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A/N: I AM SO VERY SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE D: It has been a hectic few weeks and I had to completely redo this chapter from scratch. Thank you guys for hanging on for the time being but now since it is summer the updates will be more frequent? Thank you for the comments and the support, you all are the best! Sorry again for the late chapter and that it has not been proof-read and checked. Had to get it out for you all! :)

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I stretched and grinned, sprawled in the clearing with a care-free laziness around the both of us. My hair fanned out around my head as I rolled over onto my side and looked at Nymphadora. "Bored yet?"

"I can lie here all day," she answered with a yawn. "Literally, I feel so lazy."

"Really?" I poked her side with a smile. "You? You're always so active!"

"Yeah," Nymphadora faked another yawn before curling up and facing me. "And you aren't? That thrill from the race too much?"

I grinned in response. "Maybe, I feel like I can never sleep ever again, we also have Diagon Alley next month."

"Next month," Nymphadora repeated with a small smile. "Too eager for Hogwarts. Enjoy the summer!"

"Aw," I faked a pout. "But it's Quidditch in second year I'm excited for, plus, being a Ravenclaw, school is fun."

"You got me there," she raised her hands in defeat and pushed herself up. "C'mon, lets go, its about three...I think."

I nodded and hauled myself up. "It's still summer time, seriously, what's the rush?"

"Nothing, just that summer takes too long and it is sometime-"

"I was kidding!" I poked her again and sat cross-legged staring down at her. "Now, come on! We have at least two more month, we can't get bored yet!"

~o~

I shifted and scribbled another paragraph down onto the piece of parchment filled to the edges with tiny letters. I moistened my lips and flipped a page of the large Potions textbook. "Hello, Nymphie."

"Ugh, how can you do that?" Nymphadora yanked a chair out and collapsed into it smiling nonetheless. "Well, besides the powers of Black."

"I guess that's why?" I shrugged and looked up. "And that crash in the hallway didn't help you either."

"I knew it!" Nymphadora frowned. "I'm dead clumsy, nearly failed Auror test because of it."

I reached over and hugged her gently. "Oh, don't say that, you made it, didn't you?"

"I guess," she shrugged. "Where is mother?" She stood and looked around before glancing at me. "Can you?"

"She's in her bedroom," I answered without looking up. "Working on something from the Ministry I think."

"Oh, alright," Nymphadora stood and pushed her chair in. "I'm heading out, just wanted to tell her."

I nodded. "I'll tell her when she comes down; where are you going though?"

"I was going out to buy some stuff," Nymphadora waved before she disappeared out the door.

I gave a small wave before returning back to my summer homework, a small frown curved my lips downwards but I shook my head and closed my eyes. "The dream was nothing, there is no prophecy, there is nothing happening."

~o~

Flashback to the Dream

~o~

"Ah, Vulpecula," a low voice hissed in my ear. I turned and lashed out with my knife in hand, the silver blade sliced through the acrid smoke surrounding me. I hissed venomously and glared into the inky blackness. The knife in my hand glinted as the pocket opened in the smoke revealing a light behind it.

"Who are you?" I shouted. My eyes search the blackness as I readied my knife again. "Where are you?"

"Ah, Vulpecula, careful with that," the voice hissed. The knife flew from my hand and disappeared into the darkness, "you may hurt your superiors."

I whipped around and slashed my nails out to the smoke before I dove out of the cloud of smoke, bright light suddenly blinded me.

Born when the stars align

To change the tide of war

Through light or dark she will destroy one

With the power of two she will rise

The child of the dark and the black

She will change the tide of war

To dark she was born

To light may she join

She is the last weapon to either

I hissed and looked black as a misty figure stepped from the shadows, my wand was in hand immediately as he - the Dark Lord it seemed like - stepped closer. "Vulpecula, you don't want to hurt me, do you?" The figure looked to me with blood-red eyes. "I am your mother's only hope of freedom."

I froze and looked to the figure. "My lord?" I called out, the words almost familiar on my tongue, a ghost of using and hearing them lurking in the shadows of my mind.

The figure nodded. "You will be the final power of the Death Eaters, you are our Dark Rose, you have the power I have over my ranks. You are my protegee, Vulpecula, the Dark's weapon against light."

I hesitated before closing my eyes and when I opened, I was back in my room.

~o~

Leaky Couldron; Last Week of Summer

~o~

I pulled on Nymphadora's arm. "Come on, slow-poke!" I joked. "We are almost there!"

"Oh wait up!" Nymphadora met my pace and wrapped her arms over my shoulder. "You are way too excited, sister."

"Well sorry," I replied taking a deep breath. "I just want to get to Hogwarts and play Quidditch already!"

"I know how you feel, just tone it down a bit." I nodded at her words and followed her to the wall which she tapped with her wand. With a creaky, scratching sound, the wall pulled back and we stepped through the Diagon Alley.

I grinned as we walked to the Quidditch shop, I could tell Nymphadora was excited too from the way she was walking - careful yet clipped - and how she was slightly tugging on my hand.

"Gloves and robes and a new broom," I repeated. "And anything else you want."

"That feels like everything," Nymphadora answered. She turned to meet my eyes - her own glimmering in excitement - and she tugged on my arm playfully. "You said to hurry up!"

~o~

"Good morning, Mrs. Weasley," I said as we walked up to the red-headed family. "Hi Ron, Ginny."

"Hi Vulpecula!" Ginny waved excitedly. "Are you excited? I am! It's my fir-"

"Ginny," Mrs. Weasley's harsh tone interrupted her and she smiled shyly. "Good morning, Vulpecula. Where is Nymphadora or your aunt?"

"Nymphadora is talking to the Malfoys," I answered. "Aunt Meda is at home, she couldn't come."

"Ah," Mrs. Weasley nodded to the brick wall. "Go on ahead dear."

"Thank you," I said as I pushed my trolley past her and into the gate to Platform 9 ¾, I emerged on the other side and continued to the people who were packing up the bags onto the train. She gave them a smile before walking to Ginny's side and petting her head. "First year, huh?"

"Yes! It's finally my turn!" Ginny gave a short squeal and jumped up and down. "Where is Ron? Or Harry for that matter?"

"I thought they were behind you?" Hermione's voice interrupted us. I hugged her with a wide grin.

"Hermione!" I said. "They might already be on the train, I don't know."

Ginny nodded to my words. "Come on! Let's go already!"

"This is Ginerva Weasley, Ron's sister," I said holding her arm to prevent her from running to the train. "Ginny, this is Hermione Granger."

"Oh!" Ginny grinned. "The brightest witch of the generation? This is awesome!"

"Ginny, stop acting so kiddish!" I laughed. "You are way to hyper right now. Hermione?"

"Nice to meet you too," Hermione said with a nod. "Ginny is right, we should get on the train and find Ron and Harry."

I nodded and jumped onto the train, I ignored the hostile glances I got from several other students as I walked down the compartments looking for Harry and Ron. "Where are they?" I asked when we got to the last one.

"Oh, forget it," Hermione pulled a door open and we sat down. "They'll come around and find us."

"True," I said though I was occupied trying to pull my book from my bag. "It is so weird being addressed as Lestrange."

"What? Oh yeah, Vulpecula Lestrange, officially." Hermione noted. "I saw it in the Daily Prophet."

"Yep," I nodded as I opened the history book and pulled my wand out. "Officially an outcast it seems like."