"Are you tired?" I question Draco sarcastically as a smile crept up on my face.

His breathing had taken a whole new level, he was along the line of panting. Who would have guessed him, who gave the impression of being completely fit, would be tired after only climbing a small hill.

"No, I'm not tired," he says breathlessly, "It just, steep."

I giggle and take a couple of steps back to where I was beside him.

"I haven't hiked in years and I'm not sounding like you," I state.

He glares at me, "Well I've never done this sort of thing, I have never hiked before like this."

"Oh stop being such a pansy," I tell him and I enlace my arm in his.

I pull him gently and he starts walking again.

"Are we almost to the top?"

I roll my eyes, "Yes so stop whining," I reply. I let his arm go and take the lead. I loved being outside, the smell of fresh air, the sound of the birds, it was so relaxing. That was, if my boyfriend would stop acting like a baby.

Once we got to the top it became less steep. I knew what was up here from years of playing as a child. I had an old club house John had helped me build when I was little. It was nothing big, just a simple little play house.

I stepped past the broken tree limbs making my way to where I remembered the house was.

"Where are we going now?" Draco asks as he followed.

"I want to show you something," I state as I hold back a limb for him.

He rolls his eyes and passes by me.

I let the limb go and it swings back in place. Draco waits on me to return to leading us through the patch of wooded area.

I step past him running my hand along his shoulder as I do.

I give him a slight smile as I turn and continue forward.

"You're bloody awful you know that?" he says as he starts walking again.

"How so?" I ask as I still walk without turning around.

"You act as if this is pleasurable, seeing me out of breath and tired but still continue to make me walk further," he explains.

I giggle at his words, "Oh good heavens, stop your whining, we're here," I state as I come to a stop. The play house was different than I remember. Half of it was now covered with brush and a tree limb had broken and was now hanging over half of the right side.

Draco walked up beside me eying it, "You brought me up here to see a... shack?"

I look at him as a smile appeared on my face, "Yes, this use to be the place I spent most of my time," I explain, "It was a way to get away from my mum and John."

Draco takes a couple more steps forward, "Wow, how did you fit in there?" he questions as a smirk appears on his face.

I smile myself and reach out and smack him, "I was little you dork," I state.

I walk up to the small door and open it. As I let it go and bent down to look inside something flew out of it causing me to scream and fall backwards.

However before I could hit the ground Draco catches me.

"Whoa there," he says as he steadies me, "It's just a rabbit, it won't eat you."

I push out of his arms, "It startled me," I tell him as I bend back down.

I reach for my wand that I had stuck into my boots, "Lumos," I say as I lean into the small space using my wand as a light.

I make my way inside crouching since the ceiling was so low.

"I was short," I state.

"You still are," Draco states as he makes his way in behind me.

I laugh and look around taking in all that was my childhood. A tea pot still set on the small table that I use to play with. Ragged curtains hung loosely from the open windows.

"Wow, how old were you again?" he asks. I manage to turn around and give him a glare.

He shrugs his shoulders and I could tell he was fighting off a smile.

"Oh look," I say as I reach out and pick up one of my old dolls.

"This was Isabelle, she use to be one of my favorite dolls," I explain as I ran my hand over the material of her dress.

"She's molded," Draco states flatly.

I roll my eyes at his remark, "What do you expect, she has been up here in this damp place for years."

"Can we please get out of here, I'm cramping up."

"Oh fine, all you are going to do is pout anyways," I tell him.

I make my way towards him and push him out the door.

Once outside we both arch are back trying to get use to it being straight again.

"Remind me if you ever suggest us to go for a hike to say no," Draco says.

I roll my eyes, which seemed to be a trademark of mine now, and start walking, "Come on you big baby, we'll go back to my house so you can rest."

"I'm not a baby, I just hate walking," he retorts as I hear him follow.

I nod to him understandingly but throw some heavy sarcasm at him, "I know, it hurts your poor little feet."

He only sticks his tongue out instead of responding.

The walk back to the house seemed to go much better, since he didn't have to whine about walking uphill or tripping over a limb. Plus it to a shorter amount of time which was good.

"Leianna," I hear him say as we make our way towards the door.

"Come on, we can relax and get a drink, I'm really thirsty," I reply. I walk to the door and go to open it but Draco stops me.

"Leianna wait a second," he continues to say trying to get me to stop.

I glance at him and he had a wary look on his face, "What is with you?"

