Year 7

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[Kiara Johnson]

They both stood there, staring at one another for a moment. Then Kiara finally broke the silence.

"It's been a long time, Lucius. You don't look so well." She stated honestly.

Lucius nodded.

"Kiara, you look just as beautiful as ever. I always told Draco that he made a good choice." He replied.

Kiara narrowed her eyes.

"Your not here per my father's request, are you?" She asked, not knowing precisely why but, she knew there was something behind that emotionless mask he was putting forth.

Lucius stepped forward.

"Walk with me a moment. I think what I have to say, may be of interest to you."

Kiara hesitated but accepted and walked beside him.

"You know by now the prophecy surrounding you and all that. Am I correct?" He started.

Kiara looked up at him as they walked, something was burning to get out of him and she meant to find out.

"Yes, I do...Why?"

Lucius thought a moment, he wasn't sure how to approach it, he had planned on intercepting her before Max got his hands on her he had planned on killing her but now, seeing her again brought back a flood of memories that he didn't want to face. She had been the only person to have ever; gotten close to his son and, destroying her now, would be, unbearable. He was to revert to his original plan, the plan to destroy both his master and his enemy.

"You can't let it happen." He started.

Kiara was a little taken aback from this statement. However, she thought she understood.

"Your father and ...Max--" He almost spit the last name. "Have your brother and Weasley."

Kiara gasped, she knew they had Harry, why else would he be trying so hard to contact her, she felt it in him but she had no idea they had Ron until just now.

"You seem surprised. You can't let them pull you off guard like that, that's how they'll win. More than anything, I don't want to see, Max, come to power. I want you to be sure he dies." Lucius stopped and turned to her.

Kiara was right; it had everything to do with the death of his son.

"I don't intend on keeping him alive." Kiara growled.

Lucius almost smiled.

"That's what I had hoped. Then why do you come to seek him out?" he asked.

Kiara looked in to his eyes, searching for some hint of deceit, there was none. He had the same burning inside him as she did, a desire to see Max forever gone.

"He has forced my hand in this, you know of what it is they do, do you not?" Kiara said.

"Yes, I know, but I thought you would try to find another way around it." Lucius replied.

Kiara shook her head. "No, there is no other way. However, now that he has Harry and Ron, I'm not so sure anymore. I won't have any more deaths because of me. I lost the. The one person I cared for more than life it's self, back in those woods last year and I don't intend on loosing any one else."

Kiara's eyes flashed at the memory of Draco and the whole night, her normally, calm anger now rising once again. She wanted so badly to yell at Lucius, tell him it was his fault for consorting with the likes of her father in the first place but she knew he already understood that. She took a deep breath then Lucius smiled at her.

"I was hoping you wouldn't berate me for what happened. Although, I would understand." He chuckled.

Kiara smiled, letting her anger go away for the moment, she would save it for those who really deserved it.

"I will make you a promise then." Kiara started.

Lucius looked quizzically at her, not totally understanding why, she would forgive him when he couldn't forgive himself.

"I won't become the monster they want me to be, IF, you turn yourself in. When this is all over with, I should like to see you again. You're the only other person alive that I can relate to in the matter of, Draco...." She trailed off. "Look, what I'm trying to say is, I have and always will think you my real father." She finished.

Kiara thought she saw, just for a moment, an actual tear, form in his eye. Lucius nodded then looked away.

"Ok, Kiara, we have a deal but, if you do end up, becoming the Shadow, I'll be sure to make this life short. Now, follow me and, I will take you to the edge of the forest where beyond, you'll find the castle. I guess, I've got a Ministry to seek."

They didn't speak further Lucius took her hand and they dissaperated to the forest surrounding the castle. Before Kiara had a chance to thank him, Lucius had gone again. She smiled to herself then started her hike to the castle gate.

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Max apperated to the room.

"Well, my guests, what an honor it is to be in the presence of my soon to be brother-in-law and his best friend." He laughed.

Ron lunged at him.

Max nimbly jumped aside, knocking Ron across the back and watched with satisfaction as he hit the ground.

"What is it you want with us, Max." Harry, controlling the urge to do the same as Ron had, asked, as he helped Ron to his feet.

