Disclaimer: I have stolen…no…not stolen…commandeered the majority of the characters in this story. Angela and the plot are mine, but don't sue me for the rest. Please?
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already in Dumbledore's office when Angela and Draco walked in, smiling. Angela saw them all give Draco nasty looks and Draco's smile turned quickly to a scowl. Angela sighed and thought to herself, "Well, I can't expect them to get along I guess."
They all sat across from Dumbledore, Angela sitting between Harry and Draco, with Ron and Hermione on Harry's other side.
"As you all know, you are here to help your fellow student, Angela. You will all be participating in a Five-Point Fidelius Charm. We will go to the bedchambers that have been prepared for Angela and the spell will be performed there. Afterwards I will perform a memory charm on each of you so that you will not know who the other Secret Keepers are. That way, if one of you is captured you will be less likely to reveal the whereabouts of the other four secret keepers. Let us go."
They all nodded and followed Dumbledore out the door of his office. Angela felt Harry reach for her hand and give it a squeeze as they went down the stairs. She smiled up at him and he looked down at her with a serious look in his face. She could tell that he was worried about her and she wanted to reassure him that she would be all right. "Maybe later," she thought to herself.
They took a confusing set of corridors that seemed to lead deep into the castle. Angela had never been here before, and she had a deep suspicion that her parents hadn't either. Nothing looked familiar as she studied the walls. Suddenly they came upon a door in the wall that had a five-point star etched into it.
Angela was about to ask what it meant when Dumbledore explained, "The star represents each secret keeper in the charm. After the charm is done I will put a spell on the door to make it invisible to all but you four, Angela, and myself." With that he opened the door.
Angela gasped. It was magnificent. She stepped into a living room area. There were comfortable looking chairs and a long sofa in front of a roaring fire. Everything was draped in Gryffindor colors, dark reds and brilliant golds. The far wall was made entirely of glass and had a magnificent view to the mountains in the distance. There were doors that went off either side of the room and Angela went into the one on her left first.
It opened to an enormous bedroom, with a Queen sized four-poster bed, much like the one in her dorm, but larger. The furniture was all a beautiful mahogany and she saw a door open to a large bathroom. On the other side of the room was a closed door that she surmised to be the closet. She walked out of the bedroom and looked at her fellow classmates who were looking around in awe as well. She wanted to go see what was behind the other door but she knew she would have time to do that later.
Dumbledore looked at her meaningfully. "You know that your movements in the castle will be restricted. The spell will be performed for the entire grounds to be your hiding place, but the other students will not be able to see you either. It would much be like wondering around the school in your invisibility cloak. Your secret keepers will come and visit you on designated days and you will be allowed to walk about at night. You will have the choice of preparing your own food, or having food brought to you and your school work will all be done here."
Angela looked around the magnificent room again with the thought that this would be her 'house' until Voldemort gave up on her and it seemed to shrink slightly. The thought of Voldemort brought something else to her mind. "Professor, I have a few questions. Will I be able to perform magic while under the spell?"
"Yes, you will be able to perform magic. You should be careful about who you practice it on though."
Angela nodded. "Also, before you…we do this I want you to promise me that you will tell me if…my…" Angela searched for the right word, "services are needed. Right now I'm the only one that can block Avada Kedavra and if…any of these people die because of me or because I wasn't there…I…I don't know what I'd do."
It was Dumbledore's turn to nod, a knowing twinkle in his eye. "It is usually you that tells me that people are in trouble. If you ever need to get to my office, use the fireplace. I believe you know how." Angela nodded, looking down and beginning to get nervous. "Now, I believe we need to do this."
He pointed his wand at Angela, and she could see that he didn't really want to have to do this. She smiled up at him and said, "I'm ready." She closed her eyes and took a steadying breath.
"Utroque quintus fidelius!"
Angela felt herself be surrounded by a brilliant white light that she could see through her closed eyes. She felt warm and secure in the light, like it was a hug from a loving grandfather. She opened her eyes a bit and saw five pieces of the light break off and hover over all of their heads before "entering" each of the secret keepers. The light around her faded slowly and when it had gone completely she opened her eyes fully.
It was done. Somehow Angela felt the need to hug someone and cry on his or her shoulders for a long time. She looked over at Harry and he walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. "It's all going to be fine," she heard him whisper into her ear. She nodded into the crook of his neck. When they pulled out of the hug Dumbledore looked down on her, a smile in his eyes and on his face.
"Now what?" she said, feeling a bit braver.
"Well…I think you should think about who you want to visit on which day first."
"Oh. I have to assign them days?" She looked around at her friends and felt that she could do with seeing them every day, but she knew that that wasn't possible. She sighed heavily and decided to leave it up to them. "Well, I guess each of you should pick a day. That would be the easiest way to do it."
Ron, Hermione, and Harry shared looks. Draco starred past her to the wall behind her. Dumbledore looked at her with a kindness in his eyes, as if he knew how hard it was on her.
Ron spoke up first. "I'll take Thursday."
Angela had to laugh at the randomness of it. "OK, Thursday is Ron's."
Hermione looked up and said in a quiet voice, "I'd like Monday please."
"Alright."
Dumbledore looked thoughtful for a moment and said "Wednesday would be ideal for me."
