Kaylee Potter and the Witch's Betrayal
Chapter 1:
The long cloaked witch
Her long black cloak swept the blood-stained ground. Corpses lay limp and still on the wooden floors. Her hands lay upon her head, her long nails getting tangled up in the pale blue mess she called hair.
Her narrowed brown eyes swept the place.
"Send Avery", she said, in a cunning tone.
There was a sound of scurrying, and then more silence. The only sound remaining was the sound of her Hot Pink heels clicking away.
I have to do what my father started, she thought to herself.
If I couldn't destroy Harry for him, maybe I could destroy his kids.
But maybe, she thought, I can't get to them. They have already escaped my grasp once. Harry too. Maybe his Grandkids…
Suddenly, a tall, looming figure entered the room. He had soft brown hair that was swept to one side, narrow gray eyes, and a malicious tone.
"You called", he said.
"Oh yes", replied the girl. She looked much younger than she actually was. "I see the aging potion is doing you good", he sneered.
"Oh yes", she went on, walking the opposite way of him, her heels clicking away. "I have tried that out. Don't want to be turning too old now."
"Like your father?", Avery asked mockingly.
"Hey, watch it", she replied angrily, "you realize the gravity of the situation, right? And I know your just making yourself look younger as well. I would of never known you were actually thirty-five.", she sneered back.
He eyed her for a moment, and then said, "Ah, yes, Riddle, it is doing me well, you see. Could never get away with the stuff I have without this", he flipped a little glass vile, and caught it with ease.
"So what do you want me for?", he asked, breaking the silence.
"Well, I've got a job in mind, but I'm saving it for me. You", she grinned, showing her wild teeth and pointing at Avery, "I want you to keep a close eye on those Potters", she said.
"Which ones?", he asked.
"Well, all of the Grandkids. I know now that Potter is beginning to get older by each passing day, which means he won't be as good as he was when my father was around.
"So it'll be easier to catch his Grandkids, maybe his kids, and then catch Harry himself. Maybe even his little sweetheart, Ginny."
"But, haven't you forgotten Dumbledore? He was like, one-hundred and four years old, and he was an amazing wizard!", called out Avery.
Suddenly, the girl turned. She eyed him very carefully, and then stared him hard.
"Are you saying", she started, "that you, ha, liked that scum named Albus Dumbledore?"
He suddenly looked paler than usual, but took it off smoothly.
"No, I'm just saying he defeated your father plenty of times, and he was much, much older than that Potter man is now."
Seething, the girl turned away and replied with a cold tone, "Just spy on the Gilligans for now, then we can work on the two Potters."
"Fine, if you want me to tackle the Redhead", replied Avery.
"JUST GO!", boomed the girl.
With a sudden crack, the boy had gone.
The girl continued to step over the dead bodies. Blood splattered the floor. It was awfully eerie, and shadows covered the place, along with cobwebs. It was the girl's headquarters.
All of the dead people were from the ministry. Stupid ministry, she thought. Trying to sneak up on us like that. Just wait until everyone hears about this. Good thing Avery is on the job with that filthy Redhead.
With a wave from her wand, the blood and bodies disappeared.
She paced the room a bit, deep in thought.
What if he can't get to them?
Impossible, said another voice.
She jumped. She scanned the room for someone else, but no one was there.
Who are you?, she asked her own mind.
Well that depends, said the voice.
I am inside your head. I will reveal my name later, but now is not the time. I am here to help you.
But, how?
I will help you with this plan. Though I may have died, My spirit will always be near. If it is okay with you, may I enter your body?
She hesitated a moment. But, if I want you to enter my body, to- to help me, I need to know who you are.
Fine, said the voice.
This may come to a great shock to you, so you are warned. Also, added the voice, When I enter your body, I have only control of your body. Your mind is free spirited, though.
But, she asked impatiently, who are you?
Very well, he said.
Now, listen close, Delphini Riddle, she listened very closely;excitement flooding her body.
I am Lord Voldemort.