When she recovered she was lying on the couch. Her eyes opened with difficulty and she saw the couple sitting at the dinner table, in front of her. They were talking softly, looking a little nervous, about what they would need to do and on who they would be able to rely for help. Flora was dizzy when rose up from the sofa and approached them, leaning on the table. The table was filled with paper where Neville and Hannah were doing a lot of notes. Neville looked at Flora and he came up with an idea:

“Let's call the DA. We must hurry before the Death Eaters get organized ... Let's meet at my grandmother's house; it’ll be safer and it’s roomy enough. Could you get our old galleons, Hannah-honey?”

Hannah stood up, walked to the fireplace and quickly returned with a picture frame on her hand, where there was a couple of coins gently stored between the glass and a piece of parchment with a picture of a smiling group of teens. . In the parchment, it could be read "Dumbledore's Army" followed by several names. Their names were there: Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott, followed by a dozen other ones. She cast a Tollerium Charm (a spell to remove objects from within other) against the coins within the frame, and the glass seemed to vanish in front of the coins, which got out of it. She caught them and cast another spell which made the coins began to shine in a different way. Then, the address and the time of the meeting appeared in their tail face. It would be in 16 minutes.

“Let’s go.”

Neville took Hannah by the hand and reached for Flora that stared blankly at them.

“Let’s meet some old friends. For the time being, we don’t think it's safe to ask the ministry for help, since it’d be very difficult to explain to them why you need protection. McLaggen, the Minister for Magic, is a foolish bureaucrat. It will be decades before he gets what is going on.” Hannah said, gesturing a little nervous.

“W. .. W. .. W. .. What was that thing?” Flora said pointing to where the bright wolf had appeared.

“Draco’s patronus ... Funny, I thought he was incapable of conjuring one. It must be Harry’s thing,” assumed Neville. “But the voice on the message was undoubtedly his. No one could do that but Draco.”

"What's this patronus? Draco okay?"

"I suppose so ..." Neville smiled at her. "Patronus is a spell that evokes a positive force that can both be used as a shield against Dementors and can be used the way you saw, to send urgent messages. Anyway, I ask you settle down; we have already been in worse situations. We’ll help you. But we need to hurry up.”

Flora held out her hand to him. Neville suggested her to pick up her wand. She still wasn’t used to taking her wand to wherever she went, although it felt to her like an extension of her arm. Anyway, she felt safer with it. The three joined hands and went by Apparition conducted by Neville. It was her third experience with Apparition, one could say it was a success, as this time she closed her eyes in time and, despite having felt her body pressing she did not feel nauseous. This gave to Flora a momentary sense of triumph and she smiled in secret.

Some seconds later, they arrived at the house of Neville’s Grandma. She was a tall lady with very white hair, was dressed in a heavy velvet suit, and was in high heels. She was happy to see Hannah. The old lady fondled Hannah belly and talked to the still unborn baby:

“Good morning, great-granddaughter. You’ll be as great a witch as your mother.”

“Come on, grandma.” Neville said a little embarrassed. His grandmother pretended not to hear him and said:

“Neville, your friend Ron has just arrived; he is in the living room. He thinks you are going to throw a party or something like that. He’s asked me about the other guests ...”

At that moment Hermione, Ginny, Ernie Macmillan, Finnigam Seamus, Dean Thomas, Cho Chang and Luna Lovegood arrived.. Flora stood at a corner of the room withdrawn from the others. She was not sure how all those people were going to received her. Besides, she was so concerned with her family that she didn’t even notice the arrival of the others. To her relief, everyone was so excited about the meeting that they took to realize her presence. Neville approached Ginny:

“Where is Harry?”

“He's working, Neville. He was the countryside to help in the arrest of a darkness artefacts smuggler before going to the ministry, he'll have a meeting at 10am with the minister. He usually leaves his galleon at home, so he didn’t see your message. I was nearing the Daily Prophet when I felt my pocket warm with the galleon..." She admits, a little embarrassed. "Er ... I think it gives me luck ... Anyway... What was so urgent? I see that your baby hasn’t been born yet. Is that meeting simply because you’ve missed us?”

Ginny looked kindly at Hannah, and then to the Flora, intrigued. Neville took a deep breath and said:

"Friends, please. Need to introduce you someone ..."

Everyone looked at him and then immediately look to see who would be the person. Flora felt them gaze at her. Then Neville concluded all in a row:

“This is Flora; Draco’s cousin; Bellatrix and Voldemort's daughter .... “

And Neville told them what was happening. Everyone looked terrified and listened attentively to the whole story in silence, dared not even look at each other, as they were in shock. They examined Flora in the old and poorly lit room. At first, not so gently as her profile in the dark reminded Bellatrix’s. Flora noticed that some of them discreetly placed their hands on the wands, wary. Then, Hannah asked her to come to the light, and they stopped being suspicious of her as then, Flora’s delicate features didn’t look frightful to anyone.

“Sorry; as we don’t choose our parents, my origin is not my fault. Fortunately, I was raised by a great and very loving family in Brazil. I have three children. Draco went over there to help my husband to protect them. My husband and I had no training in magic. The little I know, I’ve learnt in these last days. I'm scared, I want to go home.”

Flora's speech was so confusing, since she was very nervous about the situation and afraid of how people could judge her. This was a completely new feeling for her in which she did not know to cope, because she had never really worried about other people's opinions on her. All of them listened to her in absolute silence again, finally Ron said:

“Then Draco went to Brazil while here things are on fire? It’s exactly like him, that coward.”

