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Disclaimer: *Sniffle* Harry Potter and his wonderful world
do not belong to me. (Blows nose) Some of this popped out of my crazy little
brain, but if you recognize it, chances are that it belongs to J.K.
Rowling. *sob* I�m not getting paid for this, so
please don�t sue me or anything like that.

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Chapter 2: Prodigals

Harry held his letter from
Professor Dumbledore in trembling hands.
He had just finished reading the flowing script when he heard Remus� shout
and looked up to see the lycanthrope running to the castle in pursuit of three
witches, one of whom he recognized as Professor McGonagall. A hand landed on his shoulder and he turned
to see Ron.

�Don�t worry, Harry. Remus and McGonagall got letters too. I�ll go see what happened.� With that, his red headed friend broke into a
trot heading for the castle entrance.

Handing the letter to Hermione,
Harry opened his small package to reveal a shrunken pensieve, the top sealed to
hold in the silvery strand of memory. He
swallowed hard, trying to sort out everything the letter had just told
him. He had a sister, a twin sister to
be precise, who Dumbledore kept from him all these years. It could all be a horrible mistake or lie and
all it would take to remain in denial was tossing this pensieve in the lake.

�You can do it, Harry,� Hermione said
softly. She took the pensieve from his
hands and resized it so that it stood tall on the ground before them. �It�s the only way to know if this is for real.�

Harry looked at his friend and saw
that the parchment now trembled at her side.
He took some bizarre form of comfort from knowing that this latest
predicament was affecting someone along with him. Removing the lid from the pensieve he
prepared to enter Dumbledore�s memory of the night he and his sister were born.

�You can do this, Harry,� Hermione said with
an encouraging smile.

He took her hand. �Come with me please, �Mione.�

The bushy
haired witch seemed startled by the request.
�Are you sure? This seems rather
personal.�

Harry just nodded and continued to
hold her hand as he bent his nose to touch the silver substance. Suddenly he was standing in an area of St.
Mungo�s that he did not recognize.
Hermione quickly joined him and he maintained a tight grip on her
hand. In front of him stood Professor
Dumbledore, there was no mistaking him even from behind. Harry blinked back the tears that threatened
to pour out and fought the urge to make contact with the elderly wizard. It would not work, this was only a
memory. He made his way around the
stationary wizard, leading Hermione with him.
In the room, he found his mother lying in a bed looking tired but
happy. In her arms, she held a tiny baby
wrapped in pink. Beside her stood
Harry�s father, holding another small baby wrapped in blue.

Harry watched as his parents gave
him his name and then named his sister.
Eris Lily Potter, the twin he never knew existed. How had he missed her? Weren�t twins supposed to have some sort of
mystical connection? He laughed at his
father�s confusion over the color of the babies� eyes. When Dumbledore left the room for a moment
with the mediwitch, Harry reluctantly followed to witness her memory being
altered. He did not reenter the hospital
room after, but waited for Dumbledore to exit once more with little Eris. The wizard cast a disillusionment spell upon
himself and then hurried down the halls.
The magic of the pensieve seemed to allow Harry and Hermione to see the
faint outline of Dumbledore�s form.

As they
hurried in pursuit of the headmaster, Hermione poked Harry in the side. �Harry, look!�

Harry looked where his friend
pointed and saw a young Sirius, Remus, and Peter running towards them from the
receptionist�s desk. As they ran past,
Harry turned for a moment to see them enter his mother�s hospital room. He felt a tiny pang of guilt as he thought of
the tiny female child that was being whisked away from her family and well-wishers.

He grabbed Hermione�s arm to stop
her running. �I think we�ve seen
enough. I can watch the rest later.�

Hermione nodded and followed him
out of the pensieve. There was a moment
of disorientation and then Harry looked around to find himself once more beside
the lake.

�Are you going to be all right, Harry?� He turned to look into his friend�s
sympathetic brown eyes.

�I think so, but let�s go find Remus and make
sure he�s all right.� Harry shrunk the
pensieve and put it in his pocket. Just
as he and Hermione were about to run up to the castle the stern voice of Molly
Weasley stopped them.

�Just a moment, young man! What in the name of Merlin is going on?�

Harry smiled at the witch he
considered a second mother and pointed to Hermione. �Hermione will explain what we know. I need to catch up to Remus. Show them the letter.�

With
that, Harry ran off to find his parents� friend. His grief was still heavy upon his shoulders,
but a sense of anticipation began to poke its way through. He had a sister. He had a family.

