizzard and she only had one cloak, furious because Malfoy had literally shredded it, so now all she had left were a couple pieces and it would take up to a week to get another one because of the storm and Crystal had lent her one of hers that was two sizes too small, and bored because she had all ready gotten her revenge on Malfoy.

She was currently sulking in one of the armchairs near the fire with two wool blankets wrapped around her. She was, nevertheless, freezing.

She had already finished her holiday work, term had ended two day's ago and Professor Snape had come around with a clipboard last week saying anyone who was staying at Hogwarts had better sign up. Lena found that most third years and younger were going home, but fourth years and up were staying. She had mentioned this to Crystal, who had given her a strange look and went back to her homework.

Lena planned on spending the rest of the afternoon just sitting in her arm chair, trying very hard not to draw attention to herself. It didn't work, however, as Crystal found her sometime around three-thirty.

"There you are. I've been looking every where for you."

"Well, now that you've found me what are you going to do?" Lena demanded, glaring up at her.

"I'm going to ask you if you're going to this ball tonight."

Lena looked at her, startled. "There's a ball tonight? I didn't know that."

"Yeah, they posted something about it last month," Crystal said.

"Well," Lena mumbled, "I'm so glad I was told."

Crystal chuckled and said, "don't worry, I'll help you get ready."

"Who say's I'm going?" Lena demanded.

"Me. That's who. And you should know, I don't give up easily," Crystal warned.

"Fine," Lena said.

"Good! But if you're not out of this arm chair in an hour, at four thirty, I'm coming to get you." Lena groaned and thought what have I gotten myself into this time? And leaned over and picked up her book that was sitting on the table next to her.

"Lena! What are you still doing here?" Crystal demanded.

"Hang on…" Lena mumbled. Crystal grabbed the book Lena had been reading and shut it with a snap. "Hey!" Lena said angrily.

"Hey nothing. You were supposed to get up twenty minutes ago! We only have forty minutes to get ready," Crystal grabbed Lenas arm and dragged her to the girl's dorm.

"Like I care," Lena said under her breath. "

Now, where are your dress robes?" Crystal asked, once she had pushed Lena onto her bed.

"There in my trunk," Lena said reaching into her trunk and pulling out long silver robes that sparkled and shimmered when the fabric moved. "They are gorgeous!" Crystal said admiringly.

"They are also new," Lena responded, taking off her sword, putting it gently onto her bed and changing into her dress robes. She reached into her trunk again, pulled out a necklace with a sixteen-cornered Silver Star, and put it around her neck. She then pulled out her wand and tapped her head with it. Her hair immediately came out of its braid and hung down to her waist. Then, she tapped her head with her wand again and hundreds of silver stars appeared in her hair.

She then went to get her sword, but Crystal stopped her. "No," she said firmly. "You're not going to wear that tonight."

"Fine," Lena sighed, but inside she was grinning. Crystal didn't know about the throwing knifes that were in the sleeves of her robes. "Done," Lena told Crystal. Crystal looked over at her, and stopped.

"What?" Lena asked.

"You just look different, that's all. And you managed that in about," She looked down at her watch. "Half an hour."

"Need help?" Lena asked, going over to where Crystal was fumbling with her hair.

"Yes, please," she said, relieved. When Lena was done helping Crystal she went for the door. But Crystal stopped her. "We still have to put on your make up," Crystal reminded her.

"Oh no," Lena said, backing up. "Not me," To Lena's surprise Crystal gave in. "Oh, all right."

"Who are you going with?" Lena asked.

"Oh, I'm going with Alex Brewer. He's Slytherin Prefect."

"I know him. He's nice," Lena said.

"Who are you going with?" Crystal asked distractedly.

"I'm not going with anyone. I'm just going to watch everyone else have fun." Crystal's head whipped around. "What? Well, we're going to have to fix that."

"No, no, no," Lena said. "I don't need to go with anyone."

Crystal ignored her. Well, there's - no he's going with Kelly. And he's going with Ashley." Then an innocent look came over her face. Lena didn't trust that look for a second. "Or, there's Draco-"

"NO!" Lena practically screamed.