“Ron, Lucius Malfoy sent dementors behind Flora’s family to force her to surrender. This time Draco seems to be doing the right thing. But I think he’ll need help. It would be nice to check if everything is going well over there. Perhaps it is best to bring her family closer.”

“No!”

Flora cried.

“I’d rather let my children away from it!”

“Flora, it may be easier to protect them here. We could take turns.” Hannah tried to explain.

“For the time being I say no. I believe everything will soon be finished and I’ll go back home then. Please hold on a little.” Flora replied, trying calm down herself.
Hermione checked her watch and said:

“Oh, no! Harry should now be at the Ministry. At this point he’s already being watched by Death Eaters. Lucius should know that we would look for Harry and he should fear it... He must believe that Harry is the most obvious threat for Flora, as he was for her father ... He'll want to keep him away from her ... I hope they not hurt him! We must do something quick!"

Just as Hermione had supposed, Harry was in the ministry and could not go home as every time he was about to leave, a urgent work turned up for him to solve. Therefore, he didn’t know what was going on yet. Neville found it risky to send him an owl or a patron, as they could be intercepted by a witch or wizard. Besides that, as he hadn’t gone home, nobody managed to access him through the Internet, as electronic objects did not work where there was high concentration of magic.

After a short meeting led by Neville and Hannah, they decide that before anything was necessary to ensure the safety of their family. Then, Ginny and Ron went to the Burrow, theirs mother home, to ask them to double their security and don’t let out the children that were spending some days at their grandparents'. The other DA members did the same to their family and friends and then returned, as they had been agreed.
Meanwhile Hermione tried to warn Harry in the ministry. Nevertheless, she was attacked by Death Eaters and was forced to return. She got agitated and talking rapidly, almost breathlessly, a little disheveled. Soon they were all around her, attentive listening:

“We need to send Harry a warning, he doesn’t know anything about what’s going on, and he’d be attacked. I was attacked on arrival in the ministry. There was a lot of them and acted discreetly, I had to go back. As I had supposed he’s in danger. It’s likely the Death Eaters believe he is a threat to Flora just as he was to Voldemort and they don't want we meet him… Yeah, I’m sure… They’ll attack him and he won’t even know why. Moreover, the city’s outskirts are characteristically cold. It means dementors are over there. They are more organized than we could imagine. ”

Flora scared, but wanting to help them, dared suggest them something:

“Sorry, I'm not prepared for all this in any way. But Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy said that Harry talked to snakes, just like my father. The point is that I can speak to snakes too. We could send him a message through a snake.”

Neville discouraged her. “Snakes are not like owls. They don’t know how to find people. This is out of question. And besides, he should no longer be able to speak to snakes now that Voldemort is dead. There was a link between the two through which they shared that gift.”

Flora looked at him confused as she wanted to help them somehow.. Ron interrupted:

“In fact Neville, he’s still able to talk to them. We don’t understand how come, but we went to the zoo with the kids a few days ago and after twenty years Harry spoke again to a snake.”

“Are you sure, Ron?”

“Yes, I’ve seen it myself. In the beginning he was apprehensive, but as his scar was as still as it should be, he relaxed. To tell the truth, we ended up having a great time over it. Surely, just Dumbledore would have the answer for this kind of thing, and he wouldn’t tell us, of course.” Ron laughed outright.

Flora remembered having felt something strange when passing in front of the Zoo with her aunt on the way to Diagon Alley. Then remembered seeing a happy red-haired family going into the Zoo at that very moment - could it have been Ron, Harry and their families. She opened her mouth to draw a comment on that, but she immediately gave it up as she had remembered her uncle's note about the mark on his forearm. According to him, it had been activated by her presence. She thought she was better to silence about anything that would suggest some resemblance between her father and her. Those people were being so kind that she had no reason to scare them. Flora felt confident that everything could be coincidence or things enabled by her genes, in which case, she was blameless. So she ventured guessing:

“We could send Harry a snake through an owl, since that according to my aunt there are few wizards or witches that can talk to snakes. Is it too crazy an idea? I don’t know how I could help. I need to, though, I’ve caused all this ...“

“Actually, Flora, Lucius Malfoy has. Don’t blame yourself. The idea of sending him a snake with a message is so insane - and these are usually the best - that it may work. I’m going to the field to find one.” Neville said, trying to comfort her.

“Take me with you. I can call them."

By Apparition, Flora went with Neville to the field. This time she could not handle the nausea and she threw up her breakfast. After she recovered, she began to walk through scrubs parched by the summer heat looking for a snake. As opposite to what was happening, she often found snakes in the fields of Brazil, she was giving up her search when she found a water snake under a rock, near a pond and talked to it using Parseltongue:

“Follow me. I'm not going to hurt you. I just need a favor. I’ll bring you back here as soon as possible. You’ll be rewarded.”

The snake consented and coiled around Flora’s arm. Flora shuddered to think the animal could be poisonous. Neville watched and soothed her as he lamented that poisonous snakes were getting increasingly rare in the whole UK, which hampered the preparation of many potions. He held out his arm and the two of them went back to the house of Neville's grandmother.

Hannah received them with cups of tea, She seemed to guess that Flora was with her stomach empty., and should be starving.

“It’s very sweet of your wife, Mr. Longbottom.” Flora said, thanked.

“She has this gift of making our lives easier and more enjoyable even when we’re under the hardest situations. She's a strong and very gentle warrior. I love my wife.”

Flora smiled. She loved when men were able to talk about their feelings. Flora looked at the snake which slithered between her fingers right in its face.

