Rating:
PG-13
House:
The Dark Arts
Characters:
Lord Voldemort
Genres:
Mystery
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire
Stats:
Published: 02/15/2003
Updated: 04/28/2003
Words: 4,099
Chapters: 5
Hits: 1,500

The Three Black Roses

Satan in Heels

Story Summary:
When Harry, Ron, and Draco "pop" up in another world and learn something that will change the wizarding world completely from three mysterious women what will happen?

Chapter 05

Chapter Summary:
When Harry, Ron, and Draco "pop" into another world and learn something that will change the wizarding world completely from three mysterious women what will happen?
Posted:
04/28/2003
Hits:
243


Chapter 5

"LET ME GO!! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" She ran towards the voice and broke down the door where she found little Katreana Bury laying on the floor looking so innocent.

"Why did you do this." She hissed to the darkness, tears flowing down her cheeks onto the little girls bloodstained once white lace dress.

"I think you know why I had to do this, it was all because of you. It is always because of you that I do this, and you don't even do anything to stop me." A tall man that was blending in with the shadows. The only way she could tell where he was from his cold and harsh voice.

"Who are you? And where are you?" she sobbed looking back and forth, her long mahogany hair covering her eyes.

"I think you know who I am Isabella." His voice wasn't as harsh and cold, it was more sad and soft. He moved right in front of Katreana and she could just see his still cold red eyes looking into her heart.

"I'm not Isabella, I don't know you but I've seen those eyes somewhere before.... Let me see you." His cold red eyes were gone and his whole body was towering over her, she was looking right into her old lover's eyes.

"Do you remember me now Isabella?" The sadness had dissipated and his harsh demeanor was creeping back.

"My name is not Isabella, it is--" she once again looked into those red eyes and this time saw hatred and didn't finish her sentence for being feared of what he might do.

"How many people do I have to murder for you to remember your love for me." This was not a question, in a way he was talking to himself but he was looking at her.

"I do remember my love for you, but it was along time ago and I have a love for someone else. And I was Isabella, but not anymore." She was backing up away from him, her voice was soft and nervous.

"I am sorry for doing this Isabella, but I have to." He sighed and raised his dagger and swiftly stabbed her.

"Why?" she doubled over and fell into a mixture of Katreana and her blood, the blood was flowing all over her moss green velvet dress. The last thing she saw was his blood red eyes looking into her for the last time.

Kayla woke up drenched in sweat, "Oh god Erin."

"Dumbledore's fault?" Catlin asked shocked.

"Yes, because of him I caused Lee to die. If he wouldn't have had me be in this damn business Lee would still be alive and wouldn't have been murdered." Her voice was flat but had a edge to it that Catlin only heard once before, right after she found out about Lee's murder.

"Why do you blame--" she stopped at the look of Erin's mark, it was starting to turn to a dark blood red colour.

"Oh shit." Erin's voice was full of fear, which scared Catlin.

"What is it?"

"Voldemort."

What the hell is wrong with me! Damnit I shouldn't be having these feelings. Especially for a spy...and she's probably a mudblood....Hell I don't know. Draco's mind was racing during Potions that he wasn't even paying attention to Snape. "Malfoy stop daydreaming and get to work." Snape's harsh slimly voice brought him back to reality.

"Dreaming about Granger again Malfoy?" Blaise sneered.

"Hmhph, no way in hell would I dream about that know-it-all bitch." Blaise just laughed and left him alone. God I hate Blaise annoying bastard. I think I'm going to kill the bastard very soon. Also I think I have feelings for that damn spy....

"I have to go to him, I'll meet you soon." Erin said before she apparated, she appeared in a dark and dreary cave. "You called my lord?"

"Yes," he hissed glaring at her like he always did, "I have reasons to believe your loyalty lies with Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore? You think my loyalty lies with Dumbledore?" Erin spat.

"Yes now I will see if I am right or not." Voldemort raised his wand and hissed an incoherent spell at her. "Now tell me where your loyalty lies."

"You my lord and Dumbledore," Erin whispered harshly.

"Dumbledore and me?" Voldemort asked annoyed at this answer.

"Yes my lord, I am a spy for you and Dumbledore."

"Does Dumbledore know where I am at this moment?"

"No he does not, he only knows that you are in some cave in the mountains."

"What--" Before Voldemort could finish his sentence Erin mysteriously disappeared.