Anglophobia: A Story Of A Death Eater by noraxslytherin on HarryPotterFanfiction.com

Anglophobia: A Story Of A Death Eater by noraxslytherin

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Chapters: 12
Reviews: 169
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15+

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26,428

Characters

Dumbledore, Hagrid, McGonagall, Pomfrey, Slughorn, Sprout, Voldemort, OC, OtherCanon

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Other Pairing

Secondary Relationship(s)

OC/OC

Genre(s)

Drama, Horror/Dark, Romance

Era

Hogwarts

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Strong Violence, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

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169

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Work In Progress (WIP)

First Published

2007-06-24 12:21am

Last Chapter

2008-08-26 3:09pm

Last Updated

2008-08-26 3:09pm

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Ch. #	Chapter Title	Word Count	Reviews
1	The Worst Daughter “You’ll be moving to England to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.” A wheezy voice said which belonged to a thin witch in the opposite corner. The words were followed by an awkward silence. I couldn’t believe I had heard right. “Pardon me?” I asked, fearing the answer more than anything. “You heard right, Isabelle. This is what you get for causing trouble.”	1,389	25
2	Letters And Blood Tears started in my eyes too when I thought of not sharing a dorm with my best friends, Melly, Emily Hallen, and Jennifer Ladon. We would always stay up on Friday nights talking nonsense and copying each others homework. I loved them so much. I couldn’t stand the ache in my heart. I quickly replied to Melly’s letter.	895	21
3	Goodbye America “And you Miss?” the man asked me. My stomach already felt full of nervous butterflies, although I was hungry since I hadn’t eaten at all last night. “Hit me up with a grilled cheese sandwich and some apple juice.” I said. Mr. Prewett and the man named Tom stared at me until I realized how American I sounded. “Sorry. I mean a grilled cheese sandwich and some apple juice would be kindly appreciated...um...sir.” I said again, feeling my face blush.	1,895	15
4	Meeting Tom Riddle “This is Isabelle Ivory, but she would like to be called Belle. She’s from America and attended Salemandra School of Witches and Warlocks. Beyond that, please do not question her about.” Tom said in a strong voice. And you will not believe this, THEY ACTUALLY LISTENED TO HIM! “We’re pleased to meet you, Belle. I’m Lucretia Black, that’s Natissis Nott, that’s Celsus Avery, and next to me is Rebecca Bobbin.” the black haired girl, Lucretia, said, as the carriage started moving.	2,401	19
5	Rebecca's Revenge “…and it’s highly doubtful she’s even a pureblood. She’s a foreigner, she could be lying.” Rebecca said, vehemently. “I don’t know, Becky. I asked Tom why he introduced her into our group, while she was being sorted…” Lucretia said, uncertainly. “I was there, Luc! I heard him. ‘She has high magical powers, we need her’.” Rebecca snorted.	4,220	16
6	Horcrux Horror "...and that's what horcruxes are. Someone could grow immortal like that." Tom was saying. "But...you need to murder. And murder a good deal. Besides, I don't know why Professor Slughorn even told you this." Lucretia said, softly. "Slughorn thinks I'm just wondering out of curiosity. He trusts to much, that fool." Tom said; a smirk evident in his tone of voice.	3,000	19
7	Veritaserum “Mind yourselves now. Don’t want to hear trouble.” The man said. Tom put on an innocent smile. “Sir, we would never cause trouble. And may I remind you that I’m paying you 50 Galleons to keep your mouth shut and to not tell anyone we were here?” Tom asked the man, who stared at Tom, before going back downstairs, muttering to himself.	2,194	15
8	The Trap “TOM?! YOU KILLED HER?!” I screamed, beginning to cry. It was true I hated Rebecca, but no one deserved death. “No Belle, you killed her.” Tom smirked. I lunged at him, but he stepped out and I heard the lock click. “TOM! TOM! PLEASE!” I began to sob louder than I ever have. “TOM! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!”	1,836	13
9	The Agreement “Is this why you didn’t want me to get expelled?” I asked. “Partly and partly because…I’ve become somewhat rather attached to you.” He smiled. “You framed me because I told Eileen about you. But why didn’t you just put a memory charm on me?” He smirked. “Where’s the fun in that?”	1,581	12
10	The Secret Tale “I’m a half breed!” She started to cry, and glared at me. “My mum was a pureblood and decided to elope with a French werewolf. When my dads, the werewolf, friends found out he’d betrayed them, they killed him. My mum came back to England and gave birth to me, and told everyone she had married a French pureblood but he had died from a serious illness. Then she went off and married a pureblooded man named Abraxas Malfoy and had his kids.”	1,588	10
11	The Traitors I couldn’t handle it anymore. The boy wasn’t only making me feel worse but next to me, I could feel Tom’s anger growing stronger and stronger. He could kill him. "Cruciatus!" I whispered, my wand pointed at the boy. Instantly, next to me, Tom put the silencing charm on him. The boy shook in pain, silent rage pouring out of every pore on his body.	2,556	1
12	The Black Envelope “Oh it’s no problem dear.” She said gently. “But take it easy. That wasn’t a normal headache. It was more of a hormone ache. See, we wizards and witch’s have a special hormone that acts rather dangerously when something’s about to happen that might change the person we are inside. It’s just one of the many things that separates us from muggles.”	2,873	3

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