"Well, I can't think of anyone else."

"Then I'll just have to go by myself," And Lena turned and fled.

"Wait! Lena, I was just kidding! He's going with," but Lena had left. "Someone else," Crystal said to the empty room.

Out in the hallway Lena leaned against the wall. Is Crystal crazy? She thought. There is no way I'm going anywhere near him! She composed herself and walked out into the common room.

Nobody was paying attention to the girl's stairways except Alex Brewer. Lena walked over to him and said, "Crystal will be here in a second," And she left, fully aware that quite a few boys were staring at her.

As she started down the hallway she heard her name being called, she turned, and saw Crystal and Alex, Pansy and Draco. She sighed, and stopped.

"There you are," Crystal said when they had caught up with Lena. Lena noticed Pansy was glaring at her. Lena smiled sweetly at her. She loved to drive Pansy crazy. Especially since it was so easy.

The entrance hall was packed with tons of students. Lena noticed some of the Gryffindors coming down one of the marble staircases. Fred and George Weasley were at the front. Lena smiled and waved, and went over to them. "So, how'd detention go George?" She asked innocently. George scowled at her.

"Fred, George, we're going to be over there if you need us," said Ron as he came up behind them. He tapped Lena on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me," and made to stand next to George.

She turned to look at him. "What? Oh, sure," she said and moved out of his way. Ron just stared at her. "Well," she said she was getting very tired of people staring at her. "Try not to get into anymore detentions," she called over her shoulder as she went back to where Crystal and Alex were waiting.

An hour later Lena was sitting at a table in back, bored out of her mind. What fun this is turning out to be. She thought, fiddling with one of the daggers in her sleeves. Next time, I'm bringing a book!

"Hello, is this seat taken?" Someone asked, coming over. Lena looked up it was Harry Potter.

"No, go ahead," she said, waving her hand at the nine empty seats around her.

"Having fun?" He asked. "Yeah, being bored stiff is my idea of fun. To be frank Potter, I wish I'd brought a book."

Harry smiled. "I know how you feel, last time it was about as exciting as watching grass grow."

Lena suddenly had an idea. A girl two tables over looked, if it was possible, even more bored then Lena was. "You know, if you're really that bored, that girl over their looks like, pretty bored. Why don't you go see if she can dance?"

Harry looked at the girl Lena was talking about, and was surprised to see it was Ginny Weasley. "You sure?" He asked doubtfully.

"Quiet sure. If that isn't bored, then I don't know what is." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, got up and walked determinedly forward.

"So, enjoying yourself?" Crystal asked, coming over. "No," Lena said, watching Harry and Ginny starting to dance. Crystal followed her gaze. "Are you worried about what you have to do?"

"Yes." Lena admitted. "I just don't think it's right for them to tell me what to do like that. Not when it comes to this," Lena stopped and looked up at Crystal. "Sorry, I'm just ranting."

"Oh, I have an idea!" Crystal said and rushed off. "Oh no, I'm not going to like this." Lena muttered to herself. Then she saw Crystal coming back to the table with Alex and another boy.

Lena quickly got up and slipped out around the tables and across the dance floor. Other dancers jostled her, but she didn't care, she was going back to the common room. There is no way I'm dancing. She thought as she moved past a mass of people who were talking right In front of the doors. Once she was out in the entrance hall, she was completely alone. She was very grateful for that.

As she made her way to the Slytherin common room, the only thing she encountered was Peeves, and she got rid of him pretty fast.


The next morning Lena woke up to find Crystal standing over her. "Ahh! Crystal, don't do that. Please," Lena gasped. "All right," Crystal said leaning back. "But why didn't you wait for me? Where did you go after I left? I looked all over for you but couldn't find you," Crystal asked as she went back to her bed.

"I suddenly felt very tired. That's all. So I left," Lena said sitting up. Or, trying to sit up. There was a pile of presents on her stomach.

