A/n: Thank you everyone who reviewed last chapter! You guys are awesome. I
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OMG. Has anyone seen the Harry Potter trailer? Eeeek! It looks SO good. I can't get over how old they look, especially Draco. Omfg! He looks OLDER and damn good if I must say so myself. If you guys haven't seen it and you want to, you can go to www.harrypotter.com and then to the Daily Prophet. It's great! It takes awhile to load there but once you have it all you can watch it again and again and again. I think the director is going to do a better job. I didn't particularly like the last 2 movies but this one looks great! Neways. . .*cough*
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Noa9: Heya! Hehe. Thanks for the Happy Birthday. *smiles* I did have fun! Thanks! Dorcas was either very brave or very stupid. I haven't figured it out yet. Lol! This chapter show's how Voldemort reacts. *hides* Thanks for the review! You're the best!
MuffinLover: Yup I'm 17. Yay! Lol. Thanks for the review as always. I love hearing from you! Hopefully this chapter will be okay! Thanks again!!
Mojo: LOL! You're so cool girl. Thanks for the review. I hope this chapter will be alright!
Nkittyhawk: Heya hunni! Thanks for the review! Hehe. Yah, I was thinking that too. Would Voldemort pop up anywhere? And I'm sure he would. The Voldemort that we saw in OotP is a lot different than the Voldemort in James and Lily's time. He was probably a lot more brave and arrogant. ^_^ Thanks so much for your review! I LOVE hearing from you! Thanks a billion!! And thanks for the Happy Birthday ^_^
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"I'm sorry, master," Dorcas apologized feebly again. Voldemort stood above her and he was absolutely livid with rage. His red eyes were filled with the anger that would cause grown men to beg for mercy. Dorcas sat in a chair, her head bowed.
She had been at the Ministry when she had seen and felt her tattoo turn black. She had her horrible suspicions and so she had jumped up and told Sirius to Disapparate to the Leaky Cauldron, fearing that Voldemort had finally decided to attack. And she had been right.
She saw what Voldemort was about to do to James and without wondering if it was the dreaded Avada Kedavra curse, she had quickly, as if by accident, stepped in front of Voldemort's wand. The spell had hit her so fast and painfully she was unaware of what was happening around her. When Voldemort had finally realized what was transpiring, he released the spell upon her and, after a few moments of painful confusion, she had gathered that James and Lily had managed to escape.
Voldemort had then angrily removed Dorcas from the Leaky Cauldron and now they sat in a dingy old tavern down Knockturn alley. This tavern was run by a Death Eater and it was a common haunt of Death Eaters and Voldemort himself.
"Clear it up once more for me Dorcas. How did you manage to step in front of my wand?" Voldemort questioned, positively seething with rage.
Dorcas was shaking beneath his fury. It was like a tidal wave that was being released upon her and she was absolutely defenseless at stopping it. "I tripped on the hem of my robes after I Apparated, my lord."
Voldemort struck her across the face and Dorcas fell from her chair, clutching her cheek painfully. She didn't cry out, knowing that showing weakness would anger her master even more. She was surprised that he had stuck her. Voldemort rarely ever resulted to Muggle behavior.
"You disgust me, you weak and foolish girl." Voldemort spat. Dorcas was in the process of sitting up when he kicked her in the stomach. She fell again, doubling up in pain. Everyone in the tavern was watching them avidly as if it were a show that they were all interested in. "I once held you in high esteem but I am now deeply disappointed." Voldemort reached over and grabbed a bottle from a dusty table. "Disappointed and very angry."
He smashed the glass bottle across her face so abruptly that Dorcas couldn't even register what was happening. She cried out unable to stop it, no matter how hard she tried. The glass shattered all over her face and she felt warm blood spill down her cheeks, obscuring her vision, and cutting her thousands of times. She choked on the blood as it dripped down her lips and filled in her mouth. Voldemort lifted her from the ground and through her against a wall. Dorcas staggered but managed to keep from sinking to the floor. She knew that Voldemort was beyond angry. It was rare that he used physical contact as a weapon.
"I apologize, my Lord." Dorcas said thickly, sputtering blood.
Voldemort glared angrily. "One would think you almost liked these worthless beings. Perhaps you are their friend?"
Dorcas shook her head. "No my Lord. I do not like them at all. T-They disgust me. It was an accident."
