Harry Potters Twin Sister(No. 4)

The Killing of Dumbledore was only the Beginning of the Bad, Bad Things

Dumbledore poured the memory into the basin and all three of us, out our heads in. We could only just fit. The black swirls came to Slughorn's office.

"I was in the library the other night, in the restricted section and came across something rather odd, a piece of rare magic. It is called, as I understand it, a Horcrux. I didn't understand it?"

"Well I don't know what you were reading Tom, but this, this is very dark stuff." Slughorn said. "A Horcrux, is an object which a person can conceal apart of their soul in."

"But I don't understand how that works sir?" Tom approached him,mn ever loosing eye contact.

"Well, one splits one soul and hides part of it in an object. Therefore you are protected, for if you die, then apart of your soul is still alive and you can come back alive. In other words you cannot die."

Tom still didn't smile. "So, how do you split the soul?"

"By murdering someone. Murdering someone splits the soul apart, as it is against our nature." Slughorn explained.

"Can the soul be split more than once? For example seven times?" Riddle asked.

"Seven!" Slughorn exclaimed. "Marlin! Tom to split the soul into seven pieces!" Slughorn's face turned from horror to humour. "This is all foe academic reasons isn't it?"

Riddle turned, a serious expression on his face, then it broke out into a smile. "Of course sir. It will be our little secret."

He sharply tuned away and the memory faded. "Vhoa." I simply said as we all sat around,maturing at the pensive.

"This is beyond anything that I imagined." Dumbledore muttered.

"Riddle, succeeded then? He created the Horcruxes?"

"Seven of them." Dumbledore muttered, then scowled. He stood and went over do his desk.

"Vhat are they?"

"Could be anything." Dumbledore explained. He opened a draw and pulled out a ring and a book, that had a hole through it. "A ring. A diary."

"Tom Riddles Diary." Harry muttered.

Dumbledore nodded. "Four years ago when you saved Ginny Weasley, a part of Tom Riddles soul was in this diary and therefore tried to come back through it. This is very powerful, very powerful, dark magic Harry and Lily."

We nodded. "The ring?" Harry asked.

"Belonged to Voldemort's mother. Very hard to find and even more difficult to destroy." Dumbledore held up his black hand.

"So if ve vere to find and destroy all zhese Horcruxes?" I asked.

"Destroys Voldemort." Dumbledore muttered.

"But they could be hidden anywhere?" Harry asked frantically.

"Yes, but magic, dark magic, leaves traces." Dumbledore said. "Let's go." He walked briskly up the Astonomy Tower, Harry and I rushing after him. We had no idea what he was doing, but anyway. "Take my arm."

He held out his arms and I knew that he wanted us to apperated with him, Harry took it and I took the opportunity. I bolted. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to betray them, but I had to and I'm pretty sure that I could handle my own life now.

I ran down the stairs and to the Room of Requirement. I entered and Draco was pacing. I closed the door frantically and looked at Draco. "Dumbledore is gone. He's gone with Harry. It's the perfect time. Unfortunately."

Draco nodded. We both hated the Dark Lord, but he ruled over our lives in two very different ways. Both as equally bad. I knew that when it came down to it I wouldn't choose Voldemort I would choose Harry. I knew that by betraying Harry it seemed bad, but when the final battle came to it, I would stand by his side. If it meant that Voldemort would be killed. After all, both Harry and I had to kill him. This was only a way that I and I alone chose.