She shoved them to the foot of her bed, sat up and grabbed one ripping off the rapping as she did so. It was three new winter cloaks and a book. A card fluttered onto her lap. She reached down for it and picked it up. It said:

Lena, Mum thought you might

Want the cloaks, Allen, and me

Thought you might want the book,

You know, just in case you wanted

To Hex Malfoy again. Mum, Dad

And Allen send their love.


Lena looked at the cover of the book. It was; A most ingenuous revenge: A collection of Hex's, Curses and Spell's, By Glenda Killeen. "Wow Emily," Lena said, flipping through the book. She then turned to her new robes. They were black and made out of a very good material that didn't absorb water.

She also got a sketchpad and pencil from some of her old friends who were Muggles, a bag of sweets from her aunt and uncle on her dads side, and a black wooden flute that had seven notes on it from Crystal.

"Hey, Crystal! Thanks. I really like it," Lena called over from her bed.

"You're welcome. I really liked the book of astronomy you gave me."

"Yeah, well, I have it from a good source that you're like a Centaur when it comes to stars," Lena said.

"Are you still in here with her Crystal?" Pansy said coming in to the room. "Well Merry Christmas to you too," Lena said.

"Crystal, I asked you a question," Pansy said ignoring Lena.

"I'm in here with Lena because she is my friend Pansy."

"Her?" Pansy sneered. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Pansy, get out," Crystal said irritably.

Lena reached over for her new sketchpad and started drawing something on it. "Here Pansy," Lena said and she ripped out her drawing and handing it over. It was a map to the dormitory door.

"Very funny." Pansy crumpled up map and threw it at her. Lena caught it.

"Good bye Pansy. If you aren't going to leave now, well, I wasn't planing on trying out my new book so soon but…." Pansy turned and left. "Well, that takes care of her. For now anyway," Lena said, getting up.

"How did you draw that map? You didn't use a quill," Crystal said looking at the map.

"Oh, I used a pencil. A thing Muggles use to write with," Lena said, seeing Crystals confused look.

"K," Crystal said. Lena shut her curtains and started getting dressed. Crystal was all ready dressed. "Do you want to go down to breakfast now? I'm starving."

"Sure. Just let me get my sketchpad and pencil," Lena said coming out from behind her curtains and pulling on her new robes. She grabbed her things, which were still on the bed where she had placed them earlier, and also grabbed the flute that Crystal

Crystal had given her and stuffed it into her pocket. "Oh wait." Lena reached for her new robes and put them on, enjoying the warmth. Her wand was sitting on the bedside table; she stuffed it into the same pocket as her flute and followed Crystal out into the main part of the common room.

Draco Malfoy was sitting in one of the armchairs. Lena smirked at him. He looked up, made an unpleasant face at her and went back to relaxing.

The Great Hall was practically empty. Lena suspected everyone else was still sleeping. "Wow," Lena said to Crystal as they sat down, "there's actually some elbow room here. For once."

Crystal, who had all ready started eating, said nothing. They ate in silence. Lena was thinking about her new book and wondering which hexes she should use on Malfoy first.

"Crystal," Lena asked suddenly, "what kind of flute did you give me?"

"I don't remember," Crystal said getting up. "I got it along time ago. I don't even remember where I got it to tell you the truth. Done?"

"Yep. It's weird. I have this feeling that I've seen this flute before, but I can't remember where. And it's driving me crazy because I can't think of where. And the most infuriating part is that I knew once before but I have no clue now. Do you know where there's an empty class room or something that we can use?"

"Yes. There's this old classroom that nobody uses anymore, I think it used to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, but I'm not sure. Do you play an instrument?" Crystal asked.

"No, I used to play the recorder. But that was when I was eight and only for a year. But I still remember the notes and stuff. I can, you know play some Christmas songs and Greensleeves."

While they were talking, Crystal led them to the empty classroom. When they got there, there was row after row of empty seats. Crystal waved her wand and the desks flew to the walls, leaving an empty space in the middle of the room. Lena sat down in the middle of the floor. Crystal sat down next to her.

