The Innocent Death Eater
By: Starr
Lily rolled over in bed, hearing crying.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Harry was screaming.
She glanced over at the alarm clock. Ten-thirty. Better get up
"James. Jamesie. Wake up, it's ten-thirty."
"Five more minutes."
Laughing, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before heading into Harry's room. The three year old was standing up in his crib, shaking his sippie cup.
"No more juice," he informed her.
"Well, lets go get you some more," she told him, lifting him out of the wooden crib.
As she entered the hall, James came out of the bedroom, yawning.
"Honey, will you take Harry downstairs and get him some apple juice. I have to wake Danny up and get ready to go."
Lily and James had been informed by the ministry that they must take an all-day parenting class before they applied for adoption. They both thought that was sort of stupid, since they had been parents for three years anyway, but then again that was the ministry.
She entered Danny's room, where the little girl was lying in bed, sunlight streaming onto her face. She looked adorable, with one arm hugging a raggedy teddy bear and the other clutching a handful of blanket. The only thing out of place was the jet black tattoo marring the inside of her forearm.
Although she seldom talked about it, Lily was worried about Danny. Dumbledore had told them that he had received news via one of his spies that Danny was not missed at the Death Eater meetings. He reassured them that Voldemort would not come after her because she was not considered a threat – she knew nothing. She had been one of Voldemort's lookouts – easy enough to replace, no worries if she got caught. But still, Lily couldn't help but worry sometimes about her. Why had Voldemort wanted her to join in the first place? She was a half-blood with only a year and a half of magic training. It made no sense to her. Yet there was no time to ponder this now. . .
"Danny," she said, shaking the girl slightly. "Time to wake up."
In response, Danny rolled over and buried her head underneath her pillow, snuggling deeper under the covers.
"Danielle," Lily said.
No response.
"Alright then," Lily said. She stood up and stripped the blankets and sheets off of Danny.
"Alright, alright. I'm up, I'm up," she muttered, flinging the pillow aside and sitting up.
"C'mon. Get dressed. James and I have to leave soon. Remus is coming over to baby-sit you and Harry."
Twenty Minutes Later: Potter Family Living Room
"Now, make sure Harry stays out of the bathroom and everyone's bedroom's but his. Last night he got into the toothpaste and squirted it all over the bathtub. No sweets, either, it make's 'em hyper. I guess that's it, the emergency numbers are by the phone; we'll be back around seven or eight tonight. Bye, guys," Lily said, kissing Harry on the cheek, then the top of Danny's head.
With that, she and James apparated away, leaving Remus with two tousled haired, pajama clad kids looking at him expectantly.
"Well, I guess we'd better go eat. Lily left breakfast for us," he told them, herding them toward the kitchen.
The kids ate cereal while Remus watched supervised, and then he sent them into the living room to watch television so he could clean up. He was washing the dishes when there was a loud scream, a shriek, and the sound of breaking glass from the living room. The lights flickered briefly, causing him to drop the plate he was holding.
He ran as fast as he could into the other room, wand at the ready. He expected to see armed Death Eaters, or at the very least an intruder. Yet he found only Danny and Harry standing stock still in the middle of the room, the remote on the floor between them. Every window in the room, along with the glass on the entertainment center and coffee table, was shattered.
"What happened?" gaped Remus, looking from the two children in front of him to the shards of glass littering the carpet.
"He wouldn't give me the remote," Danny said in a small whisper.
"What do you mean he wouldn't give you the remote!" yelled Remus, nearly hysterical. "How did the glass break? Did someone break in? What's going on?"
"I don't know! All I know is I was really, really mad at Harry and all of a sudden there was a crash and broken glass was everywhere."
Remus's mouth dropped open. She had done this? A twelve year old? It was highly unusual for someone to do wandless magic, though it was not unheard of in wizarding children who were not yet trained. However, it was very strange for a child Danny's age to have an accidental magic outburst. And it was definitely out of the ordinary to have an incident of this magnitude – everything from the glass figurines on the mantelpiece to the lights overhead were completely decimated. He had no idea what to make of it. He looked down at Danny and Harry, who were both staring back at him uncertainly.
"Are we in trouble?" Danny asked.
"Um, no. I think we'd better clean this up though," Remus replied.
Hopefully Lily and James would be able to explain this. Harry was too young to be showing signs of magic, so it was undeniably Danny who had single handedly destroyed their living room. Yet, she was too old to be doing wandless magic. What was going on?
That Night: Dumbledore's Office, Hogwarts
"And Remus said all the glass was broken." Lily concluded.
"Very interesting," Dumbledore said, taking a sip of tea and thinking over the story Lily had just relayed to him.
"Interesting! Interesting!! My twelve-year-old destroyed our living room without a wand and all you have to say to me is 'interesting'!" Lily screeched. "She's too experienced to have an accidental outburst and she definitely wasn't angry enough to cause that much damage anyway!"
"Lillian, do calm down. I'll do some research into this and get back to you. I'm sure its nothing major," Dumbledore said reasonably. "She's been through so much lately, maybe she's just a little overemotional."
"I've been overemotional as well, and I've never caused a power outage."
"The lights didn't go out, they just flickered for a moment," Remus interjected.
"Still that is not ordinary!" Lily hissed.
"Lily, honey, do calm down. Now Dumbledore will find out what's going on. It's been a long day, lets just go home and get some rest." James soothed.
"Alright, but please get to the bottom of this," Lily begged, looking pleadingly at Dumbledore.
"Most certainly."
Author's Notes: I'm back after a very long hiatus! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Reviews are always welcomed!!