"I don't think we should go in just yet," he states looking towards the house.

"You're crazy, come on."

I didn't know why he was acting so strange but I wasn't just going to stand outside like an idiot.

I reach for the handle and ignore yet another protest from Draco.

I open the door and walk inside.

Draco steps past me and looks inside, "What is wrong with you, you act as if someone had broken in or something."

I walk past him and towards the kitchen, on my way I happen to glance in the dining room and caught a glimpse of people in black cloaks. I continue to walk oblivious at first but once it dawned on me I came to a halt.

I turn back around and look back into the dining room and see something that sent chills throughout my body and I felt terror consume me.

I back away, I didn't know what else to do, I was surprised I was even able to move.

"Stop her," one of them said in a voice that sounded familiar.

I run, before they could grab me I take off back towards the door.

"Run Draco!" I shout as I pass by him.

"Stop her!" I her someone yell. Just as my hand went on the handle I felt someone grab my shoulder.

I look back to see it was Draco, "We have to run, to go they're..." I didn't finish, the look on his face told everything.

"I'm sorry," he said in a pained voice as the rest of the people came into view.

I knew now what he had been hiding from me, what I was should have seen all along.

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"I thought you said she wasn't going to be here!" John boomed. He was staring at my mother in such rage like I had never seen before.

"She said she was going with Draco, I thought he would keep her away," she explains.

Johns stare falls to Draco, "Why did you come back so soon, you knew the meeting was here," he says to Draco.

"You cannot pin this on my son," Lucius Malfoy says walking up beside Draco.

"I'm not," John tells him, "It's just... now she knows," he said pointing back at me.

I glance at my stepdad with such loathing and hatred.

"Yes and what shall we do with her?" Draco's father asks while looking at me.

"You are not going to do nothing to her," my mother warns them.

"And I agree, I will not let you hurt her," Draco adds.

I look at all of them is disgust, "How could you?"

They all glance over at me.

"How could you all do such a vile thing to ally yourself with the Dark Lord, to become..." I try to say it but the word wouldn't form.

Draco paces over to me and puts his hand over my mouth, "Not now Leianna, wait until the others leave before you talk like that... please."

I bit back the rage I wanted to expel at him. How could he ask me to control myself, Deatheaters were in my house... in my home.

His eyes held a worried expression, as if he was begging me to stop.

I shake my head away from him and stare at the floor.

I feel him walk away but refuse to look up.

He whispers something to my stepfather and they all walk out of the room.

I couldn't believe this. Why would they do such a thing, why my family, "Why Draco." The last part escaped my thoughts and I said it out loud.

I glance back over to the door. After I was caught, they had taken me to my room and had a talk with me.

The others had remained in the living area while John, Draco's father, Draco, and my mother talked to me.

Narcissa reassured them that I would be no problem, that I was "loyal" to my family as well as theirs. I personally could have spit in her face.

There was no way in hell I would ally myself with them, not for side they had chosen.

I move from the corner I had been standing in towards the door. It was locked and I knew it was probable jinxed so I couldn't escape.

I sigh and walk over to my window. Again there was no way, I was too high up.

Before I could strategize any more I hear the door open. I turn to see Draco standing there.

"Go away," I tell him, "I don't want to see you."

"Hear me out, please," he says. I hear him walk across the room and when he touches my shoulder I jerk away.

"Nothing you can say will justify this Draco."

A hurt expression crosses his face but I didn't' care. He obviously didn't care enough about me to ally himself with Lord Voldemort.

"Are you one of them?"

"Leianna..." he goes to give me yet more rubbish so I interrupt, "I don't' want no explanation, just answer me, are you?"

"Not yet," he replies.

"Get away from me."

"Leianna," he reaches out for my hand but I pull it away.

I hear the door open and his mother, father, and my parents step inside.

"What did they say?" Draco asks them.

"It was taken to the Lord himself and he said she will be unharmed as long as she swore not to breathe a word of what she saw," John states.

I glance up at them, "Oh and what makes you think I won't?"

"Because if you value your life you will keep your mouth shut," Narcissa says before John could reply.

"I said she will not be hurt regardless," Draco states as he walks in front of me.

I look away from them, anger fueling my veins.

"Well how do you suppose we make sure she doesn't say anything?" Narcissa questions her son.

"We all know how she feels about the situation, what gives us a reason to believe she won't say a word," Lucius says.

The better see it that way because as soon as I get back to school I was going straight to Dumbledore himself I thought.