“Well, let's settle this: you will be taken by an owl to a man called Harry Potter. Don’t fear the owl, it won’t hurt you. When you find him tell him that he is in danger; that his family is already protected, and that he must meet his DA friends at the house of Neville's grandmother as soon as possible. Can you repeat that? Please it’s very important."

As the snake seemed to get messed up with the message, Flora said angry:

“It doesn't understand! It's such a stupid animal! I'll simplify: tell to the man to take care and come to the house of Neville's Grandma.”

Ron sent Harry his mother's owl so that he would recognize it; understand that the message was serious, and that they were well. He also sent Harry his magical galleon, transfigured in a collar for the reptile, hoping that Harry would realize the magic and answer the call, since he did not trust in slithering snakes at all.

Harry Potter, head of the Aurors session in the Ministry of Magic, was having a hard day at work. dementors, who had been banished from the wizarding world and sent to an uninhabited area in the North Pole had escaped from their prison and were bringing terror to wizarding as well as to Muggle communities all over Europe. He had no idea of who could’ve done this, and believed that the dementors themselves had found a way to escape. He was busy at the phone receiving calls from all over UK as well as exchanging information with other countries, when his mother-in-law’s owl came bringing a strange package in its beak. He thought it was something his children had sent to amuse him at work.

He opened the package and a snake leaped on his desk.

“Man, watch out.” It said.

“What does that mean?” He replied, using Parseltongue. The snake, unable to give the rest of the message, since it had forgotten it, got out of its collar and showed it to Harry:

“Look at this” It said.

Harry realized it was a transfigured object and recognized the strange glow coming from the collar. He quickly undid the spell and was able to read on the galleon the words "At the house of Neville's grandmother." Then he realized the dementors, and the DAs’ call, were linked - since DA members did not communicate in this way the last twenty years. With that, he got very upset and told a co-worker to stay in his place, explaining that he would personally check a dementors invasion near his house.

As Harry knew, his old friend and brother-in-law Ron had learned Parseltongue by imitating him, he believed that the message through the snake had been his friend’s work, who for some reason was in Neville's grandmother's house. So, he went to there straight away.

Hannah met Harry at the gate with a sweet and fraternal smile. Through the window, he saw his wife talking to a stranger with their friends around her. The stranger reminded him of Tom Riddle in his youth, as she had the same feature as a figure that years ago had emerged from a diary. He wielded the old phoenix wand tightly, ready to use it. Hannah, though, quickly held his hand and said:

“Not everything is as it seems, Harry. Calm down, the danger isn’t here.”

He went in and was introduced to Flora. She explained to him, and asked him to peer it deeply in her eyes so that he could see her memories and tell she was telling the truth, a little uncertain whether it would be worth something, because she was not sure whether he would be or not a Legilimens as she was. Harry, who knew some witches and wizards were able to forge convenient memories, replied that it was not necessary, pretending to believe her - as he preferred to check his friends behaviour and whether everything was really fine, see if anyone had been bewitched - before plunging into the memories of a stranger who claimed to be Voldemort's daughter!

Harry filled the others in about the country situation, and confirmed what they already knew: Lucius Malfoy was spreading chaos in his quest for Flora.

She was terrified by knowing that:

“If the Death Eaters are abusing innocent people just to find me, let’s go to them. Let them find me and I’ll make them give up. We must do something before uncle Lucius realizes after all this power demonstration that he doesn’t need me.”

“Flora is right. But we can’t let her surrender like that. She hasn’t got any combat training technique.” Neville pondered, as the others nodded, Harry just watched, still suspicious, examining Flora from head to toe.

“But you can use me as bait,” Flora said, desperate “at least to concentrate the Death Eaters and the dementors in a single location so that you can fight them. Let’s go to the Malfoy Manor, I know the place and Lucius must be waiting there for me.”

“Doesn’t it scare you?” Hannah asked, startled.

Flora was surprised by the question, as she neither thought it would be dangerous, just wanted to solve the situation. Then she paused for a moment, by thinking she could not see her children again and it saddened her. But knowing that they had a better chance of continuing to live quietly if she did that, it made her want to proceed:

“Of course it does. But I owe it to everyone. It was me that caused this mess. I only beg you, Hannah, to stay out of all this, because I can’t bear the idea of exposing your baby to any danger.

“I will.” Hannah smiled, delighted with Flora's concern. “But firstly let me teach you a little more about offense and defence, while the others go and try to get additional help.”

Hannah said this looking at the others, waiting for support. Then everyone looked at Harry, as if expecting that he would coordinate. While this seemed an obvious action, since he was head of the Aurors and was the head of Dumbledore's Army, Harry showed not want to take a decision alone. They were no longer children, anyone here could organize a possible ambush. With the sudden attention that everyone gave him and the enormous silence, he choked on the tea that was drinking and said:

"I think Flora's idea can make it work ... Hannah is right: it would be good to have more help and I'm not in favor of putting a defenseless woman in a situation so delicate, though I think very few hours of instruction will not be enough, it's very ..." He made a brief pause, took off his glasses and rubbed his closed eyes with his fingers. "Hermione, could you organize the staff to get more help? I'll stay with Ginny, Neville and Hannah to teach Flora, at least how to block and repel spells.

