I walk out of Snape's office and run into Fred (again). "Did you get detention?" Fred asks me.

"No, luckily." I say.

"That's good. Hey, remember a long time ago you said you had something to tell me. You never did, but can you tell me now?" Fred asks.

"Well here, let's sit down. It's a long story." I say, leading him over to these benches, i sit down and Fred sits next to me.

"Tell me...please." said Fred.

"Well you see, my parents are Bellatrix Lestrange and Tom Riddle." I begin. "Also known as Lord Voldemort."

"So you're the daughter of Voldemort?" Fred asks.

"Yes." I say.

"But you look nothing like them." Says Fred.

"I know. They both don't have dirty blonde hair or cold grey eyes." I say. "Anyways, according to Snape, my father asked him to watch over me."

"Oh." Said Fred.

"Are we still friends?" I ask.

"Yes, of course." Fred says. I smile and hug him.