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When Eris burst through the
entrance doors, she managed to startle several
students in the process. Not wanting to
give anyone a chance to question her, she had hurried to sprint up the stairs
and did not stop until there was not another soul in sight. Quite thoroughly lost at this point, Eris had
turned to the numerous portraits that graced the school�s walls to guide her to
the headmistress� office. Felicity and
her friend were sure to find her there eventually, hopefully before anyone
else.

Eventually
she came to a small, spiral, stone staircase.
She found it odd that such an important office would be left open to the
public but chose not to look a gift horse in the mouth. She hurried up the steps, into the office,
and promptly flopped down into one of the rooms many comfortable chairs. Someone would find her soon and then she
would have to face up to behaving like a startled deer, but until then she
would try to relax. If anyone were to
ask her why she had bolted, she was not certain how to answer. The look of grief-tinged hope that had
bloomed on Remus Lupin�s face was more than she could bear. She knew she looked a great deal like her
mother. Perhaps these people would only
be able to see her as a replacement for their lost friend. Eris did not think she could bare that. People depending upon her in any way always
frightened her. It was something she had
to work her way into and if any large responsibility was thrown at her panic
usually ensued. Now she would have a
brother, godfather, and who knew how many others looking to her as some sort of
emotional tie to Lily Potter. The
thought drove Eris to tears.

�Are you all right, dear,� asked a loud,
gravelly voice. Eris jumped from her
chair and wildly looked about. There was
no one else in the room that she could see.

�Who�s there,� she asked, cursing the slight tremble
in her voice. She was not scared of this
place or these people, damn it!

�Over here on the shelf, silly girl.�

Eris turned to look at the shelf. There were many strange objects made up of
spheres and rods. A few dusty old books
filled some of the space, and hanging from the third shelf up there was a
ratting looking hat. �I still don�t see
you.�

Suddenly
a hole opened in the hat and long suffering sigh was emitted. �Right here.
Now hurry up and put me on so we can sort you out.�

Eris squeaked and dove back into
her chair. Talking hats? Now she knew the pressure was getting to her. Felicity had never said anything about a
talking hat. Who in their right mind
would bother to animate a bloody hat?

Oh stop it! You are just angry
because your bravery flew out the window along with your pride and brains.

�Go easy on the child,� said a soft
voice. Eris looked to her right and
gazed at the wall covered in portraits.
Albus Dumbledore�s likeness caught her attention with a small wave
before speaking again. �He means no
harm, dear. Putting on the hat can only
help you along.�

Eris swallowed hard and then stood
to make her way over to the hat. She
stared at it for a moment before snatching it up and pulling it down over her
ears.

�No need to be so rough. Now let�s see what you have buried in your
noggin, shall we?� The hat made vague
mumbling noises for a few moments and Eris could feel it wiggling a bit on her
head.

�What is it?
What are you looking for?�

The hat
made a throat clearing sound before speaking.
�Well, you will be coming to school here next term unless something
drastic occurs. I won�t sort you right
this minute, but it can�t hurt to take a peek.�

�I see.
Well I always thought I would be placed in Ravenclaw like my guardian
was,� Eris said matter-of-factly.

The hat
chuckled. �Now why would you think
that? Both of your parents were Gryffindors
you know. Your brother is one as well,
though I did my best to place him elsewhere.�

�Yes, well is there some rule that says I have
to be in the same house as my family members,� Eris asked testily. She really did have her heart set on Ravenclaw
despite warnings she had gotten from Felicity that matched the hat�s words.

�I won�t deny that you�re sharp enough for
Rowena�s house, but that�s to be expected at your age. Of course, your loyalty comes in a bigger
dose.�

Eris snorted. �Are you calling me a Hufflepuff, you old
rag? The only person I�ve ever been
completely loyal to is Felicity and�well�never mind that. The point is that everyone else is
expendable.�

�Temper, temper. Are you sure they are expendable? That is a very Slytherin point of view. Of course, Salazar�s house could suit you as
well. My, my, you are a puzzle now, but
I think the summer will straighten you out.
As it stands now, my dear, your are bound for Gryffindor house.�

�Why?!
You didn�t say anything about that house at all. Is it just because of my parents?� Eris ground her teeth for a moment, searching
for an appropriate argument. �I�m not
brave in the least you know. How do you
think I ended up here in the first place?�

The hat�s
merry laughter filled her ears. It was
quite annoying. �Don�t worry, dear, you
are as brave a lioness as I�ve ever seen, but it�s buried very deep. You�re holding it in on purpose I think.�

�Excuse me?!
Why would I do something as stupid as deny myself bravery,� Eris
shrieked.

