He Knows
It had been about two hours since Regulus and I had started researching in the library and we had found absolutely nothing useful. We were mainly trying to look for anything about dark magic and caves but if you couldn’t already guess that was proving to be difficult. It was too broad of a subject to go off of the little information we had. We decided to try for another thirty minutes before calling it quits for the night. Regulus decided to focus on potions that resembled what he saw in his dream and I tried to think of what Voldemort would need a house elf for. Again I ran into trouble here seeing as we don’t know who Voldemort even is so his motives as of now are unknown.
“Do you think You Know Who was a student at Hogwarts?” I ask my twin.
“I mean, it’s likely considering how many alumni are now death eaters.” Regulus responds.
“Ok should we pick up there tomorrow then?” I ask. “I think if I read one more word my brain is going to explode.”
“Yea sure, let’s continue after breakfast.” He decides and I agree.
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It’s eight p.m now and I am so drained from the events of today I could likely fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow. Unfortunately my head doesn’t quite make it to the pillow.
As I near the Gryffindor common room I can’t help the nagging feeling that I’m forgetting something. I give the Fat Lady the password and as she swings forward to let me in I realise what I’ve forgotten. The welcome back party.
“Fuck me.” I curse as I climb through the hole.
Instantly 5 pairs of eyes are on me and I’m being bombarded with questions and they are as follows:
“Where the bloody hell have you been?!” That was Sirius.
“Why do you look so tired?” That ones from Lily.
“How could you forget the fucking party you were supposed to plan?!” That's Mary.
“Who were you with?” That one, is from James.
“Um” I say looking around dumbly
“Library, Research, I don’t know Mar- Wait what I was just with Reg. Hang on, why didn’t you two idiots just check the map?” I drawl.
James and Sirius both stared at me blankly before bursting into giggles.
I made eye contact with Remus and gave him an exasperated look. I was honestly too tired for this shit. I walked over to the table with the alcohol, poured myself three shots of fire whiskey, and took them all. Once again they were all staring at me.
“Well, are we going to party or not?” I asked.
Around two drinks later things started to get a little hazy, four drinks after that I was completely gone .
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I could no longer feel my body, everything was dark and it felt like I was floating. Although they were slightly muffled, the one thing I knew for certain was that I could hear two male voices having a conversation.
“I have come to ask something of you, I hope you will hear me out.” The first voice said. It was eerily familiar, like I had heard it before but now it was coming from a younger, almost different version of who I knew it to be.
“I can promise I will listen.” The second voice said. This man's voice was definitely older, once again familiar however.
The voices started to become muffled and distorted as if my brain was fast forwarding, then slowing so I could hear once more.
“I don’t think for a moment you actually expected me to give you a job Tom.” The second man spoke again, in a chillingly calm manner.
I could feel the hatred suddenly filling the room.
“I think you underestimate what I can offer you, you’re a fool Albus.”
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I bolted up right in bed.
“What the fuck does Dumbledore know?”
About twenty minutes later I was pacing outside of the Slytherin common room waiting for my twin. Ever since we moved in with the Potters, James has let Regulus and I use the two way mirror during the school year.
When the stone starts to shift and Regulus finally appears I grab his wrist and drag him close.
“What on earth are you doing Cassiopeia?” He hisses, probably annoyed I woke him up. “Are you still drunk or something.”
“Oh piss off.” I roll my eyes. “I found something out.”
“Um, do you want a medal?” He replies dryly.
“Actually I would, I know someone who knows something about You Know Whos real identity.”
Reg’s eyes instantly sharpen in realization and he looks ten times more awake.
“I think I know something as well.” Reg breathes, as if he is just remembering something important.