Summary: 'I used to see in black and white, good and evil, light and dark. But when I met Sirius Black he taught me to see in shades of grey.' Ashley has been a Deatheater since she was 13, she belives that she is evil, and nothing can change that. But then Sirius shows her a whole other life, where she can be truly happy. But to get it she has to sacrifice everything she has ever known, and in the process might lose herself. Can Sirius save her or is it too late?
Author's Note: Ok, in a way this story was inspired by Fire Burns, Carpe Diem, and Fallen Angel by Dactyl. They were amazing and I would definatly read them. (In that order too.) I hope you enjoy, read and review! =]
My name is Ashley Sanders. I'm 15 years old. I have straight black hair that comes down to my chest. My eyes are hazel. I am currently sitting in my room waiting to be called for dinner, and I am a Deatheater.
I know, you probably thinking 'A Deatheater? At that age?' while, let me tell you about myself- or seeing as you sort of already know about me, my history. I am a pureblood although I have no idea who my parents are. Here's what I know about them:
-They are both purebloods.
-At least one of them is/was a Deatheater.
-They are faithful to 'The Cause'.
-If my looks are anything to go by, they are good looking.
-And they didn't want a daughter.
So, they just decided to just drop me on Voldemort- Oh yeah, I have no problem saying his name. He's basically the closest thing to a father I have, and that is really sad. He raised me since I was a baby, and taught me everything I know, Oh, I almost forgot. I'm home-schooled. Or at least I have been but that is about to change soon. You see, Voldemort has decided he needs someone at Hogwarts to tell him what's going on, so in a couple of weeks that's where I'm headed.
I'm very ahead of everyone my age, I can already disapparate, even though you're supposed to wait until you're 17. I also just happen to know a lot of Dark magic. I'm not really sure why, it might have something to do with the fact that I've been raised by Deatheaters and have been one for… how long now, since I was 13, yeah, two years now. That might have something to do with it but I'm just not sure. As you can probably tell by now, I'm very sarcastic, and have a sick sense of humor. But you can hardly blame me, I mean come on, just look at who I've been raised around.
Well, I have to go to dinner, let's hope no one gets murdered or crucioed today, well… lets just stick with murdered, because no one being crucioed is really too much to ask of our dear Voldemort. That happens a lot, it may sound disturbing that I can just talk about it with ease and not really care, but I leaned a very important lesson at a very young age. "Do not interfere with the Dark Lord's business, just be glad it isn't you. Be quiet, sit by and be glad that you are not the one at the receiving end of his wand." says the git Malfoy.
I don't have to worry about that as much, well at least not being murdered. Voldemort knows I'm too valuable to do any permanent damage to me, but that doesn't mean I'm safe from everything. But I really have to go unless I want to get in trouble for being late, and here, that does not mean getting yelled at. There's probably some important person that's going to be donating to 'The Cause' or something like that. I put on some of my finest dress robes and head downstairs.
Sure enough when I get into the sitting room I see a man with black hair and grey eyes in one of our most comfortable armchairs and I can tell he is either rich, or really important. Another observation is that for an old guy he is pretty good looking. He and Voldemort are discussing in hushed tones, and when I enter Voldemort looks up. "Ah, Ashley, so glad you could join us." When he speaks the other man seems to notice me as well, because he stands up as Voldemort continues. "This is Mr. Black and he has just donated a very generous amount to our Cause. He will be joining us for dinner." When he mentioned the money that Mr. Black had donated I didn't need the look he gave me to know I had to be extra polite.
"It is very nice to meet you Mr. Black, my name is Ashley, and if there is anything I can do for you please let me know for it would be my pleasure." It's the same thing every time I meet someone who is important. He smiled at me and replied.
"Please, call me Orion." Well at least he is polite as well, some others just treated me like a small, dirty child. At that moment one of the house elves came in and announced dinner was ready and then scuttled out again.
We went into the next room and sat down with other Deatheaters that were at the house that night. We began the meal and the Deatheaters began their reports. As predicted one of them, Lestrange, I believe it was, had failed to kill some Ministry guy and very soon after he gave that report he was on the ground screaming in agony. After he was finished Voldemort left them man on the ground and turned to Orion.
"I don't like when my followers fail me, although I suppose this isn't too bad, I can send a more trustworthy person after him." I guessed this was going to happen so I wasn't too surprised when he turned to me and said "I expect you to take care of it tonight- in fact, bring that brainless thing and show him how it's done." I knew better than to refuse so I just smiled a pleasant smile and told him that I would be pleased to. Orion looked at me, and I'm not sure if I saw amazement, shock, or fear in his eyes.
I tried to use legilimency on him but found he was very good at occlemency, I smirked and when the meal was finished we traveled into the sitting room where they had been earlier. I knew that a very important conversation was going to take place soon, and that I would be a major part of it.
"So, Ashley, as for the assignment you will be undertaking in a few weeks, you are to tell the fool Dumbledore that you were home-schooled and that Deatheaters killed your parents, he'll listen to any good sob-story, and I think if you make it seem like you want nothing to do with Deatheaters or me then he will trust you more. Do not let him know you are an occlemense, but when he tries to enter your mind give him false memories of the night your 'parents' were killed, give him happy memories with them, but do not let him know anything of your real life. He will think he can turn you." I took all this in, and nodded my agreement. "You will be entering your Fifth year and you will be in Slytherin." I could hear the threat behind his words, and nodded once again. He continued with Mr. Black about meaningless things and I stood.
"I will head off now to take care of Mr. Judson. Where is Lestrange, I am taking him with me?"
"Ask Lucius, he should know."
"Very well, Good night My Lord, Mr. Bl- Orion." And with that I exited the room and went to find Malfoy.
When I had finally located Lucius he was in no mood to corporate. "Malfoy, where is Lestrange?" He just looked up at me.
"Why do you want to know?" Why is he giving me such a hard time?
"I need to teach him a lesson." I caught his look. "No, I'm not going to crucio him, the Dark Lord has already done that, I'm going to teach him how to properly kill someone when you're assigned to."
"Well, I'm not sure I know where he is." I'm getting really sick of this stupid git. I guess the only way to get something from him was to use force. I pulled out my wand and shoved it into his throat.
"Tell. Me. Where. He. Is." I said my voice low and menacing without any hint of my normally polite tone. With ever word I pushed my wand into his neck a little deeper. I could see in his eyes he was scared.
"He's in his room, on the second floor." I removed my wand.
"Thank you." My voice was back to its sweet tone, and I started to walk towards the door. "Oh and Malfoy." I said turning back to him.
"Yeah?" I hit him with the Cruciatus Curse, ignoring his screams as he fell to the floor. After about twenty seconds I lifted it.
"Next time, tell me what I want to know right away." My voice was deadly and he was on the ground panting, but I could see him nod his head. I walked out leaving him on the ground.
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