Summary: Voldemort didn't kill James. Instead he sent him to a place equivalent to hell. Now 14 years later, he has escaped and is looking forward to spending some quality time with his children. Too bad Voldemort has other plans.

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. I have to spend the first thirty minutes of my day reading reviews. I'm not complaining though I love it. Ok on with the story.

Chapter 3: My Angel

The three wizards landed in front of number 12 grimmauld place and quickly walked inside. They no more got the door closed when Melinda ran up to them and threw her arms around Sirius then Remus. She finally released them and stood back her hazel eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Sirius! Remus! I've missed you so much!"

"We've missed you too." Remus said laughing at her enthusiasm.

"How have you been?"

"Fine. I..." Her voice trailed off as she caught sight of James. Fear swept over her face and she slowly backed away drawing her wand as she went. Remus seeing this going downhill decided to intervene. He stepped in between James and Melinda then tried to calm her fears.

"Melinda, lower your wand. We can explain."

"Explain?! Explain what?! That my dead dad is standing in front of me?" Melinda said looking from Remus to Sirius then to James. Sirius decided it was his turn to try and calm his upset goddaughter.

"Melinda, please calm down. Your dad didn't die. This is your dad." He explained. This only angered Melinda more.

"What are you playing at?! My dad is dead! What are you trying to prove?!" She screamed at them causing the two men to wince. James stepped toward her only to see her back away slightly.

"Melinda, my angel. It's me. No one else ever called you Angel did they?" James asked. Her eyes filled with confusion as her wand dropped to her side.

"Daddy?" She said weakly. He nodded. Suddenly her knees buckled and James barely caught her before she hit the ground. He tapped her face softly to wake her and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Melinda are you ok?"

"I'm not dreaming am I?"

"No sweetie you're not."

"How?"

"I'll explain later. All that matters is that I'm here."

"Yeah."

After he helped her up she turned to Remus.

"By the way before I forget, Snape is here, he would like a word with you." She said. James' smile turned into a glare.

"Snape is here?! Why?" He asked seething.

"He's in the order. Excuse me." Remus said quickly and walked through the door almost at a run.

James turned to Sirius trembling slightly in suppressed rage.

"How is it that a death-eater is a member of the order?!"

"You'll have to talk to Dumbledore about that."

"Daddy, I don't like him either but I've learned to put up with him. Even though it is very, very hard."

James smiled at her temporarily stunned at how much she sounded like her mother. He was jarred out of his thought when the door open and Remus walked back in the room followed closely by Snape, who turned white as a ghost when he saw James.

"Hello, Severus. Long time no see."

Snape looked from James to Remus to Sirius to Melinda as if expecting them to shout April Fool. When none of them did he turned to Remus again.

"Professor Dumbledore will be by for that report when he drops Potter off tonight. Have it ready."

Snape swept past Sirius, James, and Melinda like they weren't even there and out the front door. Sirius sighed then turned back to the others.

"Well how about some diner? I'm sure Molly will cook us up something."

"Shouldn't we wait for Harry? Snape said he would be here soon." Melinda suggested.

"I agree with Melinda. Besides there's a meeting going on in the kitchen."

Melinda sighed. "Alright I get the point. I'll go find Ron, Hermione, and George so we can try and figure out what you guys are talking about together."

She smiled at Remus and Sirius then kissed James on the cheek. Then climbed the stairs her auburn hair sweeping behind her.

"She may look like her mother but she acts just like me." James said watching her climb the stairs.

"You say that like its a good thing Prongs." Sirius said nudging his best friend in the side.

They all walked down the stairs. Upstairs Melinda sat down next to George and sighed contently as he rubbed her shoulders. She looked up and watched Ron and Hermione argue about something. After a few seconds she looked over at Ginny.

"How long have they been doing this?" Melinda asked.

"About five minutes."

"Guys, please knock it off. I need to tell you something before you go down stairs."

"What is it, baby?" George asked slightly worried about his girlfriend.

"I... My... my dad is down stairs in the kitchen."

They all looked at her for a few seconds then Hermione spoke in a slow and cautious voice.

"But Melinda your dad is..."

"Dead? I thought so too. I even started to curse him into oblivion. But then he said something. Something I only remember my dad saying to me."

"What?" Ron asked.

"He called me his Angel. That is what my Dad used to call me every night as he tucked me in. Its him."

Just then Harry walked in. A swift shake of her head told the others not to say anything.

"Harry!"

She hugged him then sat back down on the bed as he looked at all of them.

"What's going on?" He said looking at all of them suspiciously.

"What do you mean?" Melinda asked innocently.

"You guys are hiding something."

"Harry I have to tell you something. I...I... You guys wanna help me out?" She said looking around.

"No way." Ron said firmly.

"You're on your own." Fred said getting up and looking out the window.

"Thanks guys. Uh, you might wanna sit down."

He sat down beside her becoming more and more worried.

"Harry, I don't know how to say this so I'm just gonna come right out with it. Dad's alive."

Harry face went from worry to shock in two seconds flat.

"Dad... as in our dad?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"He didn't say. I think he wanted to wait till he could tell both of us."

Harry opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

A/N: I know I'm evil. I admit that. I'll get that next chapter up soon. I promise. Have a little faith in me. R&R