Voldemort drew his wand out slowly and Dorcas cowered beneath his towering figure. "I should kill you," he whispered, edging nearer. "But I still need you, as much as I hate to admit it." He paused in front of her. The dimly lit tavern was filled with complete silence as everyone watched Voldemort approach her. Many had their mouths hanging open and were shifting uncomfortably in their seats.
"Crucio!" he cried.
Dorcas was enveloped in immense pain. Her bones were on fire, her head was about to explode. Every muscle in her body was screaming in agony. Death was all that she wanted. Death was not so bad after all. And then it stopped. The room was filled with cold laughter but she could also hear someone screaming. With a shock she realized that person was her.
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Dorcas couldn't figure out how she managed to make it back to Order headquarters. Voldemort had tortured her more times than she could count and she was not only physically beaten but she could feel that emotionally she was completely defeated. She staggered to the house and somehow managed to find the strength to pull out her mirror. Lily's face came into view, cursing loudly when she saw Dorcas. Dorcas took the paper and staggered up the walk to the house. The door was already opened as she stumbled up the stairs.
"Hell," James muttered angrily.
Lily was crying and shaking and Sirius was staring at her, awestruck. Their faces swam in and out of focus and finally she felt her legs give out. Sirius caught her as she fell and James helped carry her unconscious form to her house.
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Dorcas woke later, she couldn't even guess as to how long, to someone wiping her face with a warm moist washcloth. She groaned and her eyes fluttered open.
Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Alice, and Frank were surrounding her bed, speaking in hushed voices. "Shh.you'll wake her up," Alice scolded someone.
"Too late," Dorcas whispered.
Everyone became quiet and she realized it was Lily who was wiping her face. "Are you alright?"
"Never better," she muttered, trying to sit up.
Sirius ran over and pushed her back down. She had never seen Sirius look so angry. His face was pale and she could almost feel the animosity radiating off of him. "What happened?"
Remus glared at him. "Perhaps now is not the best time to-"
"Yeah, what happened?" Peter asked. His mouth was hanging open as he looked upon Dorcas' beaten form.
"Isn't it fairly obvious?" Dorcas asked, shifting herself. Every part of her body was aching.
Everyone was watching her avidly and she realized that it wasn't obvious at all. Sighing in frustration, she chewed on her thumbnail and, after a moment of silence, began speaking. "He summoned the Death Eaters while I was at the Ministry. I told Sirius what might be happening and we Disapparated. I to wherever my master was calling which happened to be the Leaky Cauldron. I saw Voldemort raising his wand at the defenseless James," she paused and shrugged, "and did the only thing that I could think of to buy them time."
James shook his head. "You're so stupid Dorcas. You shouldn't have done that."
"I don't think you should be calling me stupid. I saved your life."
James sighed. "I know and you shouldn't have. What if he had been doing the Avada Kedavra?"
"Then I would have been shit out of luck, now wouldn't I?" Dorcas muttered. It was very uncharacteristic of her to swear but her head was pounding and she wasn't particularly comfortable with all the people staring at her as if she were an animal at the zoo. She just wanted to be alone. She wanted to sleep away the agonizing pain that coursed through her weakened body.
"Go on," Peter whispered.
Dorcas sighed. "When the pain stopped I knew James and Lily had gotten away. My Master was more angry than I had ever seen him. He took me to a tavern, hit me, obviously, and performed the Cruciatus Curse on me. I don't know how I managed to get back here." She shrugged, "I don't even remember leaving the tavern."
Everyone looked furious. Particularly James, Lily, Frank, and Alice as they felt guilty, believing that it was their fault that Dorcas had been punished so severely. "He tortures his own followers?" Alice asked disgustedly.
Dorcas laughed. "If I didn't work at the Ministry in Auror Headquarters he would have killed me without a second thought."
"He's horrible," Lily whispered.
"But so powerful." Peter added. His eyes looked distant and he was frowning.
Sirius glared at him. "He's an idiot. I'll bring him down or die trying. I swear it on all that I own."
"Good luck," Dorcas said truthfully. "If anyone brings him down it will be Dumbledore."
"Here, here." everyone agreed.
"I don't mean to sound rude but I really need to rest. . ."
"Of course." Frank nodded. He gripped her hand tightly. "Thank you Dorcas."
"Don't mention it," she replied. Already her eyes were shutting and she was drifting off into the welcome oblivion of sleep.