�We�ll find out at the end of summer now,
won�t we?�

With
that, Eris jerked the hat from her head.
�Stupid, ratty hat! What do you
know?� She slammed the hat back down on
the shelf.

�That temper will cause you trouble,� the hat scolded.

Eris growled in frustration. Some talking hat was not going to get the
last word in on her. �Are you telling me
that out of all the houses, Ravenclaw is the one I�m least likely to end up in?�

�I believe that much was clear.�

If glares
could generate heat then the hat would have been cinders at that point. �I�ll have you know that I was top of my
class this year and last.�

�That has more to do with hard word and
persistence than sheer intelligence.�

�I am NOT a Hufflepuff,� Eris shrieked.

�What is going on in here?�

Eris looked to the door to see
Felicity, McGonagall, Lupin, and some redheaded boy staring at her. The hat continued as though no one else was
present. �I never said you were a
Hufflepuff, silly girl. Slytherin is
just as likely, but I do think you would do well in Gryffindor. A year in that house might coax your courage
out of hiding.�

�Shut it you musty, brown, dish cloth! You haven�t given me a good reason for any of
the houses.� Eris turned to face the hat
once more with her eyes narrowed.
�You�re just stalling because you can�t figure me out.�

The hat
was silent, but several of the portraits began to chuckle. Former headmaster Phineas Nigellus Black chose
this moment to speak. �I do say, she has
you there. Why don�t you just admit that
older arrivals are harder to place?�

The hat
simply grunted in reply and then remained silent. Eris turned to the portrait of former
headmaster Nigellus with a smug smile.
�Thank you, sir�

�You are quite welcome.� The portrait said with an equally smug
smirk. �You would do well in my old
house.�

Eris was about to ask which house
the wizard had belonged to when Felicity�s voice cut in. �What in the name of Merlin has gotten into
you, Eris? I thought you understood that
this might happen.�

Hanging her head, Eris crossed her
arms and turned to face her spectators.
�If you say so, Madam Prince.�

�Don�t you take that tone with me, young
lady,� Felicity said sharply. �Sweet
Circe! I haven�t run like that in
years. We had to speak to every portrait
in the school to figure out where you went.!�

Eris snorted and lifted her head
to glare at her guardian. �Exaggerating
to make me feel guilty will hardly calm me down, madam.�

Felicity sighed. �Eris, you only ever call me Madam Prince in
the company of guests. These are
friends. There�s no need for formality.�

�They are YOUR friends, not mine. I have no idea who they are��

�Liar.
You recognized Remus and that�s why you ran.�

�But I don�t know him! I came here for you, to help you through the
day, but that doesn�t mean that I was actually prepared to be thrown into this
situation.� Eris turned to stare at
Phineas Nigellus Black once more and was marginally happy to see that he was
gracing her with a sympathetic look. At
least someone cared.

�Why did you take off like that, Remus?�

Eris glanced over her shoulder and
froze when she saw Harry in the doorway.
He had not noticed her yet and she quickly scanned the room for possible
exits. The fireplace seemed to be her
best bet. No matter what the stupid hat said,
she was not a brave person and she was not prepared to have some sort of mushy,
gushy, touchy, feely reunion with her brother.

�Harry, that�s your sister!�

Eris grimaced and made a mental
note to get even with that loud-mouthed red head some day. As things were, Harry was now fully aware of
her. He took a few steps into the room,
stopping just five feet from her. Eris
felt a spike of fear rush through her as she felt her brother�s magic reach out
to her, and her own powers respond.

�Harry,� Lupin�s
voice said in a warning tone. Perhaps
the werewolf sensed her fear or perhaps he smelled it.

�You�re Eris,� Harry asked softly.

Eris nodded and swallowed
hard. She was not certain that she could
make it to the fireplace before wands were drawn. Oh yes, she had no doubt that Felicity would
stun her in an attempt to make her face these people. Harry took another step towards her and then
another. Their magic was already
embracing, reveling in the recognition of a blood relative, a twin. As Harry began to reach for her something
inside Eris snapped, and whatever courage the Sorting Hat that she possessed
failed her. She fled to the fireplace,
grabbing a handful of floo powered.
Ignoring the shouts that begged her to stay, she threw the powder down
and shouted, �Prince Manor!�

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�Are you sure about this, Draco,� Severus
asked his young companion once again.
Going to Prince Manor to seek refuge seemed like the very last thing
they should be doing, but he was all out of ideas for the time. It was rather disconcerting that his student
was able to provide them with a plan when his own mind was numb.

