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It was nearing the end of the year, and everyone was beginning to study for exams. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Elisa made their way to Care of Magical Creatures. They had been studying Ganools, beasts with anteater noses, tiger striped, birds feet, and arms the same way, and tails in which the Ganools would stick fur and feathers they would find. The lesson went smoothly, and they headed back up to the castle for potions, which, with the exception of Neville losing ten points for Gryffindor, also went smoothly.

It was Friday, and so they went to visit Hagrid, Elisa having also met him in Diagon Alley. They had tea, and were about to walk back up to the castle, but when Hagrid opened the door they saw a rat sitting in the grass. He was missing a claw.

"Pettigrew!" cried Hermione and they rushed after him, but he was small and agile as a rat, and he led them into the Forbidden forest, but they took no notice. The only thing that crossed Harry’s mind was Catch him and you can go live with Sirius! They all wanted Sirius free, and so they kept running. It seemed like they had been running for hours, and Harry didn’t notice that Ron, Hermione, and Elisa had all stopped out of exhaustion, Elisa not thinking to change. He followed Pettigrew into a clearing, and found himself face to face, once more, with Lord Voldemort.

It was so sudden that Harry was hardly frightened, and to tired to scream anyway.

"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort said

Harry’s wand flew into the air, and Voldemort caught it deftly. He smiled nefariously. Pettigrew had transformed behind him.

"We meet again Harry Potter." Those cold red eyes stared at him, "But this time, I will kill you." He was still smiling

Harry didn’t say anything. There was nothing to say. He took a step backwards.

"Don’t try to run away. I’ll kill you if you do." The sky was darkening "Wormtail, come here." Wormtail stood up his head down, his left arm outstretched. Voldemort pressed his hand to the Dark Mark tattooed on it. Wormtail whimpered. Snakes slithered in and out through the trees. Coming in and out of view as they wound their way about the trees and shadows.

Voldemort’s supporters began to apparate around them. Harry looked around, at all the masked faces. Voldemort muttered something, and ropes flew from the end of his wand, binding him.

"And now, Harry Potter, I shall kill you." He had a grin on his face that could have melted plastic. He raised his wand

"While he’s tied up? Not very sporting of you," Elisa was leaning casually against a tree to the left of Harry, "Strange of you to try and kill him here, right under Dumbledore’s nose, eh, Voldemort?" she smiled at him.

The Dark Lord smiled his nefarious smile back at her "Good to see you too, Elisa. Long time no see. I hear you’ve given up your family name. That did irritate me," his eyes narrowed, but he was still smiling.

Harry stood in amazement, looking back and forth, from Elisa to Voldemort.

"You threw out yours, so if you want me to take it back up, I’ll have to start calling you Tom."

Voldemort sneered at the name.

"What’s the matter? Would you rather go around calling you ‘Dad’?" She sneered back.

"I never wanted you,"

"Not my fault I ain’t a boy," she said this with a strange accent, a street one, "Not my fault I ain’t an heir to your name!"

These words sunk in slowly, but Harry understood. Elisa was Voldemort’s daughter.

"But I wish you’d take up the family job," he said, with a slight hint of sarcasm.

"I wish I had a father who didn’t make a life of killing. But I can’t help the fact that I don’t like it," she answered