Truly Me Amelia Zabini

Life is Complicated

Several gasps could be heard around the room. All eyes were on a short, almost sickly thin girl, with long softly curled black hair. She had pale skin, sharp but appealing features. The girl stood with her head down, eyes closed.

"Severus was right. It really is Amelia!" Narcissa Malfoy states with wide eyes.

At the words spoken, Amelia opens her eyes. Who turns her blue and yellow eyes on her brother. "Where is she, Blaise?" She asks, getting multiple looks of confusion.

"They are talking about you... Your Amelia."

Her eyes begin to glow, all while she stares at the boy in front of her hard. "You know who I am talking about, don't play the fool." She leaned in to half whisper in his ear,but everyone still heard the words she spoke. "I remember who I am now. So tell me, where Seriena is before I get angry with you little brother."

She pulled back and everyone saw her smirk as his eyes went wide. Amelia nodded, "Oh yes, I remember it all."

"What is she talking about?"

"Her twin Seriena, my Lord." He answered with his head down.

Voldemort turned on Severus, "You mean to tell me, this boy isn't her twin as you said, Severus?"

"I was told by Dumbledore she was a Zabini and had a twin. So naturally, I thought Blaise was her twin, being as they were in the same year." Severus answered his Master in defense.

"Then why are they both in the same year?"

Amelia raised her hand slightly. "I can explain that one actually, but after. I will be finding out where my sister is." She then looked to Blaise, "No matter what it takes."

Voldemort waves his hand, telling her to continue. "I was taken at the age of twelve, while in my second year at Hogwarts. Dumbledore had discovered my power, wanted it for his side, for his gain and your down fall. My sister had been at the library, but when she didn't show to lunch or dinner I went looking for her. Dumbledore locked me in an odd room in the dungeons for years, testing potions and spells on me. When I hit the age of twenty he came up with a plan to use me in battle for his side, because he couldn't kill me. I will forever look as though I just stepped fresh out of Hogwarts, until I finally figure out a way to die."

"How old are you now?" Narcissa asked with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Snape here, had been apart of you guys for a year when I was in my first year. I'm sure you can do the math." Amelia turned back to Blaise, but never got the chance to speak.

"So your twenty-eight? How do you still look so young? Why can't you die?" Draco asked, finally joining in on the conversation.

"Forced immortality, Draco." She rolled her eyes then spoke directly to Blaise. "Now, where is she? I want to see my sister, the reason I'm still here. Please Blaise!"

Blaise looked up from the floor to his older sister with a sad look. "She was killed by the Order of Phoenix, when I was four."

Amelia stumbled back a few steps, everyone watched her with concern. The girl had been through hell and back, the only thing she wanted was to see her other half. Only to find that the Order had taken that from her too.

"I thought they had said that to brake me!" She cried out in torment.

The room was eerily quite until someone tried to touch her. She let out an enraged scream, so full of power it knocked everyone off their feet and broke all the glass in the room. Amelia turned on a struggling Bellatrix. With a wave of her hand, she lifted Bella off her feet and several inches up the wall. "Where is my bag?"

Bella Pulled a hand from her reddening throat to point to a purple lump in the corner. "Thank you," Amelia set her down.

She grabbed her bag, dug through it for a few seconds before pulling out an ebony wand. Waving it over herself, she stood wearing black skinny jeans, a black long sleeved shirt, with a corset over it. Amelia pulled a black cloak on before securing her long boots and knife sheath. With a nod of satisfaction, she jumped out a newly broken window. Severus, Draco, Narcissa, and Blaise make it to the window just in time to see her land softly on her feet three stories down.

"Go with her Severus, she's quite valuable." Voldemort spoke to his second in command. With a swift nod, Severus flew out the window in the form of black smoke.