CDD: OO! I get scared when she actually says hello instead of hiya.
LADY BLADE: Oh so being such a drama king.
CDD: I'm not being a drama king.
LADY BLADE: Whatever. Then you're just paranoid.
CDD: Am not.
LADY BLADE: Are too.
CDD: Are not.
LADY BLADE: Are too.
CDD: Are not.
LADY BLADE: Are too.
CDD: Alright let's get on with this.
LADY BLADE: You gave up. XP
CDD: (glares) Lady Blade WarAngel does NOT own Harry Potter. Please don't ask me to repeat this. It's getting old.
LADY BLADE: Be nice CDD.
CDD: Do you know how many disclaimers have I said for you in my short muse lifetime?
LADY BLADE: Uhmmmmm............ Let's carry on with the fic.
CDD: Pfffft.
Avenging Angel.
Chapter One – Arrival & Discovery.
Harry Potter was sitting in his usual seat on the Hogwarts Express. His two fiends, Ron and Hermione, were sitting in the seat opposite him, and arguing furiously. "They sound like an old married couple sometimes." Harry thought to himself. (A/N: I have NOT decided any pairings, so don't get your hopes up people) Harry stared out of the window. "I wonder if Mom and Dad might have had any other children if they were still alive." Harry thought to himself. Sometimes the thought crossed his mind that he would've liked having a sister or brother. Whether they were older or younger then him. Maybe he wouldn't feel so alone as he sometimes felt, maybe he'd have someone to talk to about his parents. He'd used to talk to Professor Lupin, but he was gone now. He had left the school after the incident when Sirius Black had escaped. Harry still wished he could've lived with Sirius. His Aunt and Uncle were treating him worse then ever. Now that His Uncles nephew, Edward had come to live with them as well, Harry was treated even worse. He didn't tell his friends about the pain he suffered at the hands of Edward, who gave him a thorough kicking every morning. It made Harry even happier to go back to Hogwarts. His friends wouldn't see the bruises all over him. Well, all accept his head. His arms, legs and body were covered in horrific, large, multicoloured bruises. (A/N: When I say multicoloured, I only mean the colours of bruises that you can get. Not literally multicoloured)
Soon the train had stopped and everyone got off. Soon they were all settled back into their dormitories, and into their regular routine at Hogwarts. Although the teachers were actually in a state of panic. A panic that had not been shown to the students.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid and Snape were gathered in Dumbledore's office. All of them discussing something that was supposed to remain unknown to the students.
"We can't be sure that that young woman was an Avenging Angel." McGonagall said. "I'm afraid that it is the only explanation for the attacks on Voldemort's followers. The girl that Professor Snape saw, must've been an Avenging Angel." Dumbledore said. Hagrid looked as unsure as McGonagall. "I'm not so sure Professor." Hagrid said. "I mean, this young woman, that Professor Snape described. She sounds more like a human with the power or witchcraft." Hagrid said. "I wish I could believe that Hagrid, but no Witch could destroy that many of Voldemort's followers that quickly. They were some of the strongest followers of Voldemort as well." Dumbledore said. He had a great sense of foreboding and dreaded what was to come next.
At the same time as this conversation was going on, a young woman smirked, as she hid on one of the rafters in Dumbledore's office. "They have no idea what I am." She thought to herself. Her long, dark hair was loose, and hanging perfectly around her oval shaped face. Her pure, Emerald green eyes, scanned the four people beneath her. Her eyes bought out the caramel tan of her skin. She smirked, and waited for them to leave. Then she jumped down from the rafter, and landed in a cat-like crouch, on the ground. She stood to her full height of five foot nine. Her black, sleeved and hooded cloak hung around her. Although the hood was down. She was wearing a black shirt that lace up at the front, and a black skirt that reached to just above her knees. She was also wearing a pair of knee-high, black leather boots, that had a zip, but were also done up by many belts that ran down and round her boots. She decided to look around. "Today is my eighteenth birthday and not one member of my family survived to see it." The young woman thought to herself. "Or maybe they did, and I never knew. Dumbledore is the only one who will know the truth." The young woman thought. "But I won't ask him yet. I have to keep a low profile until I can find the lurking follower of Voldemort. The one who murdered my family." The young woman cut off her thoughts abruptly. She snuck out of Dumbledore's office, and disappeared into the corridors of Hogwarts, unnoticed by anyone in the school, except one red-haired girl who shouldn't have been walking the corridors. Ginny Weasley looked at the girl in fear. "She looks like death." Ginny thought to herself as she ran back to Gryffindor and stayed there. She was absolutely terrified.
LADY BLADE: MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! That was chapter one.
CDD: So what are you planning Lady Blade?
LADY BLADE: If I told you that, then the readers would know too.
CDD: That's no fair.
LADY BLADE: It is to me. BTW people, you will find out what an Avenging Angel is soon enough. All I can say is that it is someone who goes around demanding retribution. But you won't get the full details for a little while. Sorry peeps.
CDD: See, you're even confusing the readers.
LADY BLADE: XP Be quiet CDD.
CDD: XP Please R&R people, because this is Lady Blade's first Harry Potter fic (apart from the fic she is writing with shinigami29) So any feedback is welcome, but flames are ridiculed amongst the many people that Lady Blade knows.
LADY BLADE: Byes for now people. I'll C ya L8r and have fun doing whatever it is that you're doing.