2 years later.

It has been two years since Alice graduated Hogwarts, and well, since then she had been busy with her dutys as a Death Eater. She had very little free time, and because of that it has been too long, since she last saw her best friend Miseria. She wasn't sure, that they were best now, because Alice was Death Eater and Miseria... well, she was in the Order of the Phoenix, she guessed, because when they were both in school, Miseria was in Potter's Army. And they were supposed to be enemyes, and probably should kill each other, when they meet. But Alice was pretty sure, that she won't kill Miseria, even if she would try killing Alice.

Now Alice was in park, sitting on one bench and remembering good old times in Hogwarts. Alice was still alone, she lived alone in her apartment, though she almost never slept in there. It was... just one thing that she needed, to be more like muggle. Alice didn't like muggles, and she never knew, how to turn on tv and stuff. It was too complicated. And well, Alice never needed to watch tv. Why would she watch it? She was too busy.

Alice looked around in the park and sighed. Couples walking aroung, young and old. Little children playing on playground near Alice. Everything seemed to be perfect. But it wasn't.

OT: Well... ignore the mistakes. xD

It has been way too long when she finally saw her best friend Alice. Even in school, she was rather rare view. Why? She didn´t know it herself. She saw her for the last time when she graduated, and that was all. For some reason, she was sure that she was a Death Eater now. It was so obvious. She didn't even know now what she wanted to do. If she will see Alice Taylor once again, will they be friends or they will become foes? She didn't want the last one, however, since her best friend was probably a one of the Death Eaters now, how should she act? She took a deep breathe, and closed her eyes. Warm wind pushed her brown hair away from her face, and she opened her eyes.
Today, she took Dakota with her. The little girl was old enough to discover London now.
Dakota was alot like her before she discovered that she was metamorphagus. The little girl had orange-red hair, pale, almost white skin like she has, and really beautiful blue eyes. But unlike Miseria, this little kid was really having fun by living. Every single thing meant something to her, and she Loved to discover the world. Dakota loved to laugh, and be around in the new places.

Both of them sat down on a little bench, Miseria's daughter eating an ice cream what they bought for her. And Miseria herself took out her black framed glasses, and then she looked for her book. Yes, wizard or not, but even her eyes went bad. She just loved to read, and in this case, in the dark.
“Birdies!“ gasped Dakota suddenly, and dropped her chocolate ice cream. Miseria looked up from her books but by that time, her daughter had already gotten up, and now ran at the dove's. Scared birds flew quicly away, but then little girl found another group of them.
“For god's sake!“ Miseria rolled her eyes, and quicly followed her little girl. “Dakota, come over here, now!“
She never loved to chase her daughter around. Not even in the house where she lived with her mother. And she didn't even notice Alice, when she followed Dakota.

OOC : The picture of Dakota. Or how she is (almost) looking like.

Alice was still watching these little children playing on playground. For a second, she thought, that she could go there too, and wach closer, but then she half-smiled and turned her gaze away. Was she insane? Go to a playground, to watch children playing? No way. Even if Alice liked little children, she was a Death Eater and it would have been unpleasant, if some of her mates from there would see her. It would be really unpleasant.

So Alice observed instead of children playing on playground one young girl, who runned after birds. She heard someone calling little one, and turned her gaze on the girl, who was her age, and canted her head. She seemed familiar... but Alice wasn't sure, where she knew her. And now, though she didn't knew, who the girl was, she continued watching her and this little one, who wanted to play with birds.

When Dakota finally stopped running, she was standing infront of the bird group, and looked down at them. She forgot about the ice cream which was already melting on the ground, and stepped carefully closer. She was So ready for the strike.
Even though she was a little child, she loved to feel the power. She loved when someone was obeying her, and she loved when people did what She wanted. That probably came from her unknown fatherline. She didn't know who he was because her mother never told her about him. And for some reason she didn't actually want to know who was her true father. Of course there were alot of other men who liked to take care of her. And of course she missed her father, though, she never saw him, but still – every little girl needed her daddy, though, she was happy with what she got.

When Miseria finally got there, she took several deep breaths before she looked at Dakota. She was just staring at those birds, still waiting for the perfect moment to strike “Alright sweetie, you should leave those poor animals alone,“ Miseria said quietly, touching gently Dakota's shoulder.

While looking at these two girls, Alice found herself thinking, what would her lofe be like, if she would have a child. But well, yeah, it wouldn't be good. She didn't wanted to be too close with anyone. Some of her so called "friends" may use it to revenge Alice for some things, that she has done. And Alice didn't wanted that. So, her plans to have normal life... they had to wait. For some better day.

Alicse shaked her head, to get rid of these thoughts, and turned her gaze from girls to sky. Unconsciously she rubbed her Dark Mark on her left hand and frowned. How did this happened, that she is a Death Eater? Yeah, she has always wanted to be one, but now... it seemed to be too... bad idea. But now it was too late to change it. She couldn't travel back in time, to stop herself becoming a Death Eater.