Quickly, the group split out. So that others left in search of help, Harry, Ginny, Neville and Hannah organized a training room for Flora, exactly as agreed.. Neville's grandmother sat in a rocking chair and smiling all the time, helped them to give Flora some instructions, which were heard and followed in all respect for her ancient knowledge. The others went to seek for help. After hours of training, they made a break and went to the kitchen, as they had forgotten to have lunch. Ginny seemed slight annoyed with the bond that her husband had established with Flora, once their looks showed complicity. The intermission was the chance for Flora to ask Harry about her father. Harry told her a little about Tom Riddle, looking into her eyes.

She saw while he was reciting these facts - by using her legilimency - flashes of a boy in a rather unfriendly room; he showed stolen objects about and said that he could speak to snakes. He also said he could cause pain to others. Another picture followed this one. It showed a young man that while he pointed his wand to Harry, threatened him. A seemingly dead girl could be seen in the background. And finally a third scene followed. Here there was this final confrontation between Harry and Voldemort, when the last one casted a death curse on Harry. She closed her eyes and let the tears shed.
Harry misinterpreted her tears:

“How can you cry for the death of a man that you didn’t even know? Moreover after having seen for yourself how bad he was?”

“You can’t understand that... I think that perhaps if he’d had a family, the love of his mother, or known a true friendship ... Perhaps he would’ve been different ...”

“I can’t believe what you’re saying ... He’s been always bad. Didn’t, you see his meeting with Dumbledore in the orphanage? I know you did.” Harry said implying he knew what Flora had seen when had used Legilimency against him without his permission. She nodded, embarrassed:

“See ... I’ve also had evil drives, and a desire to oppress people with my power as well... But both my personal and professional ethics have stopped me. I can put myself in other people’s place and feel what they do. My parents have taught me that. I’ve been raised surrounded by plenty of love. I owe much to Mr. Lestrange to have sent me away.”

She knew though, that nobody would understand her. As she had spent years wondering who would be her true parents, this remark seemed a contradiction. , She had imagined they were poor people, maybe illegal immigrants or war refugees; or else they were kind people, but financially unable to look after her. Perhaps circus performers, since she suspected that she had inherited her gift from such parents. The inheritance theory made sense, since she herself had passed on some magic to her children. Furthermore, her ability seemed a circus trick to the mind of a child. Nevertheless, she had also considered the possibility of her gift being due to some genetic mutation, once her parents-in-law had nothing of magic and her husband, Felipe, was special although his parents did not share the gift of magic with him.

Anyway, all she knew was that she had been taken from England when she was less than a month old. Then she had never thought of herself as a witch, except when she was kidding. It was like that until that day she met Mr. Lucius Malfoy. Then she understood she was a real witch. Her parents had been a wizard and a witch. However, both of them had been mean; it could not be denied. Therefore, in her mind, she thanked once again Mr Lestrange to have had her sent to a Brazilian family. Maybe if like her father, she had grown up in an orphanage where her ‘witchness’ was misunderstood, she would have become as mean as him ... Why did not anybody understand her? Well, if nobody understood her, they did not hate her either. Harry had told her that Lord Voldemort had killed his parents and had tried to kill Harry more than once. Bellatrix Lestrange had killed her godfather, and tortured Neville's parents into madness. Both Voldemort and Bellatrix had killed and sent to death many innocent people. Hannah's mother had been one of them. Although Flora was not proud of her parents, she felt some affection for them. She was sorry because her mother Bellatrix and her father Tom - who finally had a face and a name - had not had the same opportunity as her to learn the right values. And deep down, she was grateful because they had given her the gift of her being a witch ̶ she did not know whether gift was the right word for it, but it had been the only one that had occurred to her. And she finally had found her place, and no longer needed to pretend normality, or to fit in. That was it.
The It was almost dusk when the others returned home with a large group of Aurors and friends warning them that all was set. Harry discussed the last details with Flora:

“For you to help us, you must put on a convincing act. So, it is very important that you are as theatrical as possible. Your father used to speak in a slow and pitched voice, and had exaggerated but elegant gestures because he needed to look like a lord. You must try to act like him. He also had an upright and proud gait, and never looked at the floor. Last of all, he called his followers by touching his wand in the mark they had magically tattooed on their forearm.”

“Theatre is one of my specialties. My father had a pet snake, didn’t he? Aunt Narcissa told me. Where is the snake I sent you with the message? I'll take it with me. It’ll help me to play the character.”

“Yes, but Nagini was a part of him rather than a pet... Er... Perhaps one day I’ll explain you the whole story. Are you sure you want to go on with it?”

“Yes, indeed.”

Then she threw an arrogant look, and burst out in a harsh laughter that reminded the others of Bellatrix. Harry took a step back. For a moment he suspected he had given too much power to the wrong person; someone quite unknown to him.

“Haven’t I said I was good at drama? I’ve almost scared myself.” She smiled.

After that, she changed the tone of her voice back to normal and completed:

“There is nothing to fear. Our plan is going to work. All I want is to go back in peace to my family.”

Flora together with the others reviewed their plan. They would go to the Malfoy Manor on broomsticks, and split up in two groups over there. While one of them herded the dementors back to the North Pole, the other one would lay siege to the house and attacked it. With that the Death Eaters would surrender. After that, Harry and Flora would meet Lucius. Harry would tell the DA’s members through the galleon the right time for them to start their action. They would leave before Flora to make way for her. Hannah said:

“Good luck, Flora. You're so brave. You don’t even look like a Slytherin. If you had attended Hogwarts, you would certainly have belonged to Gryffindor."

Flora did not understand that, but she left smiling. It was impossible not to love Hannah.