OMG. Has anyone seen the Harry Potter trailer? Eeeek! It looks SO good. I can't get over how old they look, especially Draco. Omfg! He looks OLDER and damn good if I must say so myself. If you guys haven't seen it and you want to, you can go to www.harrypotter.com and then to the Daily Prophet. It's great! It takes awhile to load there but once you have it all you can watch it again and again and again. I think the director is going to do a better job. I didn't particularly like the last 2 movies but this one looks great! Neways. . .*cough*
R/n:
Noa9: Heya! Hehe. Thanks for the Happy Birthday. *smiles* I did have fun! Thanks! Dorcas was either very brave or very stupid. I haven't figured it out yet. Lol! This chapter show's how Voldemort reacts. *hides* Thanks for the review! You're the best!
MuffinLover: Yup I'm 17. Yay! Lol. Thanks for the review as always. I love hearing from you! Hopefully this chapter will be okay! Thanks again!!
Mojo: LOL! You're so cool girl. Thanks for the review. I hope this chapter will be alright!
Nkittyhawk: Heya hunni! Thanks for the review! Hehe. Yah, I was thinking that too. Would Voldemort pop up anywhere? And I'm sure he would. The Voldemort that we saw in OotP is a lot different than the Voldemort in James and Lily's time. He was probably a lot more brave and arrogant. ^_^ Thanks so much for your review! I LOVE hearing from you! Thanks a billion!! And thanks for the Happy Birthday ^_^
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"I'm sorry, master," Dorcas apologized feebly again. Voldemort stood above her and he was absolutely livid with rage. His red eyes were filled with the anger that would cause grown men to beg for mercy. Dorcas sat in a chair, her head bowed.
She had been at the Ministry when she had seen and felt her tattoo turn black. She had her horrible suspicions and so she had jumped up and told Sirius to Disapparate to the Leaky Cauldron, fearing that Voldemort had finally decided to attack. And she had been right.
She saw what Voldemort was about to do to James and without wondering if it was the dreaded Avada Kedavra curse, she had quickly, as if by accident, stepped in front of Voldemort's wand. The spell had hit her so fast and painfully she was unaware of what was happening around her. When Voldemort had finally realized what was transpiring, he released the spell upon her and, after a few moments of painful confusion, she had gathered that James and Lily had managed to escape.
Voldemort had then angrily removed Dorcas from the Leaky Cauldron and now they sat in a dingy old tavern down Knockturn alley. This tavern was run by a Death Eater and it was a common haunt of Death Eaters and Voldemort himself.
"Clear it up once more for me Dorcas. How did you manage to step in front of my wand?" Voldemort questioned, positively seething with rage.
Dorcas was shaking beneath his fury. It was like a tidal wave that was being released upon her and she was absolutely defenseless at stopping it. "I tripped on the hem of my robes after I Apparated, my lord."
Voldemort struck her across the face and Dorcas fell from her chair, clutching her cheek painfully. She didn't cry out, knowing that showing weakness would anger her master even more. She was surprised that he had stuck her. Voldemort rarely ever resulted to Muggle behavior.
"You disgust me, you weak and foolish girl." Voldemort spat. Dorcas was in the process of sitting up when he kicked her in the stomach. She fell again, doubling up in pain. Everyone in the tavern was watching them avidly as if it were a show that they were all interested in. "I once held you in high esteem but I am now deeply disappointed." Voldemort reached over and grabbed a bottle from a dusty table. "Disappointed and very angry."
He smashed the glass bottle across her face so abruptly that Dorcas couldn't even register what was happening. She cried out unable to stop it, no matter how hard she tried. The glass shattered all over her face and she felt warm blood spill down her cheeks, obscuring her vision, and cutting her thousands of times. She choked on the blood as it dripped down her lips and filled in her mouth. Voldemort lifted her from the ground and through her against a wall. Dorcas staggered but managed to keep from sinking to the floor. She knew that Voldemort was beyond angry. It was rare that he used physical contact as a weapon.
"I apologize, my Lord." Dorcas said thickly, sputtering blood.
Voldemort glared angrily. "One would think you almost liked these worthless beings. Perhaps you are their friend?"
Dorcas shook her head. "No my Lord. I do not like them at all. T-They disgust me. It was an accident."
