I looked at the man who stood beside me. He had a hook nose, and long blonde hair. His name was Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius was in no way related to me. He had only been told to escort me to Platform 9 and ¾. Lucius was glad to comply. He was a loyal follower to my father. He could not come because he was a wanted felon in the wizarding world. He was wanted for the deaths of numerous Muggles and Mudbloods. His name was Tom Riddle, but went by the name Lord Voldemort.
A whistle sounded, reminding me of the reason I was here. I grabbed the handle of my trunk. "Thank you for escorting me to the platform, Lucius," I told Lucius.
"As your father could not I felt it was my duty, Angela," Lucius said. He handed me the cage which held my cat, Narcissus, and made sure that my owl Cliodne was secure on my trolley.
I boarded the train and made my way up to the front compartment, which was reserved for the Head Boy and Girl. I opened the door and wasn't surprised to find the Head Boy in the compartment already. He was from Gryffindor. I had seen him around. He played Quidditch and was seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. His name was James.
James got up and took Narcissus from me so that I could get my trunk into the compartment. It was done in silver and green, Slytherin house colours. My father had been in Slytherin and was pleased when I had been put into Slytherin. The truth was that I had only asked to be put in Slytherin to please my father.
(Flashback)
"Morte, Angela!" Professor McGonagall called. Morte was the name of my mother. I made my way to the sorting hat and put it on my head.
You would do well in Ravenclaw, Angie, A voice in my mind said. You have a good mind, and are always willing to learn. And yet, you have your father's bravery, but not his desire for evil, which would make you most welcome in Gryffindor. I closed her eyes and concentrated on just one thought.
Put me in Slytherin! I thought, clearing my mind of everything else.
Are you sure? You would do great in Gryffindor, The sorting hat said.
Slytherin! I thought, and a moment later the hat screamed out his answer.
"Slytherin!" The hat called, and a mighty roar went up from the Slytherin table. As I took my seat at the Slytherin table I looked up at the head table. Each of the teachers had a worried look on their face.
(End Flashback)
I pushed my trunk into the overhead bin. I took Narcissus from James and put him on the seat before sitting. James sat across from me.
"Do you have any idea when we're supposed to brief the new Prefects?" I asked, opening the cat crate and putting Narcissus on my lap.
"The letter said soon after we left the station." I looked out the window, wishing my father was there. The cover story I was using was that Lucius was a close friend of my father's. My father was supposedly out of the country on business. I hated that I had to use a cover story to protect my father and myself. I wished we could just be normal people.
I met Lucius's eyes. They were cold. He was staring at James. He bore a resemblance to Professor Potter. No wonder, I thought. He is Professor Potter's son.
(Flashback)
"Colin, who is that professor talking to Professor Dumbledore?" I asked the Prefect who was sitting next to me.
"That's the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Potter. He's an ex-Auror." I looked at Professor Potter with interest. He was the man that my father was after. I struggled to decide whether to tell my father of this discovery or to let him find out on his own. I decided that he must already know, since Draco Malfoy was apprenticed to the Potions master, whom my father wanted to kill.
(End Flashback)
Lucius met my eyes as the train began to leave the station. He gave me a knowing smile. I returned it half-heartedly. Before I had set off for the station my father had pulled me aside and asked me to do something for him.
(Flashback)
I felt a hand on my arm. I looked and saw it was attached to my father. I leaned over and hugged my father. Lucius would be taking me to the station soon. "Good-bye, Daddy," I said.
"Angie, I want you to do something for me," Lord Voldemort said. "I want you to get as much information as possible about Harry Potter. The Head Boy will be James Potter, so that shouldn't be a problem. Does anyone know that you are my daughter?" Lord Voldemort asked.
"I think that Dumbledore and McGonagall suspect," I told my father.
"Those two know everything. Does anyone else?" Lord Voldemort seemed more worried than usual.
"No, I do not believe that anyone else does. I will get as much information as I can, Daddy," I leaned over and kissed my father as Lucius came in.
"I have gotten everything packed, my lord," Lucius said, and made a small bow to Lord Voldemort.
"Good. Time to go, Angie," My father said, and handed me Cliodne.
"I'll see you at Christmas, Daddy," I said, and went out the door with Lucius.
(End Flashback)
I looked out at the countryside flashing by the window. Rain had begun to pelt the window. I looked at my watch. It was quarter after eleven.
I got up, quite forgetting that Narcissus was on my lap and getting a nasty hiss and a scratch. I opened my trunk and pulled out my uniform, pulling it over my head, and finding my Head Girl badge and pinning it to my robes. I looked over and saw that James had already gotten into his uniform. "I guess we should go brief the Prefects," I told James. James nodded, and we entered a the compartment next to ours. In it was 8 people, two Prefects for each house. The talking immediately stopped when we entered.
"Hello everyone, and congratulations! You have been chosen as the new Prefects for Hogwarts," James said, a brilliant smile on his face. To tell the truth, I have had a crush on James since I first saw him on the Quidditch field.
"Being a Prefect can be fun, but it also comes with great responsibility. Your job as Prefects is to help with anything your head of house needs help with. You have to keep any parties in hand, and make sure that the common room is empty by lights out." I finished a part of the speech and James took up the next part as if it had been rehearsed a hundred times.
"In case of an emergency it is your job to help your head of house escort the members of your house to the designated location. You will also have to take a shift to help Madame Pince in the library, as well as supervise at mealtimes. The last job you have is to escort the first years to the Dormitory, and explain the rules to them." James made it clear that he was serious about this, but still made it sound like it would be fun.
"Those are all your duties. If you have any questions feel free to ask us," I looked at the Prefects, wondering if any of them had any questions. After a few seconds no one had voiced any questions or concerns so I left, with James close behind me. I opened the compartment door, making sure that Narcissus couldn't escape, and took my place by the window. It was getting darker by the second, and that wasn't helping my mood any.