Chapter Eight

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I stared into his eyes, and I saw myself reflected in his pupils. 'Are you.... Evil?'

I shake my head. I tell him every thing, about how I ran away from her, about how my father is Lord Voldemort, all the business between the paper and the girls, how I need a new disguise.

Potter sorted me out a disguise. My new fake name is Iridessa Smitherson and I am a second year Gryffindor. I wear a beautiful auburn stick on wig.

Potter let me join his Dumbledores Army thing, which he formed for him to teach the members magic instead of Umbridge, who isn't allowing them to use magic in her classes.

'A patronus needs full attention, guys, remember, we are in this together.' Potter was saying, when the wall on the far side of the room of requirement exploded. Umbridge stood in the doorway, smiling, guarded by several burly slytherins.

The DA were dragged brutally up to dumbledores office. Dumbledore looked surprised. Umbridge and the Minister started talking. Suddenly, Dumbledore wrenched me out of a slytherins grasp, and disappeared, taking me with him!

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