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Chapter 6 | Nicole

Edited: 2/6/2021

Nicole.

My eyes fluttered open that next morning. 

I rolled my eyes as the sun danced into the room and flung itself into my face. 

My eyes slammed shut as I slide out of bed and made my way into the bathroom. 

I wet my toothbrush and slide some toothpaste on top of the brush and began to scrub my nightly dosed, nasty teeth, to the awesome Morning toothpaste smell.

I made my way to the doorway of the bathroom, and starred around the room.

Suddenly feeling lonely and unsettled by the quiet stillness.

"...Amy and I need this room..." I muttered to myself through the toothbrush. I looked over at my bed to see the scroll laying on my bedside table. I rose an eyebrow as I turned and finished brushing my teeth and waved a wand to make my hair shake away the pillow look and it fell curly and blonde, as I loved it to be.

I had to make myself happy somehow, I mean all my life I've had the Order on my back, to do this, to do that and the only reason I agreed to it was because Remus Lupin told me that if I did so much for them, they would take care of the Deatheater that killed my parents, and I would have the privilege to end their life with my own wand.

They haven't figured out who did it and I haven't gotten close to killing anyone.

I slide on my robes and looked over at my bed once more, I finally rolled my eyes and waved my wand to make my bed as I sat down on it. I picked up the scroll and glanced out the window to the beautiful sunny day. I finally pulled on the blue ribbon after seeing a few birds fly by and seeing them being swatted out of the air by the lovely Willow that was near my dorm window.

The scroll fell out to reveal the Minister's writing. I gasped at the words as I read them out loud, just make sure I was reading them correctly;

Nicole

This year is your sixth year at the school of witchcraft and wizardry, the beautiful place of Hogwarts. The Order is proud that you've made it this phase. 

With your spot blown with Mister Potter, Mister Weasley, Mister Longbottom, Miss Lovegood, Miss Granger and Miss Weasley from the previous year when they broke into the Order, that doesn't mean that you need to inform them about your mission.

Being the youngest Order agent we have you're mission as followed;

We suspect that the Deatheaters are targeting someone important, someone like Dumbledore, this year, we're not sure if they're wanting to murder him or not, but its your job to make sure he is protected. You are also to target their young Deatheater and befriend, distract if you will, them from his mission.

We have an idea of who the target could be, its one of the two; Blaise Zambini or Draco Malfoy.

Find out who it is and befriend them. 

Send me a letter to keep informed of your missions process.

Do anything you can to keep them away from Dumbledore and protect that man.

You-Know-Who can only be taken down by him.

M.

"Voldemort." I smirked out loud. "If you're so mighty, why can't you say his fucking name!?" I growled, throwing the scroll across the room.

"Nicole!?" called Amy, through the door. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah." I shot back as I starred down at the scroll and heard the door open and close. "Wanna read it?"