"Make her vow she won't say a word," my mother says finally speaking up.

I snap my head in her direction. I felt anger rise up inside of me even more for my mother, I was not making another vow.

"I will not do it," I state before it could be decided on.

"I don't think you have a choice Leianna," my mother says in a low voice. I could tell she was terrified with the whole thing but it didn't matter to me. She allowed our family to be in this and for them to be in our house. I was angry with her, angry with all of them.

"Yes, she will swear it and that should be enough," Narcissa exclaims.

"And we will inform the Dark Lord of it," Lucius adds.

"Leianna come here," John demands.

I shake my head no, "I'm not doing it," I repeat.

"Yes you will or you will be killed," he yells causing me to flinch.

I look over at Draco for some reason, he was just as worried as my mother. He looked miserable but my anger overweighed my feeling for him at the moment.

"Please," he whispers to me.

I sigh, what options did I really have. If I deny them I could get hurt, or worse the Dark Lord could come here himself. I walk past Draco to where John stood.

"Just so you know, I will never forgive any of you for this," I state as I held my hand out to him.

"Lucius will you seal it please," John says to Draco's father.

After the vow was done I felt worse than I have ever felt before.

I felt betrayed by the people I loved, hurt, angry, and above all resentful. I resented not knowing, I resented the fact my boyfriend as well as my family lied to me, and mostly I resent being forced into another unbreakable vow.

I had requested for all of them to leave me alone, that I didn't want to see anyone.

At first Draco begged me to talk to him but when he realized he was getting nothing out of me he left.

Now I was lying across my bed, trying to contemplate a plan to leave here.

I didn't know what to do, I mean I knew I would be back at school soon but in the meantime what was I suppose to do, stay locked up?

I turn over and stare at my desk. I look at Mya who was perched up on the stick in her cage. I'm surprised she isn't fussing for being locked up this long. I usually let her out when I have no mail, just so she could fly

Suddenly I realize something. I jump up off my bed and walk over to desk. I quickly sort through the paper looking for a fresh piece to write on.

I knew what I needed to do to get out of here and more importantly just who to call on for help.

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George Weasley

"Oh come on Ron, try one piece," I urge my brother as I hold out the piece of gum to him.

"I'm not taking it George," he replies swatting my arm away.

"Oh you're no fun," I mumble as I lay it on the nightstand bedside my bed. I was hoping for him to take it, I wanted to see his mouth set ablaze from how hot it was.

I turn over and lay on my back staring at the ceiling. Beside me I heard the loud sound of Fred snoring.

I glance over towards my twin who was already asleep.

Another loud snore came from him causing Ron to groan.

"Will you shut him up?" he asks me.

"Certainly," I oblige as I take my pillow and sling it at Fred.

It hits him square in the face.

"Bloody hell!" Fred yells as he sits up in bed, "What was that for?"

"Your loud snoring, you're keeping us up."

He mumbles something sheepishly and lies back down.

I sigh and return to staring at the ceiling and just as my eyes began to shut I hear something outside the window.

I glance over at it and see an owl perched on the windowpane.

I let out a deep breath and get up; I was defiantly not getting any sleep tonight.

"What's going on?" Ron asks me.

"It's an owl, probably with a letter from your girlfriend," I tease.

He mutters something and lies his head back down.

I open the window and the owl flies inside. Looking at it more closely I knew who's owl it was.

Immediately I grab the letter. On it was my name written in her handwriting.

I quickly tear through the envelope.

After reading it I lay it aside and walk over to my wardrobe.

I began slipping my trousers on over my pajamas and I reach for my coat.

"Where are you going?" Ron asks me.

"Where are the keys to the car?"

"Hanging in the kitchen why?"

I ignore him; I pick up my shoes and head out the door.

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Ron...

What in bloody hell is going on? I never seen George act like that before, not to mention if he takes father's car what will happen.

"Where's George going?" I hear Harry asks me sleepily.

"I dunno," I reply as I push my covers back.

I pick up the candle at my bedside and make my way over to where the letter he received was laying.

I pick it up, reading it carefully and knew immediately why he acted that way.

George,

I haven't got time to explain, I need your help. Will you please come get me at 127 Sparrow Lane. I no one else to turn to, please hurry.

Leianna

P.S Be discreet, you have to be careful, it's not safe here.

"Bloody hell," I groan as I reach for my coat and Harry's. I throw it at him, "Come one, before my brother gets himself killed."