Although Dakota resisted, she had to go with her mother. Those little birds were so cute, yet, they were so cool when they were scared. She loved to watch how they fly away, find a new place, and then she could walk or run over there, and scare them again. It reminded her of a cat and mouse. And those birds were all mice, and she was the cat who will 'eat' them.
For some reason, when Miseria looked at her daughter, she had to concider the fact that she will probably be in Slytherin when she will go to Hogwarts. The girl was cool, like she used to be before. Maybe it was just the thing that she really wanted to learn everything, or, she smiled at her silly thought, even adopt one of the birds.
Holding gently her little arm, she walked through the park. “Do you want another ice cream?“ she asked, but then the little girl let her go, again. She walked through the park, and stood next to the lake. Miseria rolled her eyes. It wasn't so hard to get along with the children, but it was really hard to get along with her daughter who changed her mind all the time. “Dakota!“ she called her, and quickly followed girl who got really close to the water. “You really want to get in trouble, now do you?“ she asked, when she stood exactly behind her daughter. Then she looked at the lake, and sighed. Of course. Birds. To be exact, swans. And then she noticed that other humans were feeding them, and she took a deep breathe. Fine. “Alright, wait here. And don't Move.“

When Dakota nodded, she stepped away, though, she had to look over her shoulder to see if her daughter followed the orders. And yes, she was impressed, but she did. Dakota didn't even move. She looked at beautiful white birds. “I hope that you will stay There...“ she murmured to herself, and walked over to their bench, where she took her bag. Then she went to the booth to buy some white bread for the birds.

And again, Alice found herself looking at this little girl, who really seemed to like birds. Alice smiled, when this little girl found swans on the lake. Swans were beautiful, of course, but her... sister, she guessed, wasn't really happy, that this little one was always after birds. Alice stood up, when older girl went to buy something, and walked to lake. She stopped next to little girl, looking at swans.

"You like these birds?" she asked then, looking down to red-headed girl. She really seemed to be enraptured about them. But yes, swans were beautiful, though Alice wasn't that kind of girl, who liked to watch beautiful things. She never had time to do such kind of thing and... well, it would have been weird, if she would stop at every beautiful thing.

When she heard steps behind her, Dakota thought that this was her mother. She didn't know where she went, she had to resist the urge to move, though, she would go and chase birds again. She turned herself around, though, she knew that this was disobeying orders, she looked up at the older woman. Although Miseria told her not to talk with the strangers, which was actually really obvious why. You didn't know what they were thinking, and you didn't know what were their intentions. Besides, the, though, she looked beautiful, didn't seem to be really nice. There was something cold in her. Just the same thing what she sometimes found in herself. Maybe hidden emotions? Even Dakota had to do the same thing sometimes. She heard many people telling that Only weak people cry, which was the reason that she almost never showed her crystal-like tears to anyone. It would show them that she was weak, no matter how old she was. Her mother, on the other hand, told her that it is Okay to be weak sometimes. And it is okay to cry, too. This was supposed to be a part of a human what you can't take away. Although, Dakota wanted to, she knew that what older ones told her, was the truth. Her family would Never ever lie to her, would they?
“Yes,“ Dakota Khaat replied. For some reason, she realized that it was much easier to talk with a random stranger than with her mother, or aunt or grandmother. They were good people, but sometimes she had a feeling that they didn't understand her the way she wanted. Yes, she was still two years old, but even a five year old child could be really inteligent.
Then she looked around. Miseria wasn't anywhere near so she could continue with the little chat. Actually, she didn't even know where her mother went, but she was sure that she will be back soon. “You don't?“ little girl asked, looking up at the blonde lady again.

Alice smiled, when little girl asked her almost the same question. "Well... they are beautiful, but I can't say, that I really like them," she replied. That was truth. She found them beautiful, but she wouldn't stop to look at them. And she was pretty tired of birds. They interrupted her work, when she needed to be concentrated and quiet. They just... came there, made so much noise, that she was sure, that they, who Alice was supposed to observe, heard them. So she often killed birds to have some quiet moments. She is not hppy about killing animals, but it was all for her work. And her work wasn't petting animals. No.

Actually, Dakota wasn't disapointed when she heard that kind of answer. She was somehow sure that the lady herself wasn't much into the animals. Though, she couldn't be sure. Then she looked around again. Her mother was gone, and she didn't know where she went. When she looked at the bench where they were sitting, she saw only her melted chocolate ice cream on the road and nothing else. Maybe Miseria left her there because she was such a bad girl, and didn't listen what she said? Little girl took a deep breathe. She loved her family, and if she would actually be abandoned, she didn't know what to do. For a moment, she even wanted to run after her mother, though, she didn't even know where She went.
Dakota Khaat took a deep breathe, and ran her little fingers through her orange hair. No, she told to herself, trying to calm herself down. She wasn't that weak, and she has been home alone, though, Abby was in the house, too. And not so far away, her grandmother as well. She wouldn't leave me here.
Finally she noticed something. In a line. A short woman with sandy-brown hair, and she was standing in the line of a booth. Was she buying her a new ice cream? Well, she definately needed one! She smiled to herself, showing to a stranger her deep dimples which she got from her mother.
Then she turned her crystal blue eyes back at the stranger, and again, she had to look up to keep an eyecontact with her. “Why?“ little girl asked. Did the birds abuse her somehow? Scratch her with their long claws?