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The Newest Heir

This information could be perilous in the hands of the wrong person during this war. It would be a major flaw in his plan of rising to power. So please, for the safety of the world, don't tell anyone not even her, that Voldemort is her father.

Chapter 1

Why Are They After Me?

They were after me. I didn't know why they wanted me so badly. I shivered in the darkness of my hiding place and took what rest I could, because it would not be long until they found me again. The sweat that covered my body made me ache for warmth. It made me consider my clothes that were matted with dirt and full of holes cling to me as they had for the last couple of days.

I closed my eyes for the refuge of a better time, which seemed so far away. Yet it had only been a few days ago.

***Flashback***

"Push over; you're taking up the whole couch!" I complained and I elbowed him to get my point across and maybe to knock the video game controller out of his hands.

"Well I can't because your fat ass is already pushing into my side." Ralph replied, pushing me hard in the shoulder hoping to gain an advantage in the game. I brought up a foot and kicked him in the side. He yelled loudly as he flew across the room into the Lay-Z-Boy and toppling it over. "TATIANA"

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. It's that accidental magic I swear." I said while running to find cover from the wrath of Raphael Nadira. No matter where I was, Ralph was always able to find me. And he would usually appear silently behind me.

Something hard landed o top me of me. As per usual it was Ralph. "Ugh, you're suffocating me you obese Neanderthal! I'm dying here!" I whined.

"180lbs of pure muscle is not that heavy."

"That phrase was contradictory."

"So what?"

"If you continue to lie on top of me you'll kill me and then I will hate for the rest of my life."

"And I was contradicting?"

"Well…." trying to quickly come up with a retort, "so what?" I managed unsuccessfully.

"As your elder you have no right to tell me what I should do." I used all of my strength to roll him off of me. I tried running again but he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back into him. We wrestled around. Ralph used his muscles to lock me in place and I used my flexibility that had come from many years of dance training to help me wriggle out of impossible positions.

"You're not my elder, we're the same age."

"By six minutes, and I have to say those were the happiest minutes of my life."

A few minutes and many scattered or broken decorations later, we broke apart laughing. Clutching our sides from laughter, we ended up together on the floor leaning against the upside down couch. Somehow it always ended up like this. One moment we would be fighting, rolling around in knots around the room, breaking apart after everything in our path was destroyed laughing until we cried.

"My vase!" mom cried. Right on cue, she would always enter to find both of her sixteen year old teenagers in the middle of an upside down room laughing like we couldn't care less. We both looked down from the initial shame and guilt, then at each other and laughed even harder.

"Yes hilarious. Now, I want this room spotless." Not even when we broke her favorite antique china vase, did she lose her cool. Our mom was the best!

The air in the room turned cold. It felt like an evil presence was freezing me from the inside out. I looked at my family's faces. They felt it too. I knew something wasn't right.

Suddenly, we all heard something break outside. All went quite. Dark mist started to fill the air. It seemed to suck all the happiness from the room, leaving it empty, bitter, with no hope. I looked to my mom for answers, isn't that what parents are for? A look of realization dawned upon her face.

"They can't of found us" it was barely a whisper but my twin and I both heard it. Her eyes her wide with horror. "Run." We stood still not understanding. Mom ran to the closet and threw a cloak at each of us, "RUN! Find somewhere safe. I love you now go." She was then absorbed by the mist and vanished.

It all happened so fast. One minute she was there, the next she was swallowed up. That's when they appeared; the men in the masks.

**End of Flashback**

I woke up with tears streaming down my face. Ralph and I were separated yesterday. He thought he might be able to lead them away from me. He was always a little protective over me. I guess that by not having a father figure in my life, he tried extra hard to fill in for those missing shoes. His plan did work for a little while, giving me time to catch my breath. But in the end the plan failed and they found me again. I hope this is going to stop. There is only so much an individual can take before giving in. I wish Ralph was here. He always knew what to do in sticky situations. I may have been smarter in school than him but he is the smartest person I know.

The hairs on the back of my neck stood up on end. It was a warning that the men in the masks were close. I had to get out before they cornered me in. I pulled the hood of the cloak over my face making me feel I had some protection with me. I came slowly out of my hiding place, unsure of where those creeps are. I checked my surroundings. Clear on every side; for now, I raced as fast as I could to find freedom.

My legs burned as I launched myself farther. Being malnourished for days is rapidly catching up with me. Barely any food, water or sleep for three days made me slow and weary. The toe of my boot caught on a root. I felt myself falling face first onto the leaf covered ground. My hands caught me but only just. It was a mistake like this that could cost me dearly. My body screamed in protest as I rose from the ground. My attempt to regain my balance was lost. I crumpled back to the ground as a searing pain shot up my leg. I looked down. My foot was twisted up in the tree root.

Desperately trying to loosen my injured foot from its prison, I restrained myself from screaming to keep my location a secret from my pursuers. The depressing thought that it will be almost impossible for me to continue fluttered in the front of my mind.

That minute I was surrounded by black smoke. The mist took shape of the men in the skull masks. "What do you want with me?" I screamed at them. Limping I turned in a circle trying to find an escape.

"I'm the one you want." A voice cried from behind me. I knew that voice. I could recognize it anywhere, it was Ralph.

Everyone turned to look at him. "She has nothing to do with this." He ran towards me and pulled me free and into his arms. He was the only thing I had left so I held him tight. Separating was a mistake if we were getting out of here we were going to do it together. "He doesn't have any business with her. Leave her alone." The seriousness of his voice frightened me. Who was he talking about? And what does it have to do with us.

I looked deep into his stormy grey eyes. They were always so full of life and joy, now filled with fear and determination. I have never seen this in his eyes before. I could tell he was lying about me to them, but I had no idea why he was looking at me like he knew what was about to happen, like it would be the last time I would ever see him.

"Be safe… I love you." A flash of green light hit him in the back. He fell limp in my arms. I looked down, there was no more life left in his eyes.

Leaving him to fall to the cold autumn ground, I ran with new found strength. It was like I sucked up his life force when he was killed. His determination to keep me safe drove me forward. Every step caused pain. Thinking of the last words my twin brother said to me as the tears flowed freely down my cheeks, I prayed silently to be somewhere safe.

Shots of green lights shot out of the ends of their wands. I narrowly missed every one of them. They were going to kill me. I don't know why. I continued to push myself forward, even though I knew it wouldn't be for long.

I looked back to see how far I'd gone. Not far enough, I saw one of them raise their arm ready to take me down and I saw his arm. A skull and snake tattoo was the last thing I saw before closing my eyes and continued limping towards the hopeful light at the end of the tunnel.

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