3- Charade
The following day, Amanda woke up in a five star hotel. She woke up feeling… different. Amanda dashed to the mirror. There she saw the reflection she always dreamed of seeing- gorgeous, long blond hair, pretty, baby blue eyes, thick, seductive lips and all place perfectly and proportionally on the face. Her body had also changed, it became lighter. Her new figure was curvaceous, alluring, just like a movie star.
While Amanda was adoring her new form, someone knocked on her door. At first she did not even notice, since she was so absorbed with her own reflection. The second knock was more aggressive, who ever it was, was not patient.
When Amanda asked who was there, she noticed her voice changed too. Not only was it softer, more pleasant, but she also got a different accent… a French accent...
'This day just keeps on getting stranger…'
The person on the other side claimed to be a messenger of the dark lord, indeed, the one who granted her all this.
The woman had brown hair and eyes which held a malicious glint.
She looked Amanda over and smirked, thinking what a good job her master has done on this girl, at first the use of a muggle bewildered her, but after the master told her of the plan, she realized hoe ingenious it was.
Just in order to arrive at the hotel, Bellatrix had to drink pollyjuice potion, which has a horrid flavor. 'At least I got to kill some stupid mudblood in order to make it…'
Bellatrix wanted to cut to the chase, and imagined her usual harsh voice ever meaner since she was addressing to a muggle, but remembered that the master ordered her to feign kindness, and so she intended to do.
"Good morning, how are you today?"
"Fine." Amanda responded, not yet used to her new accent.
"Well, let us go to business, shall we?" Amanda nodded.
Bellatrix explained everything about the magical world. The explanation failed to include one crucial detail- why was this omnipotent character, the dark lord, want to go after some sixteen year old?
Amanda figured it was none of her business- she was granted a wish and in exchange she had to do something, and she will.
"Now to you- your new name is Lillian Leroux," when Bellatrix heard the name her master chose for the girl, she was astound with the degree of cunningness he demonstrated, "you are an orphan," speaking of which- since the moment she woke up, Amanda has not gave a single thought to her parents and what was going on in her previous life. As a matter of fact, she did not care.
"You came here, to London, with your orphanage where you try to be an older sister to the younger children and take care of them in every way you can. Now, this is how you will get to Hogwarts…"
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It was a warm July night, the middle of summer break, when…
"Crucio!" a Death Eater yelled, pointing his wand at the girl before him.
The girl screamed, the pain was extreme, so horrible that she fell to the floor unconscious. She was told it will hurt, but nothing could prepare her for this. Bellatrix was in a distance, overseeing the scene, pleased. Not only was the act working well, she also got the pleasure of watching the muggle girl being tortured. Just in time, an alarm set knight in shining armor, came her nephew Draco Malfoy to 'rescue' the girl.
He was just another actor in the charade, of course no one took into consideration that he was a boy, and she is a girl- a gorgeous one at that. He used a simple spell to disarm the other Death Eater, a spell every average sixth year in Hogwarts should know, they did not want this ti stand out more that it already will.
The whole background story was ready, all the actors knew their part. The Death Eater fled the scene before aurors will arrive, leaving Malfoy to attend to the girl.
And indeed, they were not late to arrive at the scene of the crime- a Death Eater attacking a muggle in a muggle area for no apparent reason, using his powers in plain sight, that called for special attention.
As soon as they got to the scene, Amanda was evacuated to St. Mungos'- the only place where she could be treated for being injured by the cruciatus curse…