By: Starr
Lily rolled over in bed, hearing crying.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Harry was screaming.
She glanced over at the alarm clock. Ten-thirty. Better get up
"James. Jamesie. Wake up, it's ten-thirty."
"Five more minutes."
Laughing, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek before heading into Harry's room. The three year old was standing up in his crib, shaking his sippie cup.
"No more juice," he informed her.
"Well, lets go get you some more," she told him, lifting him out of the wooden crib.
As she entered the hall, James came out of the bedroom, yawning.
"Honey, will you take Harry downstairs and get him some apple juice. I have to wake Danny up and get ready to go."
Lily and James had been informed by the ministry that they must take an all-day parenting class before they applied for adoption. They both thought that was sort of stupid, since they had been parents for three years anyway, but then again that was the ministry.
She entered Danny's room, where the little girl was lying in bed, sunlight streaming onto her face. She looked adorable, with one arm hugging a raggedy teddy bear and the other clutching a handful of blanket. The only thing out of place was the jet black tattoo marring the inside of her forearm.
Although she seldom talked about it, Lily was worried about Danny. Dumbledore had told them that he had received news via one of his spies that Danny was not missed at the Death Eater meetings. He reassured them that Voldemort would not come after her because she was not considered a threat – she knew nothing. She had been one of Voldemort's lookouts – easy enough to replace, no worries if she got caught. But still, Lily couldn't help but worry sometimes about her. Why had Voldemort wanted her to join in the first place? She was a half-blood with only a year and a half of magic training. It made no sense to her. Yet there was no time to ponder this now. . .
"Danny," she said, shaking the girl slightly. "Time to wake up."
In response, Danny rolled over and buried her head underneath her pillow, snuggling deeper under the covers.
"Danielle," Lily said.
No response.
"Alright then," Lily said. She stood up and stripped the blankets and sheets off of Danny.
"Alright, alright. I'm up, I'm up," she muttered, flinging the pillow aside and sitting up.
"C'mon. Get dressed. James and I have to leave soon. Remus is coming over to baby-sit you and Harry."
Twenty Minutes Later: Potter Family Living Room
"Now, make sure Harry stays out of the bathroom and everyone's bedroom's but his. Last night he got into the toothpaste and squirted it all over the bathtub. No sweets, either, it make's 'em hyper. I guess that's it, the emergency numbers are by the phone; we'll be back around seven or eight tonight. Bye, guys," Lily said, kissing Harry on the cheek, then the top of Danny's head.
With that, she and James apparated away, leaving Remus with two tousled haired, pajama clad kids looking at him expectantly.
"Well, I guess we'd better go eat. Lily left breakfast for us," he told them, herding them toward the kitchen.
The kids ate cereal while Remus watched supervised, and then he sent them into the living room to watch television so he could clean up. He was washing the dishes when there was a loud scream, a shriek, and the sound of breaking glass from the living room. The lights flickered briefly, causing him to drop the plate he was holding.
He ran as fast as he could into the other room, wand at the ready. He expected to see armed Death Eaters, or at the very least an intruder. Yet he found only Danny and Harry standing stock still in the middle of the room, the remote on the floor between them. Every window in the room, along with the glass on the entertainment center and coffee table, was shattered.
"What happened?" gaped Remus, looking from the two children in front of him to the shards of glass littering the carpet.
"He wouldn't give me the remote," Danny said in a small whisper.
"What do you mean he wouldn't give you the remote!" yelled Remus, nearly hysterical. "How did the glass break? Did someone break in? What's going on?"
"I don't know! All I know is I was really, really mad at Harry and all of a sudden there was a crash and broken glass was everywhere."
Remus's mouth dropped open. She had done this? A twelve year old? It was highly unusual for someone to do wandless magic, though it was not unheard of in wizarding children who were not yet trained. However, it was very strange for a child Danny's age to have an accidental magic outburst. And it was definitely out of the ordinary to have an incident of this magnitude – everything from the glass figurines on the mantelpiece to the lights overhead were completely decimated. He had no idea what to make of it. He looked down at Danny and Harry, who were both staring back at him uncertainly.
"Are we in trouble?" Danny asked.
"Um, no. I think we'd better clean this up though," Remus replied.
Hopefully Lily and James would be able to explain this. Harry was too young to be showing signs of magic, so it was undeniably Danny who had single handedly destroyed their living room. Yet, she was too old to be doing wandless magic. What was going on?
That Night: Dumbledore's Office, Hogwarts
"And Remus said all the glass was broken." Lily concluded.
"Very interesting," Dumbledore said, taking a sip of tea and thinking over the story Lily had just relayed to him.
"Interesting! Interesting!! My twelve-year-old destroyed our living room without a wand and all you have to say to me is 'interesting'!" Lily screeched. "She's too experienced to have an accidental outburst and she definitely wasn't angry enough to cause that much damage anyway!"
"Lillian, do calm down. I'll do some research into this and get back to you. I'm sure its nothing major," Dumbledore said reasonably. "She's been through so much lately, maybe she's just a little overemotional."
"I've been overemotional as well, and I've never caused a power outage."
"The lights didn't go out, they just flickered for a moment," Remus interjected.
"Still that is not ordinary!" Lily hissed.
"Lily, honey, do calm down. Now Dumbledore will find out what's going on. It's been a long day, lets just go home and get some rest." James soothed.
"Alright, but please get to the bottom of this," Lily begged, looking pleadingly at Dumbledore.
"Most certainly."
Author's Notes: I'm back after a very long hiatus! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Reviews are always welcomed!!