Chapter 7
Catch me if you dare
Cate shrieked again, stomping on the shards. "Damn you Meagan! I can't watch them any longer! The purpose of this was entertainment! So they're stuck there, and I can't watch them suffer! It's not fair!"
Draco hurried into the room, and bowed slightly to Cate. "Do you need anything?"
"Red Wine. Make it quick." she snapped, sitting on the large velvet chair. "They are still there. You can't watch them, but you need not worry. Sirius Black and your mother, Elizabeth are looking for you."
"They aren't your parents. You are my father."
"You cannot deny that they are your biological parents, or you would not be so strikingly gorgeous if they were not. But however, I am your father now."
"Why do they want me? Gryffindor tell my so called mother that his heir had gone bad?"
"More than likely. But do not worry, they are too absorbed with themselves to worry. And you made front page in the Daily Prophet: Dark Angel of Light." At this, Cate grinned, satisfied. She scanned the article.
"They still have no clue who I am. They think I'm captured, or dead. They would never expect me... The Dark Angel of Light. My alias. I like it much. DRACO! WHERE IS MY WINE?"
"Coming Cate my lady! Here you go, I hope you enjoy it, finest quality."
"Well, it had better be. Thank-you. Come here." Then bit his lip viciously again and shoved him out of the room. She took her seat again, sipping her wine. "Do you think much of them?"
"No, they are weak, and naive." Voldemort replied. " I know."
"Leave them, for now, I don't know what will happen if you kill them, it could alter things. Do not leave, do you hear me out?"
"Yes father."
Cate left the room, gulping the wine in a huge swallow. There were women in the house, wives of the male Death Eaters. Narcissa Malfoy noticed her quickly and called her over. The women swarmed around her.
"Well, aren't you a pretty girl, you must be the one Draco tells me so much about. Right hand? Dark Angel of Light. It suits you perfectly. Wine?"
"Thank-you, I've just had some wine. Right hand indeed, and pretty is not what I intend to be."
"Sorry if I offended you, Draco likes you quite a lot, and I hope I haven't ruined his chances."
"No, he ranks higher than any other boy I have met. Well, I must plot my next murders, until them ladies..." Cate thought they were to annoying and too goody to be wives of Death Eaters, and why she wasn't horrid to them, she didn't know. They were way below her level, married to a Death Eater, not being one. She was a rebel, and she was plotting who to kill for the sheer title Dark Angel of Light to be publicized even more.... So Voldemort gave her names, and she
went on her trademark-killing spree, writing things on walls with bloody fingers, and of course the name The Dark Angel of Light. And she always added,
catch me if you dare.
***
"She's off again. Dark Angel of Light is Cate." Elizabeth said to Sirius.
"I hate to say it, but I'm afraid of my own daughter."
"Well, she's nothing to sneeze at. She can kick some tail whenever she wants..." The sky lit up again. Both Sirius and Elizabeth sighed. "Don't go. Stay here. We can't do a thing. We have to pretend we think she's dead."
"Liz- if we have another baby, promise me this won't happen..."
"I promise," said Elizabeth, kissing him on his neck. "We weren't there for Cate. All that childhood pain was bottled up. She just burst, and it's no one's fault. No talk... Just breathe Sirius.... I love you so much..."
***
"Dark Angel of Light?" Hermione read off the newspaper. "Dumbledore- that has to be Cate! We have to do something! Lavender is dead?" Hermione was in tears.
Jeremy was waving at girls sitting at the dinner tables when Hermione elbowed
him. "Meagan, Marykate, and Harry are stuck. Cate is angry about something..." He said noticing the sky lighting up, his eyes losing their shine. "She's your age, and look at the difference.. If she wanted attention, why didn't she just say? Who has died now..."
***
"So what if I can't see her? She can't stop the killings! Of people! And I win! I HAVE WON! FOR NOW AT LEAST! AS LONG AS THE PEOPLE ARE DEAD! I WIN!!!" Cate told herself in her head. Then she decided to have some fun...
"People are dying Meagan, and I have killed them. What are you going to do?" she said telepathically. "I cannot see you suffer any longer, so I will watch other
people suffer!!!!"
