Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and the rest of that world created by J.K. Rowling.

I do own characters and places I made up myself.

A/N: This takes place summer after 5th year. So the person who died in book five is still dead here. And no surprising come-backs either. I may hop from one point of view to another, but I hope it will not be a bother and it will actually work with this story. I will refer to Harry as both Raven and Harry, why? You'll have to read on. Eventually he will mostly be called Raven. Some characters may be OOC. Please forgive me then. Either way, enjoy reading and enough of my blabbering for now.

Angel.

Chapter one.

Harry was home alone at the moment. The Dursley's had gone out for dinner and had left Harry alone, even without locking him up in his room. This was not so normal as one might think. You see, Harry is a wizard, and the Dursley's hated it. But this summer, the summer after Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, the Dursley's had been threatened to treat Harry right, or else... so the Dursley's had complied. They hated to treat Harry like a normal teenager, but they did anyway.

Now a month in the summer holidays, Harry was preparing his dinner. Outside it was pouring, like it had been the entire day. But Harry liked it, it suited his mood. He had lost his godfather, Sirius, at the end of the school year and he had had a miserable month.

But tomorrow it would get better. You see, tomorrow would be his 16th birthday, and in the morning he would be picked up by some Order members, to spend the last month in Grimmauld Place. Harry didn't know if he could stand to be in Grimmauld Place, but he was glad to get away from the Dursley's. It seemed as if Uncle Vernon had more and more trouble keeping his temper in check. Harry didn't want to hang around to find out what woud happen if his uncle lost his cool.

Absorbed in his thoughts, he nearly got a heartattack when the doorbell rang. Turning the fire low, so his dinner wouldn't burn, he carefully walked to the front door. He gripped his wand tightly behind his back. It could be anyone out there.

The doorbell rang again. Keeping the chain on the door, he opened the door a bit. Outside stood a teenage girl, about the same hight as he, soaking wet, but with a backpack and a small suitcase in her hands. She lifted up her head and Harry looked in eyes that had the exact same color as his own. She smiled and said: "Hello Raven. You called to me and even though it took me some time, here I am."

Harry did not do more than stare. He knew her, he was sure, but why wouldn't the memories come? Then a name came drifting in his mind.

"Angel? Is that really you?" She smiled even more and nodded. And with that, Harry opened the door and let her in.

Angel looked around in great interest. She hadn't been here for 10 years, but the place still looked pretty much the same. It practically screamed "Boring!" She wondered why Harry –or Raven as she always called him- had taken so long to remember her. After all they used to be the best of friends when they were 5. Even more like a brother and sister.

Her nose alerted her that it was dinner time. Smiling to Raven she asked: "can I take a shower? I'm soaking wet and getting a cold. I really hate getting sick."

Raven nodded and took her upstairs. They dumped her bags in his room (at least they moved him out of the cupboard, Angel thought) and while Angel took a shower, Raven made some extra dinner.

When Angel came downstairs she wore a comfortable looking pair of pyjamas and thick woollen socks. Her black hair came to midback and was slightly curly. She had a slim build, quite athletic with long legs and no fat to spare. Her face was of an elf-like beauty Raven had only recently seen in The Lord of The Rings. He still didn't know who exactly she was, but somehow he knew she was trustworthy.

Silently they ate dinner, cleaned up and went upstairs. This got a bit awkward, after all Harry had only one bed. He did notice Angel seemed to have no problems with one bed, she also didn't react to his trunk or his owl. He was pretty sure she was a witch, but didn't want to ask. Harry took his pyjamas into the bathroom and changed there. After brushing his teeth he walked into his bedroom and saw that Angel was waiting for him to also climb in the bed. Seeing how awkward it was for him, she said: "Oh relax Raven. We used to sleep together all the time. We're like brother and sister, so get in here 'cause I won't let you sleep on the floor."

Grinning Harry lay down in the bed as well. Because it was such a small bed they rolled to each other and Angel took a contented sigh. "I really missed you," she said. Harry kept quiet. He couldn't remember more than her name and the safe feeling he got from her.

Apparantly this was enough, because within ten minutes they were asleep. The only trouble was, Harry forgot to set his alarm. So in the morning....well let's just say that everyone would get a nice surprise....