�Trust me on this,� Draco snapped and then
sighed. The past few days had been long
and humbling for both of them. �I can�t
say how Madam Prince will react�or even what Eris will think of you. Hell, I�m not even sure that she will be very
happy to see me after all this time, but we swore an Oath of Protection.�

Severus snorted. �Yes, two infants playing with magic they
couldn�t possibly understand. I�m
surprised my grandmother didn�t flay you.�

�I don�t think she ever realized what we did.�

Staring at the manor gates once again,
Severus could not help but wonder what would happen once they made their case
to Felicity Prince. Draco had failed and
that was final. The Dark Lord would not
hesitate to kill the boy on sight despite his current good humor. His own life depended upon keeping the boy
safe, though there were other reasons to do so.
He had answered the summons the night before and claimed that Draco fled
on his own to avoid the Dark Lord�s wrath.
The Dark Lord praised him briefly for his success and then proceeded to
torture the other Death Eaters who failed to kill a single Order member. He retreated as quickly as possible from the
scene, but not before the Dark Lord warned him to go into hiding until further
notice. His new duty was to lead the
ministry on a wild goose chase. Severus did
not know whether to be grateful or frightened.
He had not planned on being held at arms length.

A cough
brought Severus� attention back to the present.
He glared at Draco for a moment and then realized what the boy was waiting
for. �Patience or I will leave you where
you stand.�

The
insolent blond smirked. �I doubt Eris
will feel obligated to protect you without my presence.�

�Right.
Take my arm until we pass through the gates.� Severus waited for the boy to do as he was
told and then opened the gates with a wave of his wand. He entered the compound slowly, fearing that
the wards may have been set to deny him.
Once they passed unscathed, Severus shook his arm free from Draco�s
grasp and made his way for the front door.
As he raised his hand to knock, Draco spoke once more.

�Maybe you should let me��

Severus growled and shot the boy a
nasty look. The blond quailed and
stepped behind him. After everything
that had happened it was just a little bit comforting to know that his long
practiced Death Glare still had its uses.
He rapped twice on the door and then waited for a house elf to appear.

After a
few moments, the door began to open slowly, but the one to answer it was no
house elf. Despite Draco�s reminders,
that Felicity�s ward would nearly be seventeen at this point, Severus could
only recall the timid waif he saw nearly ten years before. What stood before him was an utter
impossibility. Perhaps it was some
mishap of nature or merely a queer coincidence.
Still, those eyes, could there really be any mistaking those jeweled
orbs? Barring the magnificent head of
waist length black hair, Severus was now staring into the face of Lily Potter.

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Eris felt utterly ridiculous. There was no excusing her behavior and if she
had been hoping for a productive start with her brother�well she had messed it
up! There was a tiny voice of reason in
the back of her mind whispering to her that she knew very well why she had run,
but she did not feel like listening to it just then. Pretending that her fear and flight were a
mystery was quite satisfactory, thank you.

Marching into the sitting room,
Eris slid gracefully into a cushy chair and began to let down her hair. Felicity would no doubt arrive soon to scold
her and comfort her, but she hoped that no one else would try to force her to
return to the school. There had been
quite enough excitement for one day.

Just as Eris managed to
disentangle the last bits of her hair there was a sharp knock at the door. She cringed, wondering if someone had indeed
followed her. Eris pulled out her wand
and grasped the tip in her palm so that the majority of it was tucked into the
sleeve of her robes. Walking back to the
front door with a sigh, Eris braced herself for whoever had shown up and slowly
pulled the door open.

Her greeting died in her throat
the minute she saw who was there. Oh
yes, it may have been a decade since she last saw the man, but there was no
mistaking Severus Snape. If the nose
didn�t give him away than nothing would.
This was not what she had expected.
What in the name of Merlin could the man be thinking? Was he a total idiot then? Did he not realize what Felicity would do to
him on sight?

She waited a moment longer to see
if he would say anything, but his face seemed frozen in a mask of
disbelief. It was then that she
remembered that this man was in her mother�s year at Hogwarts. �What are you doing here,� she hissed.

Snape blinked once and then his
slack features pulled into a suspicious glare.
�Who are you,� he demanded.

Eris ground her response out
through clenched teeth. �Eris
Prince. Now, just what do you think you
are doing��

�What was your surname before my grandmother
adopted you?� Eris bristled at the interruption.

