"Good or evil?"
Disclamer: I dont not own Harry Potter or any of the Charmed things, i only own Ashlee and the Plot.
As the rest of the student body walked in they saw a new girl already sitting at the Slytherin table. Draco was the first to see her, then the 'Golden Trio'. Most of the people had never seen her before, with the exception of the Professors. She was something that they have never seen, her hair was a mix of blonde and red, but not a strawberry blonde. As Dumbledore introduced her, saying that she was sorted to Slytherin, and hoping that everyone would make her feel welcome, and that she would be treated with the respect that she deserved.
She was the only person who seemed content with her surroundings. Her name had been Ashlee Riddle, but now her name was Ashlee Morris. People who lived in the wizarding world didn't know of any Morris's, so they assumed that she was a Muggle-born. Naturally, when Draco heard this, and saw her sitting at Slytherin, he flipped out.
He came over to the table, yelling hissing for her to move her filthy little Mudblood ass now! Instead of moving she stayed put.
"I told you to move your Mudblood ass," said Draco dangerously close to her ear.
"Thanks, but I'm fine right here." said Ashlee.
"Sorry, but I don't know where you're from but–" Draco started to say but he was rudely interrupted.
"Draco, leave the girl alone," Professor Snape said.
"Sorry, Sir. It won't happen again." Draco apologised. He waited for Snape to retake his seat on the top table before turning back to Ashlee.
"This is nowhere near over," Draco said.
"Bugger off, Malfoy," said Cedric Diggroy, the cutest boy in the school, as well as a prefect, which Draco was not, but little to his knowledge Ashlee was.
All that Malfoy did, was turn around and sit down. Not paying any attention to Cedric and Ashlee.
Ashlee was in Transfiguration when she got a jingle in her head.( a jingle is a call that a white-lighter gets when they need to be summoned by the Elders.)
"Professor, I need to go." Said Ashlee.
"May I ask what is so important that you need to leave my class?" Asked the Professor.
"I can't really tell you, if you will let me go to Dumbledore's office I am sure he will tell you. It is of huge importance," begged Ashlee.
"I am sorry, but I cannot let you go unless you have a pass. If you don't then I am sorry you will just have to wait until the end of class." The professor responded.
"Well I have to go." With that she stood up in the middle of class and walked out, leaving the class and Professor with open mouths.
"Miss Morris, would you please take your seat?" snapped the Professor at her retreating back, but by the time she finished the sentence Ashlee was no longer in Hogwarts.
"Okay, what is so important that you had to take me out of class?" asked Ashlee.
"I am sorry, Ashlee, but this is more important than anything," the Elder said. "Your father is coming back."
"Huh what do you mean, you told me that my father was dead, and had no hope of coming back what so ever," Ashlee continued " I don't even know who my father is."
"I guess that it is time to tell you who your father is. Your father is Tom Riddle, and now he is back, we doubted this, because we were concerned about the Source that the Charmed ones were fighting. Now that they have beaten him, we can focus on England." Said one Elder. Another continued that "now go back to Hogwarts."
And with that Ashlee was back on Earth, and she rushed right back to the Headmasters office. While there she got scolded at for running out of class. After that Ashlee told him what the Elders had just told her.
"Well I can not say that I did not know that, but I was told that you would find out, and you did" said Dumbledore.
"What did he do that makes people so afraid of him, and why did you have to change my last name?" asked Ashlee.
She had no idea that Tom Riddle, her father, was Lord Voldermort. She didn't know what he had done to Harry and his family, or to the whole wizarding world. She had no idea way he was the Dark Lord, and what he had done to deserve this name.
She also thought that Harry was older than her, and was thus very surprised to see Harry coming to talk to Dumbledore.
"I think that I better leave now." Ashlee stated, as Harry walked in, oblivious to the conversation that had just taken place.
Ashlee was so mad that she didn't even recognise that she had walked into Draco.
"Watch it, you filthy Mudblood" said Draco huffily.
"Sorry, Draco." Ashlee said, walking away from him. Not thinking due to the conversation she had just had.
All Draco could do was stand there open-mouthed.
'Oh my God, I can't believe that he is the Dark Lord! He is one of the most scary people in England.' Ashlee thought to herself
As she was walking down the hall's not paying any attention to her surroundings. " Well I did not expect to se you out here, why are you out here after curfew?" asked Cedric.
" O my god don't do that!" Ashlee told him, " you might make me orb."
"Orb, what is that?" asked a very confused Cedric.
"It's a bit like apparating, except only Whitelighters can do it. Ashlee replied.
"Okay," said Cedric thoughtfully. "I won't ask what a Whitelighter is, because I have to get to Snape's class."
"Oh! Thank you for reminding me – come on, or we'll be late," said Ashlee gratefully.
Ashlee was supposed to be writing a paper for History of Magic about her family's history and powers. She was in the library, sitting alone near the back, and as she thought about the paper she thought about the cover story Dumbledore had arranged for her. She already had an outline done for the paper that covered all her false history, but on a whim, she grabbed a spare sheet of parchment and began writing out her real family history.