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"And I can’t help the fact that I love you," He said with a sigh. Harry had never thought Voldemort could ever love anyone. Harry looked around once more. The Death Eaters looked as bewildered as he did. "It gets in the way of my work," he said looking at her in mock sadness.

Elisa murmured under her breath, and she pointed her wand toward Harry behind her back, and the ropes vanished but in the confusion no one noticed. Elisa didn’t glance at him to give him away.

"Wish I had a mother too, but you killed her. Wish I didn’t love you back. It makes it all the harder for me to fight against you," and at that moment she changed. Suddenly a great bird, giant, grabbed Harry around the shoulders and he was soaring. Back to the castle.

Someone yelled "Obliviate!" and Elisa fell to the ground with a thud, but she was close to the castle, and no one was following. Harry had landed on the ground next to her, her having let go. She changed back.

Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers were running onto the grounds, Hermione and Ron close behind. They breathed a sigh of relief as Harry sat up, unharmed.

Dumbledore saw Elisa lying on the ground, checked her pulse, and quietly said "Ennervate,". Elisa stared up, then looked to her left and saw Harry sitting on the ground next to her, looked at him in horror, changed to a cat and promptly ran up into the castle.

It was a few days since Harry had seen Voldemort for the sixth time, and it was a few days till Harry saw Elisa again. She seemed to avoid him, dreading the time till she would have to explain to him. But Harry cornered her.

"He’s your dad?!"

"Yup,"

"Who was he married to?"

"He never married, but she had me—"

"Who?"

"Don’t really now, but I think her name was Elisabeth, so I’m named after her."

"Elisabeth?"

"Elisa for short."

"Mmm."

The Hogwarts Express left the station, and they wished that that ride could never end. The year before had been great, but security was strengthened around Harry, and Elisa. When Harry asked why she responded, nonchalantly "Oh, he’s been after me for a while, trying to get me to help him out, but I’m too close to Dumbledore. He’s looked out for me ever since Voldemort left, I met him when I was six, and I think I amused him, after I told him that I kept the fact that I’m a Changling for five years."

"Bet you weren’t the same when you were six." Ron said

"How much. I was, ‘cept I didn’t know much magic yet," she was getting out her CD player again.

The Hogwarts Express had left the station, in fact it was nearing platform nine and three-quarters, and they wished that the ride could go on forever. The year before had been great, but security had been strengthened around Harry and Elisa, but that didn’t bother them too much. They did magic while they still could, joked and played exploding snaps. But like all things, except perhaps time, the ride ended, like all good things must end, and they got off the bus, said they’re good byes, and left in their own directions.

"Good Bye," Harry said, as Elisa went to get a taxi for the airport.

"Who’s that?" Uncle Dursley asked unpleasantly.

"The daughter of someone, who’s killed thousands," Harry said staring after her. She smiled out the window of the taxi at him, her eyes shining, red like blood. She waved her left arm, and Harry noticed something he hadn’t before. Half the Dark Mark was scarred on the upper part of her lower left arm. She was still waving, but she glanced at it, as her taxi rounded a corner, and was lost from site.