Max laughed. "You are nothing more than insurance, Harry. With you, I will make Kiara turn to me, and once she does, the sister you so totally love will become something completely different."

Harry held onto Ron, who was trying rather hard to get at Max again.

"It won't work, Max. My father tried the same thing last year, remember?" Harry replied.

Max laughed.

"No, not quite like this, you see. I not only have the two of you but I also hold the entire school in my hands. If she chooses the wrong path, she looses everyone she's ever loved. Just like Draco only, in a larger scale." He laughed, that bone chilling hair-raising laugh of his and Harry stared.

"How? How is it that you have been able to penetrate Dumbledores..." He trailed off, thinking.

Max was at that school for almost a whole year, he realized that Max could have done a great many things while he was there.

Max smiled.

"Figured it out, did you Harry? Yes, every single person I came into contact with has my mark on them. Including the two of you, why even Dumbledore has one." He laughed again. "No, there is no way out for her now."

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[Kiara Johnson]

Kiara hiked through the woods and came to an open field where, in the distance, she saw the castle that Lucius had been speaking. It stood in the middle of the field, surrounded completely by trees. It was a dark, and ominous sight. The walls, she noticed upon her approach, where stained in blood and the castle it's self seemed to emit an aurora of evil within it's very walls, goose bumps began forming on her arms and the hair at the nape of her neck stood on end. As she got closer she stopped and waited to be noticed. Soon, she found herself surrounded by Death Eaters. She put her hands out in surrender and they took her roughly in to the castle.

They had taken her to what looked to be a throne room. Kiara, stood, waiting for whom ever it was that would be greeting her. She didn't have to wait long. Before she had even had the chance to study her surroundings, her father appeared on the throne in front of her. He looked at her with a very dark and very foreboding expression written across his evil face.

"So, you have once again decided that your place is here then. Good, I hope that this time, you are less deceiving than you were the last time. I would hate to see what would happen to your friends, if Max becomes angry with you." He laughed a dark laugh.

Kiara was thrown off only by the words that suggested Max, was in charge here and NOT her father. This was a different challenge than she had come here thinking to face.

Well, that's what I get for thinking, I guess. She thought to herself, hoping that her surprise was hidden from her father, a futile hope at the least.

"What have you done with my brother and Ron?" She asked bravely, knowing she wouldn't get an answer to her question, at least not one that would be of any help to her.


"You are well informed, my child. How is it that you know so much already?" Voldem0rt asked, curious now as to how she could possibly know of their capture.

Kiara smiled, just as darkly as her father.


"I, have my ways, it is really of no importance of my means, and I think it is, more important of my motivation to come here." She replied, now standing her ground a bit more firmly.

Voldem0rt seemed a little taken aback by her present strong attitude of the current situation. He thought for a moment.


"I see you are not afraid of me any more, I guess that is to be expected. You know as well as I that your powers are to be rivaled by none. However, I think you also know the fate that will reach your brother and The Weasley if you do not, relent to the wishes of the Dark Fates vessel." He replied after a bit.

Kiara narrowed her eyes.


"Look, father, I come here to seek out Max, where is he? You know as well as I do that Harry cannot be destroyed unless I do the destroying and that, will not happen. As for Ron, I find one hair on his head in disarray when I see him, there will most certainly be hell to pay."  Kiara stated quite bluntly and with a resolve that tore through even the impossible defenses that Voldemort has surrounding him.

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He sat back on his throne and watched her. Hoping to come up with a reason for Max's absence. He didn't even know why he had not come by yet. He should have been here when she first showed.


"Sounds as though I have been missed, welcome Kiara." Max said, bowing slightly to her and wearing a huge grin.

Kiara glared at him, this is the one person she hated more than any one or thing in the entire world. Her anger welled up inside, thinking how easily it would be to destroy him right now, get her revenge for Draco. She was having a harder time with it than she had expected. She tore her gaze away from him and instead, looked at the floor. Still however, not trusting her self to speak or even move, lest she release her wrath upon him now and risk loosing Ron.


