Chapter 23 :P

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I realize how stupid I am the minute I disapprate.

But I breath and tell myself that it's going to be ok.

As soon as I arrive at the safe house I run inside.

"Mum! Mum!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

She comes running into the foyer. "Amelia, what's wrong? How are you here, what's going on?" She asks in a rush.

"I don't have enough time for details. You guys need to get out of here. ASAP." I tell her.

And with those words the evacuation starts. 

I only get a glimpse of Scorp and Brooke before they are gone.

I don't ask them where they're going, I know its best that I don't go, so I won't go looking.

I leave the house and stand out in the front yard staring at it for a while.

I then flick my wand at the house and watch it go up in flames.

I hear someone apparate somewhere behind me.

"What are you doing?" Yaxley's voice sneers.

"Mudblood house." I respond.

Yaxley grunts, "That's why you left your post? To burn down some mudblood's house?"

I don't say anything.

"Get back to headquarters immediately." He says and then I hear him disapprate.

I stand there thinking to myself...

I try to decide whether I want to run for the remainder of my life, or be a slave.

Running means putting other people in danger, so unfortunately I opted for the second choice.

*Two Months Later*

It's late march and my scars are healing.

I was re-stationed at Gringotts as the head security officer, I haven't seen Draco in months.

Or my family in months.

I feel so alone so... depressed.

"ID please." I mumble as I hear someone approach the front doors.

"I hardly think that will be needed." She says.

I look up and see Bellatrix Lestrange and another Death Eater.

Bellatrix just lost her wand why would she be out and about?

I would be so embarrassed.

"Sorry madame, go ahead in." I say.

She walks past me with her friend once they've passed me I feel someone touch my hand.

I jump from shock but I look up to see no one there.

Ok...

I resume my guard.

No one comes for a long time.

This has to be the most boring Death Eater job ever, not that I want to be out killing people or anything.

But I couldn't have a little more excitement in my day?

All of the sudden the building started shaking.

"What the..." I said and backed away.

Then there is a whole bunch of screaming and people running out of the build.

I then see a huge dragon come out of the building.

And on its back, none other than Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

My jaw drops.

They get away unharmed, thank God.

But I can't help but wonder...

Was Hermione... Bellatrix and Ron that Death Eater?

Nah, that's a crazy idea.

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The next day I was amazed to wake up and find mail on my bedside table.

Dear ALP,

I'm where you would least expect me to be.

But to you I plee.

You need to flee.

Very soon and very quick to me.

I cannot tell you much more.

For fear of our opposing teams poor sport.

I know you will find the light.

I know your barks worse than your bite.

I know you more than you might think.

But if you do not leave now everything will be over in a blink.

I'm a brother of someone you admire.

Someone you might have even aspired.

You can trust in me.

HJP will be discussed you see.

Sincerely.

AD

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I stare at the letter in awe, Albus Dumbledore?

No, it can't be.

I shake it off.

He's where I least expect him to be.

I pick up my mirror as I slip on my traveling cloak.

A blue eye just like Dumbledores flashes across the mirror.

I sigh in frustration.

"Where are you?" I whisper.

All of the sudden writing appears on the mirror.

-Think your first date, then look straight-

My first date with who?

Draco?

Well, my first official date with Draco was in Hogsmead. 

We went to the Three Broomsticks.

What's right across from the Three Broomsticks?

...

THE HOGSHEAD! That's it! 

I quickly disapprate hoping I'm right.

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