�I don�t see how that is any of your business,
sir. You would think that given your
situation you would simply be grateful that I have not already hexed you into
next week. Perhaps it is simply that you
cannot help but stick your abnormally large nose into places where it does not
belong!� Eris was fuming. She would not be bullied by the likes of
him. Of course, if she was expecting an
explosion she was disappointed. Snape
simply looked stunned for a moment, giving the companion she had not seen time
to step into the open and diffuse the situation.

�Do you really think getting her spitting mad
is the best way to ask for help?�

Eris felt her mouth drop open and
she just knew that her eyes were bugging out of her head. Draco�could it be�but it had been so long
without any word from him.

The young wizard gave her a
charming smile. �Did you miss me, luv?�

�Draco?�
Eris� voice came out in a hoarse whisper. Her childhood friend�s face became serious
then and he stepped closer to her, extending his hand tentatively. She grabbed it and turned it palm up. Brushing her fingers across his skin, she
found the tiny scar where he had cut his hand for their oath. His finger curled around hers and she looked
up to see a weary smile on his face.

�I�m sorry that we had to come to you, Eris,�
he said in a grave tone. �I had no where
else to go. I can�t endanger my mother
by returning home.�

�I see,� Eris said quietly. For a moment, all was well as her magic
explored their bond, and then she sensed something amiss. She suppressed a cry of rage as she jerked up
the sleeve of his robes and shirt.
�No! What were you thinking? How am I supposed to fix this?�

�You�re not,� Snape said flatly. �You need only shelter him. He�s done nothing wrong beyond making a
foolish and ill informed decision.�

Eris released a bitter laugh. �Well, I must say that Dark Lords must be
loosing their touch these days if you�re speaking like that. Did you just kill Dumbledore for the fun of
it then?�

She watched with mild amusement as
Snape�s jaw clenched. �Things are not
always as they appear, Miss��

�Prince,� Eris said firmly.

�Yes,� Snape drawled. �Miss Prince.�

Draco squeezed her hand and Eris
turned to see a forlorn look on his face.
�It was my fault, Eris.�

Even Snape seemed surprised by
that confession. Eris was immediately
suspicious. �Why is that?�

�It was my job to kill the headmaster, not
Snape�s.� Draco seemed to pale even
further. �I couldn�t do it. I couldn�t kill�and Snape promised my mother
to protect me from that no matter what.
He made an Unbreakable Vow.�

Eris� breath caught in her
throat. Well, that certainly did explain
a few things. Still, the man�s loyalties
obviously had to be held in question and no matter what his reasoning was, no
one on the side of the light was going to accept him easily, if ever. His usefulness as a spy was definitely at an
end.

�Draco you are more than welcome to stay. Felicity will not turn you away. I�m certain of that.� She took a deep breath and then looked Snape
in the eye. �I have no idea why I�m
bothering to help you as well, but you had better just keep quiet and do as I
say or I�ll let Felicity find you.
You�ll be lucky if she leaves anything for Potter or the Aurors.�

If Snape was irritated with her
before, well he was furious now. It was
written all over his face. Clenched jaw,
teeth grinding, and fists balled up. Oh,
the man was obviously just dying to hex her�perhaps even strangle her.

�Very well,� he snapped and all Eris could do
was smile sweetly at him.

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�Follow me, gentlemen,� the girl said softly
and stepped outside, closing the door behind her. �We will use the secret entrance to my rooms
so as to avoid house elves and portraits, all of which you must be aware are
completely loyal to Felicity. I have no
control in that department other than they are banned from my rooms by strong
magical means.�

Severus followed silently, but
scowling darkly. This just seemed to get
worse and worse. Did she intend for him
to hide beneath her bed until further notice?
They walked silently to the side of the manor, sticking to the shadows. The garden maze was there and Eris (he would
be damned if he was going to refer to her as Miss Prince unless it was
absolutely necessary) led them through with swift efficiency. They came to a point where the maze wall
connected with the side of the manor and there was a rose covered trellis at
the center. Severus watched as the girl
touched her wand to one of the roses and muttered something under her
breath. The trellis, bush, and a section
of the manor wall vanished revealing a dark passageway.

�Interesting,� Severus said softly. The girl studied him for a moment, shrugged,
and then turned to lead on.