"You seem a little peeved with me, Kiara." He chuckled. "Go ahead, kill me, now. It's what you want, do it. I'm sure Ron will forgive you." Max chided, as he walked ever closer to her.

Kiara could feel him next to her now. Her skin crawled and she body screamed to get away but she forced herself to stand her ground. Her eyes began to glow with fury, her body shook with rage but still, she held back, thoughts of Ron, the only thing keeping her under check. Max could feel the static surrounding her aura and it made him smile.


"Frustrating, isn't it. Here I am, so close to you –" He put his head close to her neck. "Literally, breathing down your neck, relishing in the feel of your anger, and there is nothing, you can do to stop it. That is, if, you care for this, Weasley at all."

Max spoke in an evil and aggressive manor, He was now, running his hand over her shoulder and then turned her around to face him, grabbing her chin to make her look at him. Kiara didn't try to fight it. She knew that she'd have to face him sooner or later any way.

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"What exactly do you want of me?" Kiara said between clenched teeth and an incredible urge to rid her self of this parasite.

Max only smiled an annoying smile, her rage seemingly unaffecting him. He looked into those now, burning eyes of hers and said, in an off hand manner that spoke of nothing more than pure disrespect for her, "I want you at my side, I assume, you received the ring? I do intend on marrying you. I do hope that you brought it with you."

His calmness only made her angrier and she had to close her eyes against the sight of him. She couldn't hold back much longer and just as she began to loose it, the fate talked to her once again.

(Not now Kiara, I won't let you loose control I can't have you loosing this one.)

Then it was gone from her mind. She felt at peace, the fate seemed to be able to stop her at will, any time it wanted. Just as it had stopped her from bringing Draco back, when she had so wanted to have him close to her again.

She opened her eyes and looked at Max, no longer with the same burning to destroy him. She reached inside her pocket and pulled out the ring of which he spoke and handed it to him.


"I have brought it." She said simply as she handed it over.

Max smiled, he knew he had come very close to having his life ended in a way he was sure would have been painful indeed. He put the ring on her finger. Kiara nearly threw up. Her whole body seemed to reel against the thought of what this could mean.

"So, we are to be wed then. I somehow thought you'd see things my way, sooner or later." Max said.

"Now, where are Ron and Harry?" Kiara asked, knowing she still would not be given the opportunity to see them. Her suspicions were correct, of course. Max shook his head.


"No, Kiara, I'm afraid I can't trust you to see them just now. I assure you, they are unharmed."


Kiara stood next to Max, and then turned to her father.

"So, this is what you seek then, A marriage between myself and this – well, him? Is this to better yourself, or is merely another fancy of yours to see me suffer further?"

Anger and contempt clearly written across her features as she spoke. This did nothing other than cause a slight grin to spread up on the cruel face of her father. He looked at her as if she were no more than a stupid child, playing a game.


"You seem to think I have every thing to do with this. You are sadly mistaken my dear daughter –" He said this with a certain amount of evil hatred in his tone. "I do not care to whom you are betrothed, I do not care if you are, I only seek power and you know as well as I that your place is at my side in the end, The Shadow of the Dark Lord, my shadow to have and control. As to your playthings, that is your affair, none of mine. If it were this one or the any other of your choosing it makes no difference however, I do think that this one, standing next to you is the better and wiser of the choices you have made. Better than the red-haired fool in my castle certainly." He finished with a certain amount of distaste in his snake-like voice.

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Kiara stood there and watched the reaction of his words on the face of her greatest enemy and soon to be husband. His features showed no sign on malice or even the slightest hint of anger at Voldemort's words. She did however feel a slight anger in him at the mention of her being at her father's side in the end and not his. She knew those words suggested, as did Max, that Voldem0rt would be the one in charge again and not Max. Max then took her arm and, without so much as a word, took her from the throne room and away from her father.

Harry and Ron sat in their room, hoping for some word of what was going on.

"Why do they keep us here?" Ron finally broke the silence.

"Kiara is here, now." Harry replied.

Ron looked at him sharply.

"What is she up to? What ever possessed her to come here?" Ron said with a bit of apprehension lying in his tone.