"So, that leaves Draco." Harry looked at her wildly and Draco looked surprised. "Don't worry Harry, I haven't forgotten about you," she reassured the sputtering boy at her side. She was watching Draco to see what his reaction would be.
He looked at her and said, "Well, I didn't think that you would want to see me."
"Don't be silly, Draco. What day would you like?"
He gulped and thought for a second. "I guess…Tuesday."
"Tuesday it is." With this she turned to Harry. "Looks like you've got the weekends, Bucko."
He smiled at her. It looked like a normal smile but Angela knew the meaning behind it and smiled back.
Angela looked back at the others and took a deep breath. "Thank you all, so much. I really, really, really appreciate this." With that she walked over and gave Hermione a hug, followed by a friendly hug from Ron.
She walked over and stood in front of Draco, looking in his eyes. "Thank you Draco, this means a lot to me."
He smirked and said, "Yeah, well, I still owe you one," while extending his hand.
"Yeah, ya do," she said, grinning, as she shook his hand.
She walked over to Professor Dumbledore and surprised everyone by drawing him into a hug. "Thanks for everything, Albus," she said quietly. She pulled away from him and added, "And remember, I'm the first person you call." She gave him a stern look that made him laugh.
"I suppose we should leave you to get settled. You will find your things in your bedroom already." Angela nodded. "I will take each of the secret keepers outside and perform the memory charm on them, and lastly I will ask you to perform it on me. Mr. Malfoy will be first."
He walked towards the door and Draco, after giving Angela a small wave that got him a dirty look from Ron, followed.
Ron sat on the couch and said, "I still can't believe that you trust that dirty git."
"Yeah, well, it's too late now. Besides, he really is nice when he's not around…well, anyone else."
Ron gave a disbelieving snort. They sat there in silence for a minute before Dumbledore leaned his head in the door. "Mr. Weasley, please."
Angela and Ron shared another friendly hug. "I'll see ya on Thursday."
Hermione was next, leaving Harry and Angela alone for a few minutes.
"Harry…I don't know what to say." She looked into his eyes and was surprised to see tears in them.
He smiled at her and kissed her on her forehead. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Angela."
Angela could see his lips coming toward hers and closed her eyes in anticipation. A few moments later she felt the familiar tingle as their lips met. She ran her hands through his hair and he pulled her closer to him. The world disappeared as he ran his hands up and down her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew herself even closer to him. Just then a loud noise broke through their kiss. Angela opened her eyes and glanced over, seeing Dumbledore standing in the doorway. She broke the kiss reluctantly and gave Harry a hug before she got an idea. "Professor, it's Sunday. Could Harry stay for a bit? He could help me unpack and get settled, you know."
"I certainly do know. I see no problem with it. However, a Memory Charm must be performed. Perhaps Harry could return in half an hour."
"Of course, professor." She turned back to Harry and gave him one last kiss. He walked towards the door, looking back at her twice on his way. She smiled at this, and sighed as the door closed.
She was alone now. She turned and walked toward the window. She really did have a magnificent view and she knew that she must be quite high up. She could see the lake and the Quidditch Pitch and it made her happy to think that she would be able to watch matches and practices still. She gave a sigh as she thought about how much her life had changed in less than a year.
Just then there was a knock and she knew she had to go do a Memory Charm on Dumbledore.
"Come!"
She turned from the window and faced him. He looked tired and old. "How long are you going to do this to yourself Albus?"
He smiled at her familiarity again. "Until I don't have to anymore."
Angela laughed and lifted her hand. She thought carefully about what she wanted him to forget before saying "Obliviate!" A small light came from the tip of her fingers and hit the headmaster softly. She sighed and said, "I guess that's it."
Dumbledore rubbed his head softly, looking dazed for a moment. "I suppose it is." They shared another hug and for a moment Angela was reminded of her grandfather.
"Thanks. I guess I'll see you on Wednesday."
With that Dumbledore turned and walked out the door.
The silence that followed seemed to close around Angela quickly. She hadn't been anywhere that quiet in a long time and it was slightly disconcerting. However, she knew what to do when she needed noise in her mind and began singing American Pie, the longest song she could think of at the moment.
She strode over to the door that she hadn't explored behind yet. She opened it and saw a kitchen and dining area. The kitchen equipment seemed to all be electric, which comforted Angela slightly, making her feel more at home. She walked over to the refrigerator and found it brimming with all of her favorite foods. She grabbed the milk, quickly found the glasses and poured herself a cup. She noticed that there was a small balcony out of a set of sliding glass doors on the outside wall. She walked over and slid the door open, stepping out into the cool November air.
She was just standing there, sipping her milk and taking in the view for what seemed to her to only be a few minutes, but must have been much longer. She felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around her middle and looked down. She recognized them as Harry's and leaned back into him, gasping as he kissed the back of her neck.
"Hey, beautiful," he whispered in her ear before giving it a nip.
Angela smiled. "Hey yourself." She turned around, and faced him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She let go of the glass and quickly levitated it so it wouldn't break before pulling herself into a kiss. He kissed back passionately and they were soon beginning to undress each other on the balcony.
"Wait," Angela said breathlessly, "the bedroom." Harry nodded and before Angela could do anything he lifted her off of her feet almost effortlessly. She squealed but kept her arms around his neck to help support herself and as they stepped inside he kissed her again.
Angela vaguely heard the glass shatter as Harry carried her to the bedroom.