Draco poked him in the side and he
valiantly resisted the urge to hex the boy.
�Don�t say anything else to upset her.�

Severus snorted and fell in step
behind the boy as they made their way down a short stretch. Soon they were climbing a spiral staircase,
which stopped abruptly. Tapping the wall
with her wand, the girl opened the wall to reveal a large bedroom done in blue
and green jewel tones. He assumed it was
her private chamber, but there was nothing overtly feminine or even adolescent
about it. It was tasteful, neat, and
some how deceptive.

�Please wait here a moment,� Eris said when
they were standing in the center of the room.
With that, she walked over to a large wardrobe, tapped her wand to the
handle while muttering yet another spell (he really wished she would speak up
just a bit), opened it, and stepped inside.
She emerged a few moments later with several vials in her hands.

�What do you have planned, Eris,� Draco
asked. Severus found that the boy�s grim
expression was not helping his confidence.

�This,� Eris said while holding one vial out
to him, �is for you, Master Snape. It is
an invisibility potion of my own making.
When you desire to become visible once more, take this antidote.�

Eris handed him another vial and
he stared at both with narrowed eyes.
�There is no invisibility potion available with such effects.�

�That you knew of before now,� Eris replied
with a raised brow.

�And I am to trust the experimental brewing of
a sixteen-year-old,� he snapped.
Severus, for some reason, wanted to see her bristle and become furiously
defensive. It would have been much less
unnerving than the thought of a brewer of that skill. What school could she have been going to in
order to learn this?

�I�ve used it on myself on several
occasions.� She gave him an appraising
look for a moment. �I don�t suppose
telling you that I�ve been brewing for considerably longer than your average
sixteen-year-old will help?�

�Not considerably. What did you put in this?�

�You�re the Potions Master�figure it
out.� The girl held up a third vial
then. �If you deem my concoction worthy
of passing your lips, you�ll also want to drink this so that you can stay near
Draco and I without acquiring the notice of a certain werewolf I met
today. It will blot out your scent
entirely.�

�Yes, standard potion,� Severus ground
out. �And what are those two?�

�These are for Draco and I
so that we will still be able to see you.�
She uncorked her vial and promptly downed it. �Draco will have to wait for his a bit I�m
afraid.�

There was a hard glint in the
girl�s eye when she said this and Severus was not sure he wanted to know what
she was planning. �Why is that?�

�Because he needs to look like he�s in a
desperate situation and once I�m done fiddling with his mind so that even
Veritaserum will be useless, an invisible assailant is the final piece of the
puzzle.� Her voice was calm and
detached, though he could tell by the way her mouth twitched ever so slightly
that she was not at all happy with the idea of Draco being hurt.

Apparently, even after so many
years apart, Draco could tell as well. �It�s
all right, Eris. How fast can you get me
to the infirmary?�

Eris took a deep breath and Severus
watched her with a tightened jaw. So no
one was going to ask him if he was willing to mangle Draco? �It will take little time at all. You will exit through the hidden passage and
past the gates. Make some sort of
disturbance loud enough to give me an alibi with the elves. I will exit to you immediately and levitate
you through the floo.�

Severus tried to suppress a
growl. �And I�m supposed to tear him to
shreds for you then?�

�Yes, now take the potion,� Eris said
curtly. He glared at her and she stared
coolly back. �If you no longer want a
part in this, then by all means say so.
It will be an easy thing to clear your mind of dangerous information.�

�You assume that I would let you.�

�I would not need your permission.� Eris seemed to contemplate something for a
moment and then marched back into her wardrobe.
When she returned, she held two more vials. Downing one, she instantly disappeared. Her disembodied voice was rather close to his
ear when she spoke again. �Happy?�

�Let�s see if it can be undone,� he snapped.

Suddenly she reappeared, a vial
still pressed to her lips. �I assure you
that the scent remover works as efficiently.�

�Where did you learn��

She cut him off. �Another time�perhaps. As for Draco�s assault, I would not ask if I
thought I could manage it myself. He
could be in a very bad way by the time I snuck back into the house and
reemerged to �save� him.�

Blast, that
made sense. �Very well.�

Severus downed both potions and
tucked away the antidote inside his robe.
He watched as Eris walked over to Draco, gave his hand a squeeze, and
then simply stared into the boy�s eyes.
It took only to a moment for him to realize that she was wordlessly
practicing Legilimency on the Slytherin. After a few moments, she backed away and met
Severus� eyes. �He will be dazed for at
least the next ten minutes. I suggest
you hurry.�

Severus nodded wordlessly and
obeyed. When this was all over that girl is going to explain quite a few
things, whether she wants to or not.
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