He knew full well of the consequences she faced if not careful and he didn't like them one bit. No more than any of the others did. Only he thought he would loose even more than the rest if she became the monster that her prophecy suggested. Neither he nor Harry knew of her decision to marry Max to save Ron.


"I suppose the two of you might need to know your position in this game of ours." Voldemort said, as her appeared inside their room.

Ron and Harry turned angry faces upon him as he did so.

"Yes, I think it would be nice to know just exactly when it is that you have decided to kill me this time." Ron replied between clenched teeth.

Voldem0rt laughed, a low and menacing laugh.

"You are to be unharmed, for now. As long as Kiara is cooperating, there truly, is nothing for you to worry about." He answered Ron in a most direct manner. "It would seem, she cares for you, as repulsive as it may seem, enough to want you unharmed and so, she will do as Max asks." Voldem0rt continued.


"Just what does she have to do?" Harry inquired.

"She will marry Max." Voldem0rt replied truthfully.

Then he smiled wickedly as he gazed upon the horror stricken look that crossed both Harry's and Ron's expressions. He began, once again, to laugh.

"It world seem you do not enjoy this news? As it is keeping you alive, I would think you would welcome it." He hissed with pleasure.

""NO! She can't!" Ron started with anguish. "She can't."

He sat down hard on the chair with which he had recently stood from. His mind now racing, trying to find a way out of this forsaken place, to reach Kiara before she did this. Before she was lost to him forever. Harry laid a hand upon his shoulder, a look of hatred in his eyes. He glared at his father with more hatred than ever.

"I will kill you, if it is the last thing I ever do, I will see you die, a most horrible death." He said, lip curled in a sneer.

His rage was building and he had to turn from Voldem0rt in order to keep himself from attacking him physically

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(I am currently working on more of this tale.  As it is the last in mu trillogy, I must pay carfull atention to the details and want to be sure it is ended correctly so, Have patience, perhaps in a day i will post more.  Thanks...Kiara)

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CHAPTER 4 Cornelius Fudge and the Ministry










Dumbledore arrived at in the Ministry a few hours later. He went straight to the office of Cornelius Fudge. When he got to the door, he heard a voice that he was not expecting at all, the voice of Lucius Malfoy was coming through the door to his ears. This gave Dumbledore a flash of hope. Had Lucius truly turned himself in and if he had, perhaps they would have a chance at helping Kiara out. He didn't bother knocking he simply opened the door and stepped inside.

"Albus! Good, I sent an owl for you but looks as though you arrived before it. Have a seat." Fudge motioned to a chair.

Dumbledore took the offered seat and waited to hear what it was that Fudge might have to say.

"As I am sure you have noticed, Lucius has decided to turn himself in. Isn't this great? ---" Fudge trailed off at the look of impatience on Dumbledore face.

"Did you have a pressing matter to attend to Albus? " Fudge asked.

Lucius stood on the other side of the room, surrounded by a group of Aurors. The expression on his face was a bit grave.

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. It seems that the Shadow has gone home. We have no way to find her and no hope of keeping her from becoming that, which will ultimately destroy us. That is unless..." Dumbledore trailed off and looked inquiringly towards Lucius. "We can strike a bargain for a lighter sentence?" He finished.

Lucius smiled. It was the first time since he left Kiara's side that he had any hope of being kept from Azkaban Prison. He cleared his throat.

"I might be willing to bargain. If, the right conditions are met." Lucius stated in his old self-absorbed tone.

Cornelius looked between the two of them.

"Wait just a minute here! How do I know that Kiara has truly gone to her father? What proof do we have?" He blurted out in a panic.

Dumbledore looked at him with a stern glare.

"Lets not go through this again Cornelius. Remember what happened the last time you failed to believe what I had to say...Kiara was nearly taken over and we lost Draco.." He trailed off and looked at Lucius

Lucius had changed masks again and now wore his emotions inside. Dumbledore understood.

Cornelius nearly choked.

"Now Albus, certainly you don't lay blame there on me? I only did what I thought to be the right thing. Using Kiara in that way was, a good idea, you even agreed, in the end." He stated, sweat now beginning to build on his forehead as he looked fearfully at Lucius and back to Dumbledore.