A/N: I don't know where the hell this is going, but as long I'm asked to continue I will. Oh and a warning, there's gonna be some lemon in this too.
Summary: I Angelica Larsson am going to Hogwarts... what the hell was Dumbledore thinking!! Was he thinking at all!?
Chapter 4
Harry was sitting on the sofa in the common room, waiting for Ron and Hermione. When he was thinking about going up to the boys dormitory, they came thru the portrait. Hermione told the first year just the same thing Harry had told Angelica.
All first years went too bed right away, so then the trio had a chance to talk. Ron and Hermione sat down on ether side of Harry.
"So which side do you think she is on?" Ron asked as he looked at the others.
"I don't know she seems to be on our side." said Hermione as she looked at Harry.
"I agree with Hermione, but Pettigrew was a little like that too right?" Harry said looking at his two best friends.
"You know he dose have a poin..." Ron stopped as he looked in to the fire. Harry and Hermione looked in to the fire as well.
All of a sudden both Sirius Black and Remus Lupin's heads appeared in the dancing flames.
"Sirius! Remus! What are you doing!" Hermione said surprised. Sirius grinned at them, but Remus answered.
"We just hear that you guys got a transferred student"
"So... who is it then?" Sirius asked
Harry, Ron and Hermione glanced at each other. Then Harry remembered what Angelica had said on the train. Maybe Sirius or Remus had heard of her.
"Have any of you two heard of someone named Angelica Larsson?"
Remus and Sirius glanced quickly at each other.
"How dose she look?" Remus asked because if it really was her, then this might get very interesting.
"Well her face is small, blond/brown hair. She isn't very tall she's shorter then Hermione" Harry described her as well as he could.
"She is quite cocky." Hermione finished. Remus looked at Sirius and said.
"That sounds like her to me"
"Well I don't know, I haven't seen her sense I ended up in Azkaban"
Ron, Harry and Hermione stared at them; they knew the girl, jet they seemed to be unsure if it was the right one.
"What are you two talking about?" Ron asked still staring at Sirius and Remus.
"Well in our forth year we too got a transferred student, a girl from Sweden. Her name was Marlene Ohlsson or as we called her 'The Dragon'. She was in the same year as us; we eventually become friend with her. But when she finished going to Hogwarts she returned to Sweden again." Remus said, pausing for a second trying to remember more.
Harry's thoughts begun to spin like a marry-go-round. How could Angelica be infamous if her mother had gone to Hogwarts? Hadn't her father to then?
"But we kept contact with each other, we would send a letter every month. We got a letter a week earlier, 31st August came Marlene's owl to us with a letter. She had sent the owl a day before her Angelica was born." Sirius continued.
"So you do know her," Harry said in surprise. Ron and Hermione just listened.
"Well you do too, but you wouldn't remember her. She came to England some time in August." Remus said smiling at them.
"Did Angelicas parents meet at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked the question that was nagging Harry like hell.
Sirius shock his head sadly "No, she meet him in Sweden. Here is the thing you really need to know. Her father is Bernt Larsson, an infamous Swedish deatheater he might have tried to train her to become one too. But there is a fat chance she won't, her mother was in the order so she might turn away from her father."
The conversation ended and all of them went to bed.
Hermione was a bit nervous about having to sleep in the same room as Angelica. But as Sirius had said maybe she was on there side.
Angelica was sitting on her bed as the other girls slept. She took a book from her bag and transformed it in to a mirror. Her eyes roomed over her face for a couple of seconds, and then she closed her eyes.
She took out her wand and took of the glamour charm she put on. Scars become visible on her face now, she had a scar that began above her left eye brown and whent over her eye and ended just underneith it. But not so deep that she lost her eye site.
She had one on her right side to. It began between her eyes and went down a bit below her eye.
Angelica sighed; her father was nothing but a twisted bastard who saw his on dotter as nothing else but an object. A damn thing he could do what ever he wished with.
The door opened and Hermione came in. Angelica let go of the transformed mirror, but she didn't have the chance to put on the glamour charm.
When Hermione looked at Angelica she gasped when she saw the scars.
"Angelica what has happened to you?"
Angelica looked away.
It was supposed to be a secret for fuck sake, thought Angelica as she answered.
"Depends on what you ask for"
Hermione was shocked no les, was her father the one who had given Angelica the scars?
"How did you get those scars on your face?"
Angelica turned to look at Hermione with sad eyes. She mentioned for her to sit on the bed, Hermione obeyed and sat down on her bed in front of Angelica.
"When I was eight years old my father decided that I should learn what was to become of me later in life. A person that would obey every order I got, but I disobeyed him every time."
Angelica stopped to look at Hermione; she was quiet listening to the story.
"He then began to beat the daylight out of me. I learned that pain comes in different form, 'cause he used the unforgivables more then once."
Angelica looked at Hermione again, she was now really shocked.
"He used the unforgivables on you!" Hermione almost screamed but stopped her self.
"Yes, he gave me the scars on my face." Angelica said as she looked away.
"Dose your mother know about this?"
Tears welled up in Angelicas eyes, but she would still not look at Hermione.
"No... she doesn't because... 'cause she's dead." Angelica began to cry, but she cried silently.