Catch me if you dare
Cate shrieked again, stomping on the shards. "Damn you Meagan! I can't watch them any longer! The purpose of this was entertainment! So they're stuck there, and I can't watch them suffer! It's not fair!"
Draco hurried into the room, and bowed slightly to Cate. "Do you need anything?"
"Red Wine. Make it quick." she snapped, sitting on the large velvet chair. "They are still there. You can't watch them, but you need not worry. Sirius Black and your mother, Elizabeth are looking for you."
"They aren't your parents. You are my father."
"You cannot deny that they are your biological parents, or you would not be so strikingly gorgeous if they were not. But however, I am your father now."
"Why do they want me? Gryffindor tell my so called mother that his heir had gone bad?"
"More than likely. But do not worry, they are too absorbed with themselves to worry. And you made front page in the Daily Prophet: Dark Angel of Light." At this, Cate grinned, satisfied. She scanned the article.
"They still have no clue who I am. They think I'm captured, or dead. They would never expect me... The Dark Angel of Light. My alias. I like it much. DRACO! WHERE IS MY WINE?"
"Coming Cate my lady! Here you go, I hope you enjoy it, finest quality."
"Well, it had better be. Thank-you. Come here." Then bit his lip viciously again and shoved him out of the room. She took her seat again, sipping her wine. "Do you think much of them?"
"No, they are weak, and naive." Voldemort replied. " I know."
"Leave them, for now, I don't know what will happen if you kill them, it could alter things. Do not leave, do you hear me out?"
"Yes father."
Cate left the room, gulping the wine in a huge swallow. There were women in the house, wives of the male Death Eaters. Narcissa Malfoy noticed her quickly and called her over. The women swarmed around her.
"Well, aren't you a pretty girl, you must be the one Draco tells me so much about. Right hand? Dark Angel of Light. It suits you perfectly. Wine?"
"Thank-you, I've just had some wine. Right hand indeed, and pretty is not what I intend to be."
"Sorry if I offended you, Draco likes you quite a lot, and I hope I haven't ruined his chances."
"No, he ranks higher than any other boy I have met. Well, I must plot my next murders, until them ladies..." Cate thought they were to annoying and too goody to be wives of Death Eaters, and why she wasn't horrid to them, she didn't know. They were way below her level, married to a Death Eater, not being one. She was a rebel, and she was plotting who to kill for the sheer title Dark Angel of Light to be publicized even more.... So Voldemort gave her names, and she
went on her trademark-killing spree, writing things on walls with bloody fingers, and of course the name The Dark Angel of Light. And she always added,
catch me if you dare.
***
"She's off again. Dark Angel of Light is Cate." Elizabeth said to Sirius.
"I hate to say it, but I'm afraid of my own daughter."
"Well, she's nothing to sneeze at. She can kick some tail whenever she wants..." The sky lit up again. Both Sirius and Elizabeth sighed. "Don't go. Stay here. We can't do a thing. We have to pretend we think she's dead."
"Liz- if we have another baby, promise me this won't happen..."
"I promise," said Elizabeth, kissing him on his neck. "We weren't there for Cate. All that childhood pain was bottled up. She just burst, and it's no one's fault. No talk... Just breathe Sirius.... I love you so much..."
***
"Dark Angel of Light?" Hermione read off the newspaper. "Dumbledore- that has to be Cate! We have to do something! Lavender is dead?" Hermione was in tears.
Jeremy was waving at girls sitting at the dinner tables when Hermione elbowed
him. "Meagan, Marykate, and Harry are stuck. Cate is angry about something..." He said noticing the sky lighting up, his eyes losing their shine. "She's your age, and look at the difference.. If she wanted attention, why didn't she just say? Who has died now..."
***
"So what if I can't see her? She can't stop the killings! Of people! And I win! I HAVE WON! FOR NOW AT LEAST! AS LONG AS THE PEOPLE ARE DEAD! I WIN!!!" Cate told herself in her head. Then she decided to have some fun...
"People are dying Meagan, and I have killed them. What are you going to do?" she said telepathically. "I cannot see you suffer any longer, so I will watch other
people suffer!!!!"