Flora and Harry reached the main gates of the Manor by Apparition, Harry was hidden under his invisibility cloak. Flora almost threw up, although she would not be able to tell whether it was due to her anxiety or to the backlash in the stomach she felt at every Apparition – she suspected she would never get used to it. As they walked forward, the gates opened up to them and they walked with their wands in hand through an alley flanked by carefully trimmed hedges. Harry’s cloak swept the ground and together with the evening breeze made the leaves rustle. Flora’s uncle seemed to be waiting for them in the driveway. He looked more insane than before.

“You’ve come back, as I had anticipated. I’ve always known you would.”

“I can’t escape my destiny.” Said Flora, firmly. “Call the others .... How did my father do it?”.

Lucius reached out and showed her his black mark. He went to touch it, but Flora held his hand and did it herself. She felt something strange, a non-visible quiver of the sort, run through his arm. It was as if a lot of magic ran through her veins and went out through her wand hand. She thought Lucius must have felt some pain as he trembled a little with her wand touch. Right away the mark became more intense, Flora was somewhat impressed with all those black shapes that almost immediately began to appear in the air: one by one Voldemort's followers started to come. After all of them had arrived, Flora gave them her back, to disguise her amazement and slowly marched to the dining room where she waited for them.

This time, she sat at the head of the table and waited for them while playing with the snake between her fingers. Harry stood right behind her, just in case….

She waited till all of them had sat down. Lucius sat by her side. Narcissa got in the room and was startled by her presence. Flora commanded her to sit by her left. Resigned, her aunt did as ordered, but when she got near Flora she whispered:

“Stupid me that believed you ... Power corrupts even those who seem to have a good heart. My son is taking risks for your sake!

Flora kindly held her aunt by the arm and whispered:

“I’ve always honoured my word.”

She thought her remark would reassure her aunt. However, what she said and the strange words she chose to say it frightened Narcissa even more, "Everything about her reminds me of the Dark Lord. How could I have been so foolish?" Thought Narcissa. Flora turned to the other Death Eaters and their sons and daughters that were either sitting at the crowded table or standing around it. All of them looked at her with great attention. She spoke slowly, with the serenity of one that is saying a prophecy:

“It took me some time to accept my fate. But now I know my father left an unclosed work, which I intend to finish. Unfortunately, the world is taken by stupid and dumb Muggles. They must know their place. I understand that I am not like Lord Voldemort, my father. He failed to recognize your value., He was weak so that he was killed by a 17 years-old boy...” At that, she pretended a face of contempt slight wrinkling her nose as if disgusted by something. “I have come to win; whoever is next to me will be a winner as well.”
She smiled. Some of them whispered. She glared at them:

“Is there something I should know? What did you do in my absence?”

A skinny Death Eater on her right trying to show himself as servant, said:

“Well, on Lucius’ command, my lady, we brought Draco back and...”

“Hum...Lucius’s command…”

She repeated as turned to her uncle with a scolding look. He tried to explain:

“My son has proved to be a traitor, trying to avoid the establishment of the natural order of things, an order which will prevail with your return.”

Without hesitation, Flora plunged into his eyes. In horror, she saw it was not just Draco that Mr. Malfoy had brought to England, but her family as well. They were all locked in the cellar. Both Draco, and Felipe, her husband, had been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse to give away her whereabouts. She could also see that Mr. Malfoy had lied, as he was not interested in submitting to her, but in subduing her to use her powers to take over the wizarding world. She had seen that in the back of his sub-consciousness. She said that to Harry through parseltongue by pretending to sing a strange lullaby to the snake that was in her hand:

“Make my uncle forget what I’ve just seen in his memories. We need to rethink our attack. Draco and my family are being tortured in the cellar. There are other Death Eaters there that will come as soon as we begin the raid. We are outnumbered.”

Harry whispered in her ear, while Flora kept talking nonsense words in Parseltongue so no one noticed any strange noise coming from their conversation:

“It’s done. Your uncle has forgotten what you’ve seen in his memories I'm trying to send the DAs a message through the galleon, but it’s not working, they simply don’t reply. I think the house is under some sort of protection. As we are late, they will think we got caught and they will break in. I know Ginny, she won’t be able to wait any longer.”

“Can you keep Draco from feeling the effect of the Cruciatus if I cast the curse? I’ll call him, and tell him to pretend his suffering. We must attract the other Death Eaters up here. Then we will have a chance of not being ambushed.”

“Yes, of course. It sounds like a good idea. Also use the Levicorpus I taught you. Shake him in the air; it always causes a ‘good’ impression.”

Flora nodded, and disguised she had been talking to an invisible person by combing her hair with her hands.

Then she asked the skinny Death Eater who had told her about Draco, noticing that he inflated his chest in satisfaction:

“Where is Draco?”

Mr. Malfoy, demonstrating uncomfortable with Flora's sudden preference by another Death Eater, stood up and sent Goyle for him. To Flora’s surprise, Goyle fetched not only Draco, but her husband too. Some Death Eaters that were watching from the cellar followed him hoping to see some demonstration of power, since Lucius had spread the word about his niece’s ability. Harry tried to Apparate to the cellar. But like twenty years before when he was imprisoned in that same cellar, it was not possible as it was shielded. Then he went to the staircase to walk down it. However, he remembered he had forgotten to protect Draco due to his worry about releasing Flora’s children that were unprotected.

Then, he went back and whispered in Draco’s ear what he was about to do, and casted a shield spell that also protected Flora’s husband. Draco blinked to Felipe hinting him.