Voldemort drew his wand out slowly and Dorcas cowered beneath his towering figure. "I should kill you," he whispered, edging nearer. "But I still need you, as much as I hate to admit it." He paused in front of her. The dimly lit tavern was filled with complete silence as everyone watched Voldemort approach her. Many had their mouths hanging open and were shifting uncomfortably in their seats.
"Crucio!" he cried.
Dorcas was enveloped in immense pain. Her bones were on fire, her head was about to explode. Every muscle in her body was screaming in agony. Death was all that she wanted. Death was not so bad after all. And then it stopped. The room was filled with cold laughter but she could also hear someone screaming. With a shock she realized that person was her.
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Dorcas couldn't figure out how she managed to make it back to Order headquarters. Voldemort had tortured her more times than she could count and she was not only physically beaten but she could feel that emotionally she was completely defeated. She staggered to the house and somehow managed to find the strength to pull out her mirror. Lily's face came into view, cursing loudly when she saw Dorcas. Dorcas took the paper and staggered up the walk to the house. The door was already opened as she stumbled up the stairs.
"Hell," James muttered angrily.
Lily was crying and shaking and Sirius was staring at her, awestruck. Their faces swam in and out of focus and finally she felt her legs give out. Sirius caught her as she fell and James helped carry her unconscious form to her house.
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Dorcas woke later, she couldn't even guess as to how long, to someone wiping her face with a warm moist washcloth. She groaned and her eyes fluttered open.
Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, Peter, Alice, and Frank were surrounding her bed, speaking in hushed voices. "Shh.you'll wake her up," Alice scolded someone.
"Too late," Dorcas whispered.
Everyone became quiet and she realized it was Lily who was wiping her face. "Are you alright?"
"Never better," she muttered, trying to sit up.
Sirius ran over and pushed her back down. She had never seen Sirius look so angry. His face was pale and she could almost feel the animosity radiating off of him. "What happened?"
Remus glared at him. "Perhaps now is not the best time to-"
"Yeah, what happened?" Peter asked. His mouth was hanging open as he looked upon Dorcas' beaten form.
"Isn't it fairly obvious?" Dorcas asked, shifting herself. Every part of her body was aching.
Everyone was watching her avidly and she realized that it wasn't obvious at all. Sighing in frustration, she chewed on her thumbnail and, after a moment of silence, began speaking. "He summoned the Death Eaters while I was at the Ministry. I told Sirius what might be happening and we Disapparated. I to wherever my master was calling which happened to be the Leaky Cauldron. I saw Voldemort raising his wand at the defenseless James," she paused and shrugged, "and did the only thing that I could think of to buy them time."
James shook his head. "You're so stupid Dorcas. You shouldn't have done that."
"I don't think you should be calling me stupid. I saved your life."
James sighed. "I know and you shouldn't have. What if he had been doing the Avada Kedavra?"
"Then I would have been shit out of luck, now wouldn't I?" Dorcas muttered. It was very uncharacteristic of her to swear but her head was pounding and she wasn't particularly comfortable with all the people staring at her as if she were an animal at the zoo. She just wanted to be alone. She wanted to sleep away the agonizing pain that coursed through her weakened body.
"Go on," Peter whispered.
Dorcas sighed. "When the pain stopped I knew James and Lily had gotten away. My Master was more angry than I had ever seen him. He took me to a tavern, hit me, obviously, and performed the Cruciatus Curse on me. I don't know how I managed to get back here." She shrugged, "I don't even remember leaving the tavern."
Everyone looked furious. Particularly James, Lily, Frank, and Alice as they felt guilty, believing that it was their fault that Dorcas had been punished so severely. "He tortures his own followers?" Alice asked disgustedly.
Dorcas laughed. "If I didn't work at the Ministry in Auror Headquarters he would have killed me without a second thought."
"He's horrible," Lily whispered.
"But so powerful." Peter added. His eyes looked distant and he was frowning.
Sirius glared at him. "He's an idiot. I'll bring him down or die trying. I swear it on all that I own."
"Good luck," Dorcas said truthfully. "If anyone brings him down it will be Dumbledore."
"Here, here." everyone agreed.
"I don't mean to sound rude but I really need to rest. . ."
"Of course." Frank nodded. He gripped her hand tightly. "Thank you Dorcas."
"Don't mention it," she replied. Already her eyes were shutting and she was drifting off into the welcome oblivion of sleep.