Take.

Chapter 18

Elena.

"So, today's the day!" I sighed, entering the bathroom as Amy leaned back to straighten back up after beginning her eyeliner.  "You nervous?"

"Why do you keep asking her that?" Nicole leaned into the doorway suspiciously as my heart dropped and Amy's eyes glued themselves to the mirror.

"I'm worried about her," I stated, bluntly. "Its the first time she's been around these people in a long time, since Hogwarts and for her to also be around Draco and Blaise and neither of us will be right there beside her to have her back."

"We'll be upstairs, the guys will be in the basement and," Nicole leaned against the doorway facing us as she spoke. "if anything starts going down, or attention starts changing directions - Amy knows to redirect the attention."

"Of course," Amy stated, in an odd manner as she was applying lipstick. She pressed her lips together and then turning to dig into her makeup bag as she added, "I'll do what I got to do, desperate times call for desperate measures."

"Agreed." Nodded Nicole.

"Agreed," I added crossing my arms and sitting down on the closed toilet. "when are you heading over?"

"Did you - how did  you get her in?" Nicole shifted from one side of the doorway to the other.

I shifted a little on the toilet and leaned forward as Amy turned back to the mirror to start on her mascara.

"I had Amy write a letter and owled it to the Zambini manor..." I sighed, as Nicole moved from the doorway to the tube and sat down on the side of it.  "...I guess the right person saw it, she's on the list."

"What?" Nicole rose an eyebrow. "How do we know its not a trap?"

"Trap?" Amy gulped, 

"An ambush." Nicole cleared up.

"It's not," I stated, shooting my eyes at Amy, whose face dropped to a relaxed state.

"How do you know though?" Nicole pushed.

"I just do." I pushed back.

"Elena..." Amy sighed, turning from the mirror and began scrunching her hair.  "...I think we better just tell her."

I shot her a firm disagreeing look, but it was too late.

Amy had said something in front of Nicole.

We had to tell her now.

"Tell me what?" Nicole questioned raising an eyebrow.

I just bit my lower lip and glanced from Nicole to Amy then down to the tile floor and sighed.

Nicole's eyes burned through my head as I rose my gaze to hers.

"Fine," I sighed, leaning back against the back tank of the toilet and glared over at Amy for her big mouth. "we had a plan within this plan since you brought up Amy going on the inside..."

"What plan?" Nicole leaned forward a little curiously.  "And why wasn't I in on this?"

"It was one of those plans that would have been revealed later and it would have probably saved  your life." Amy sighed, turning from the sink to face both of us.

"What?" Nicole asked, looking between myself and Amy.

I sighed and pressed my knuckles against my forehead as Amy pushed the door closed and dropped her gaze.

'We have a very trusted inside mole..." I nodded slowly, letting my gaze float between Nicole an Amy. "...and we have information, from said inside mole, that the parchments we stole from the Black house, are fake."