Flora announced that she would personally torture the ‘traitors who had tried to divert her from her fate in order to keep her from assuming the power meant to her’ would. Her husband looked at her as if he did not recognize her. That helped a lot in the act she was putting on. Waving her wand twice, she managed to unite Draco and Felipe by their right feet and suspend them upside down by an imaginary rope. She shook them like a grandfather clock pendulum, while she laughed too loud - a forced and nervous laugh, since she felt guilty about doing jinx on them. Then she move her wand back and asked the "audience" - which filled their eyes in wonder, as if facing the eighth wonder of the world:

"Shall I manage cursing the Cruciatus both of them at the same time?"

Her eyes widened and forced herself to look more insane way she could:

"Crucio!"

For a moment she was nearly unmasked, because by seeing her husband and her cousin writhing in pain on the floor, she felt a strong urge in dropping her wand running to help them, but this time Harry took her hand and said:

"They are protected, be quiet."

Flora, feeling backed by Harry's information, repeated the curse. Narcissa, with tears in her eyes and wand pointing Flora's chest, screamed for her to stop. Flora pretended to ignore her aunt’s pledge, while Lucius grabbed behind his wife. But because her cry was too loud, the doors and windows burst open: Ginny and the others broke in. Then, they had no other option than to start battling. Flashes of coloured light start coming from everywhere. In the middle of the turmoil, Flora was momentarily mesmerized watching Ron who Disapparated taking Draco and Felipe with him away from the house. As soon as she had assimilated his departure, Ron returned right away to help in the fight; he had left the two men in a safe place.

Untrained for combat, Flora mixed up the spells and made water shed from her wand. This wetted some combatants on both sides. The unusual scene came in handy, and while everybody was distracted by it, Harry held five Death Eaters at once. He did it as he was bending down dodging from a Cruciatus Curse, Flora was amazed with his agility and almost fell when the ground beneath her feet began to crumble.

One by one of the Death Eaters were being stunned, but not without fighting On the other hand, some Death Eaters, unable to understand Flora’s betrayal, spared her from their attacks, which helped her to get time to cast some spells against them.

Hermione went to the cellar. She surprised two Death Eaters that kept guard over it and knocked them out.
She took the kids to her parents-in-law’s. As she expected, Arthur, her father-in-law, and George, her brother-in-law, asked what was happening. After her explanation they complained for having been left out of the fun, and begged to come with her to the Malfoys’. Some time and a lot of broken furniture later, the Death Eaters were rendered.

As Narcissa kept her husband under her wand; tears streaked down her stern face.

“Where is Draco? What have you done to him?”

“He’s outside, Mrs. Malfoy. He's fine.”

With the news brought by Ron she relaxed and dropped her guard. It was then that Lucius tried to steal her wand. Nevertheless, Neville, who had just arrived, petrified him at once and also declared that:

“The dementors are being taken back to the north by the Aurors. McLaggen is already aware of what has happened and thanks you, Harry. He also wonders if you can lead some additional Aurors to herd the remaining dementors up north to their reserve."

While her uncle was being arrested, Flora supported her aunt. Harry, as the head of the Aurors, said:

“Mrs. Malfoy, I'm sorry. Your husband isn’t in his right mind. I don’t mean that because he longed for Voldemort’s return in the figure of his daughter, but rather because he tortured his own son for this. He will be taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for evaluation. But that doesn’t mean he’s coming home soon. He either shall be arrested or stay at the hospital.”

“I understand that, thank you. I know Lucius isn’t well at all. I’d realized this long ago. But I didn’t believe he’d do any harm to anyone. How wrong I was! I'm so sorry for Draco and Flora!”

Then Ron brought Draco and Flora’s husband back to the house.

“Felipe, my love! I didn’t mean to scare you. Please forgive me.”
Flora hugged and kissed lingeringly her husband. Draco turned to Harry:

“I owe you this one.’

Ron shook his head:

“It’s me that lifts him safely away from the hustle and it’s Harry that gets the fame ...

George approached and patted Ron on his head:

“Poor Little Ronny. Let's go home for you to cry on mommy’s lap... By the way, Angelina must be going crazy with all her nephews besides Flora’s children. They must be gulping down Grandma Weasley cookies.”

“My children! I need to see them.” Yelled Flora, as if waking from a trance.

Ginny quickly went to fetch them. They went back to the house through the Floo Network.

Flora and Felipe greeted their children with lots of hugs and kisses. Later on, after everybody else had gone, Flora and Felipe said they were going to a hotel with their children. Narcissa, though, looked at Flora’s children with the sweet expression of a grandmother and asked that they stayed, so she would have something good to fill up her mind. She also asked Draco to bring Scorpius to spend the last days of his holidays with her, so he would not feel so alone and would meet his next-of-kin cousins. He accepted his mother request and promised he would return the next day with his son. Narcissa, Flora, Felipe and the kids go to the upstairs. The children were talking loud, filled with excitement and curiosity to know how it was a real wizarding battle. For respect her aunt, Flora tried to settle down her kids, promising them to tell everything then. She left her children and husband in the guest room and went along with Narcissa to her room, which embraced Flora and recommended her to rest, for it was a long battling day and they would tidy up the whole mess the next day.

Flora and her family spent very pleasant days with the Malfoys experiencing the magical world. The children learned to fly on broomsticks and to play Quidditch with their cousin Scorpius. The events of the former days seemed a collective nightmare, except for the absence of Mr. Malfoy that could be remembered at every moment only by the sad shade on Narcissa’s eyes.