Lena blew a few notes. "That sounds all right," Lena said.

"Yep," Crystal agreed. Lena tried playing 'Silent night' it sort of worked. It had a haunting sound to it.

Then she played 'Greensleeves'. When she was finished, she looked around, startled. Crystal was staring at her, openmouthed.

"What was that?" Crystal asked.

"What was what?" Lena asked confused.

"A bird, a Phoenix I think, came in when you were playing, and when you finished it, it flew away," Crystal said.

"What?!" Lena cried.

"I know it seems hard to believe, I hardly believe it and I saw it with my own eyes, but it did happen," Crystal said.

"I don't believe this," Lena muttered to no one in particular. "I just don't believe this. Yes, actually, I do. And that's the problem. Well, what are we going to do?" Lena got up and started pacing.

"Well, I don't know. This is all really weird," Crystal said.

"You're telling me!" Lena said. "Oh, what on earth am I going to do?"

"Do? You don't have to do anything," Crystal said.

Lena stopped pacing and looked over at her. "You don't understand, I'm one of the descendents of Lord Voldemort, my family's sign is the serpent, I'm a Parselmouth, the Phoenix is practically another sign for Gryffindor. Gryffindor and Dumbledore." She took a breath and continued, "Dumbledore even has a resistance group called 'The Order of the Phoenix'. The problem is that it wasn't the flute or the song that called the bird, it was I. I am the youngest descendent of Salazar Slytherin," Lena sighed and went back to pacing.

Crystal was speechless. "So you see my problem, I'm excepted to bring Harry Potter into the clutches of Voldemort without even caring. Well, I'm not going to do it. I hate killing. I really didn't mean to, to kill Master Si-Cham."

Crystal got her voice back. "You didn't seem to mind at the time."

Lena looked over at her, a haunted expression on her face. "I did. Oh God I did." She closed her eyes. Crystal got up and put an arm around Lena's shoulders. Lena was softly crying.

"I'm all right, really," Lena said, and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"So," Crystal said, "do you want to go outside? We can have a snowball fight if you want."

"All right," Lena said, brightening up. "I just have to get my stuff." They hurried to the Slytherin common room, got on their winter things (Lena leaving her sword under her bed) and were outside in a little less then an hour.

Lena reached down, grabbed some snow and packed it into a ball. "All right," Crystal said also reaching down for some snow, "no magic, and no putting snow down each others backs. Got it?"

"Yep," Lena answered, and threw her snowball at Crystal, who yelped and threw one at Lena, missing her by inches.

A little while after that, Crystal was hit in the back of the head by a snowball. She turned, and saw the Weasley twins packing snowballs. Crystal quickly made a snowball and tossed it at one of them.

This resulted in all four of them engaged in a furious snowball fight. Pretty soon, more people joined in.

By the time they had to rest for lack of air, there were four people for each side: Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Crystal and Lena for the girls team and Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Fred and George Weasley for the boys team.

They had just started up again by Lena throwing a snowball into Harry's face, when a most unpleasant voice reached their ears. Draco Malfoy was standing over them, his familiar sneer firmly in place.

He made some rude comment about Harry. Ron started forward, but Hermione and Ginny held him back. Then he started on how the Weasleys had no money, when his speech was interrupted by him getting a snowball in the face.

Everyone had forgotten Lena, who was standing behind them with her arms crossed and a satisfied look on her face. Malfoy looked furious.

The Weasleys, Harry and Crystal were laughing hysterically, Draco reached down, made a snowball, and threw it at Lena, who dodged it easily and was soon hurling more snowballs then Malfoy could make.

He finally gave up and left. All to soon it was time to go in. Crystal and Lena hurried to change from their sopping wet clothes into dry ones.

Dinner was, as usual, wonderful. After that, Lena dropped off during dessert. Crystal woke her up and took her to her bed. Lena dropped off instantly.


Disclaimer: see part one. Greensleeves is not mine. I'm not making any money off this fanfic. If anything, I'm loosing money since you have to pay for Internet service.


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