After a few days, Ricardo and Lia, Flora’s eldest children (13 and 11 respectively), were in the backyard, merrily playing Quidditch with Scorpius and Yan, a two against two game, when they saw the arrival of a barn owl that made a loop in midair to follow them up the next goalhoops at the right of the Malfoy Manor. Ricardo immediately left the game and dropped his broom. The owl stretched her leg to offer him the letter.
To his surprised that owl had not been mistaken, because his and Lia's name were there in very ink green. It was a yellow envelope sealed with red wax, and stamped with the Hogwarts crest. He shouted to his sister, who was still on her broom and flew in circles over him with curiosity

"Lia, look here: it is for us!"

Lia flew toward him, but he rode his broom and flew away:

"Try to get it!"

"Ricardo, come on! Let's just see what is written!"

Lia cried, laughing and flying very fast toward him. Yan and Scorpius were nonstop laughing and just watched them. No long after she reach him, which he pretended to be allowed:

"Ricardo, we shall open to see what is it. From who is it?"

"Who, Lia? Hogwarts of course! Look here!"

Ricardo said excitedly, showing the crest of the school while they dismounted, dropping the brooms on the floor in any way, as they were curious to read the letter. Scorpius and Yan came to view it too. The four heads together, almost breathless, due to the emotion as well to the game. Ricardo was trembling a little, then Lia took the letter from his hands and read aloud:

Ricardo and Lia,

With great pleasure we invite you and your family to visit our school.
Get in touch with prof. Longbottom and he will lead you here.
You are expected at 10am on the 13th of August,.
Sincerely,

Professor Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress of
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

They just finished reading it and ran into the house, shouting.

"Mooooooooooooooom!!! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!"

Narcissa, Flora, Felipe, Draco and Astoria talking in the living room. Astoria was telling them about her work at St. Mungo's when they were surprised by the four children which burst running into the living room. Lia gave the letter to her mother:

"Look, a letter from Hogwarts, mom!"

"Professor McGonagall, Headmistress of Hogwarts, is inviting us to go there to know the school, Aug. 13." Said Flora, smiling, reading and rereading the letter, very happy.

Everyone was very excited about the invitation. Even Draco that hardly ever smiled, Happily he declared that he would try to visit his old school with them. The appointment was scheduled for two days later.

Mrs. Malfoy sent an owl to Neville, telling him about the letter and inviting him for tea. Neville replied that he would not be able to come for tea, because he was busy with the final preparations before the school year started. However, he ensured her he would be there at 9:30 am on the day set by Prof. McGonagall.

Then, as the Hogwarts Express would take too long to get to the school, Neville asked Draco to get a Portkey in order to quickly take everyone to Hogsmeade. And so he did. On the 13th, all of them were very excited. The kids woke early and were ready three hours before Longbottom’s arrival. Draco also met them, as Scorpius and he were going to go with them. "To have a representative of Slytherin there," he said.

After breakfast, everyone went to the front of the house, waiting for Neville, who arrived with his wife not even a minute late. Hannah hugged Flora kindly, even before them doing the introductions and greetings. Neville asked Draco:

"Did you bring the Portkey?"

Draco nodded and handed him a rusty bicycle handlebar, without saying anything. They were not yet accustomed to this sudden approach between them, after years of animosity. Draco gave everyone instructions, before they said farewell to Narcissa and stood around the object. A few seconds after leaving the floor of the Malfoy Manor, they reached Hogsmeade's ground.

In Hogsmeade they were awaited by a carriage without pulling animals. Neville explained to them it was pulled by a Thestral, an animal that could be seen only by those that had already witnessed someone’s death. At that, Flora was glad for not being able to see it. They sat in the carriage, which was quickly and magically resized by Hannah, so that everyone was well accommodated. And so the carriage went towards an unpaved road with a large castle at its end.

When they arrived at Hogwarts, Flora’s family was amazed with the castle. Yan, Flora’s youngest son, stated looking up to the top of the tallest tower:

“The castle is so big it barely fits in my eyes, Mommy!”

They all smiled:

“It's really big, honey.” Flora replied.

They were greeted by an old witch whose totally silver hair was stuck in a bun. She was dressed in green, wore square glasses, and was accompanied by a man a little younger than her. Despite his somewhat wild looks, he was much taller than all the men Flora knew, and his hair and beard were long and grey. He was nice and friendly:

“Good morning, welcome to the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I’m Minerva McGonagall and this is Rubeus Hagrid, our Care of Magical Creatures teacher. Let us come in. The others are waiting.

“Others?” Asked Flora.

“Well, some of Professor Longbottom’s friends. They have all met you recently during the incident in the Malfoy Manor. They insisted on being here now to show their gratitude for your behaviour." Said McGonagall, grinning at her.

Professor McGonagall took them to the school main hall, where they met Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the other DA members. They all welcomed Flora’s family with a smile. Professor McGonagall invited them to take their places around one of the four long tables that were in the hall.

Lia was walking, staring marvelled at the ceiling bewitched to look like the blue sky outside, when she hit against the table. Embarrassed, she looked around to see if anyone had noticed it, only Professor Minerva looked at her and gave her a smile, like someone saying not to worry about that.

The headmistress did a little speech about the school, its founders and its principles, and then she said to Flora and her husband:

“We cannot offer you a place at the school, once you have already passed the entry age. Nevertheless, we invite you to go through a little ritual common to all of our students that also go through it when they get here to start their lives as true witches and wizards: the sorting of houses.”

Then she invited Felipe to sit on a small stool in front of everyone. He did not quite fit it as it was too small for him. Anyway, she took an old and battered hat and put it on his head. The hat had barely touched his head when it proclaimed aloud:

“Ravenclaw!”

Everyone clapped.

Then it was Flora’s turn. As she was anxious, she was panting a little:

The hat seemed to be pondering in a whisper that only she could hear:

"Difficult, very difficult: you have a great heart, Hufflepuff would be well suited, but I sense strong Slytherin blood in your veins. Your unusual intelligence would take you to Ravenclaw. However, all this courage, my dear, surely takes you to... "

“Gryffindor!”

Everyone clapped. Flora blushed. She did not know what all this meant, but she was happy to be there.

“So, the Slytherin heir belongs to Gryffindor? Perhaps we should stop with this sorting. I think Gryffindor and Slytherin have just called it quits” McGonagall gleefully said.

Everyone laughed. They went back to the table and a wonderful lunch was magically served on it.

Although Flora and Felipe could not attend the school anymore, Professor McGonagall told them that the same did not apply for their children. The kids could attend it from September 1st if their parents agreed, although Ricardo, in spite of his age, would have to start with Lia.

“Please mom! Please dad!” Lia and Ricardo begged their parents in unison.

“I want to come as well!” Said Yan.

Then Draco kindly explained to Yan:

“Yan, wizarding schooling begins at 11. So, you’d have to wait two more years .... If your parents allowed you to come, of course."

They all tuned their pleading eyes to Flora and Felipe, who said:

“I don’t know, to live so far from home ...”

“You could move to Hogsmeade. Next to the house Neville and I bought, there’s an empty one. Besides, as the wizarding people are getting closer to the Muggles, it needs some modernization. So, computer stores and computing courses are more and more necessary. You could open the first ones in our world. What do you think of that?”

“It could be a good idea. We’re going to talk and see what is best for the family.” Felipe pondered.

Flora started thinking about early retirement. How to carry on working as a psychologist knowing that what she’d always done to make her clients happier was to use Legilimency and Confundus Charm, as well as Obbliviate (Memory Charm) to firstly delete their unwanted memories and then print new ones in their minds? Later on, she shared that thought with her husband.

They spent the rest of the day visiting the castle and listening about its marvellous stories. The children and adults also had the opportunity to play in the Quidditch pitch a little more, Harry, Draco and the other were recalling the old days of school, while Felipe and his children had fun experiencing the thrill of playing in an official field for the first time. Meanwhile, Flora stayed with McGonagall, watching them. The two of them talked about the school and Flora told the Scottish professor about life in Brazil. In the evening, they went back to the Malfoy Manor. The children had a sleep full of dreams that seemed to predict what would happen next morning.

During the breakfast, Felipe began to speak:

“Your mother and I talked a lot and decided to ...”

It was when a brown owl came in fluttering into the room and dropped two letters from Hogwarts on the table. Felipe picked them up and delivered them to their receivers:

“Well: Lia and Ricardo, you are going to Hogwarts.”


THE END


...continues in Flora Riddle 2 (with a bit of romance, drama and adventure).

Droo,
my work in revision this story isn't finished yet. If it would be possible, I would keep it here for another month.
Maybe someone could be excited to review it ... I love comments!

~Ivana*

Of course.

Mom, I ever know you're a great Legilimens, I've just thinking about this - it begins make some sense, Harry get Parseltongue back because Flora's presence somehow imprinted it in him... but it's still remains an enigma: why?
kisses...
(happy mother's day)

hey, Gabs

If you or anyone else who read this story finding another question poorly explained, please be kind enough to show that so I can fix ...

I'm sorry but I can't say that to you... this kind of thing only Dumbledore could explain ... and surely he wouldn't ... Somethings I just replied with Flora Riddle 3, much as I myself didn't know the answers when I wrote the beginning of the story. See, Flora has her own 'life', I don't knew what would happen to her... I'm just the writer... (crazy talk!)

and stop it to say that I'm a good Legilimens! It was to be secret!

kisses
mom*

I just finished my review and edit.
I'll just wait for Nups' correction to transfer this to the FF Finished Vault.

I hope someone enjoys and quotes it. It was my first fanfiction and is, actually, the introducing for Flora' stories.

I'm very happy today because I've just finished the last story, Flora Riddle 3 and soon I'll post it into other site - it contains adult theme. If I get manage and edit it without losing the sense (to adjust according the SS rules), I'll post it here too. I promise I'll try. The last story is the most interesting and exciting, indeed.

bye!

Hello everyone!
I decided to reread what I had written and I have to confess that I didn't like it.

This story describes Flora's entrance into the world which she belonged to, but on re-reading it I found it was missing feeling to her.

Flora was cold as her father himself could not suppose to be.

So I'm rewriting the chapters. I've done it with the first one, the second I'm finish the translating into English and I'll post here tomorrow.

I don't have the help of my English teacher anymore, so if anyone notice a tremendous mistake of grammar, I'm asking you please point it so I can correct it and improve my FF as my English and as myself.

I hope you enjoy the new Flora! And I can't wait for a new comment!

kisses----*

2nd chapter done!

Somebody could comment it, please?

kiss^^^*

PS: Flora Riddle 3 is already on the web...

It looked good before, now it looks good again. You need to just finish this and move on, there are other stories in your brain that need letting out! *HUGS*

Wow. I finally finished. It seemed like it took me forever. i like the new format. Thank you!

Thank you, dear!

I can't believe I just fineshed my editions. I think it's better now.

And I'm waiting for comments!

*hugs*