I'm sorry for the inconsistency in the time, Israel. I've made a couple of changes to improve that. And as for the flashbacks, they stay the way they are. And you will find out why Voldemort kept Angie in this next chapter.
I ran down the Charms corridor, toward the figure lying on the floor. I kneeled next to him. "Professor Potter, can you hear me?" Professor Potter didn't respond. "Cliodne, go get Dumbledore!" I told Cliodne. He took off in a rustle of wings. I pulled out my wand. I had a sinking suspicion about who had done this. "James, are you there?" I called, my ears alert for the slightest movement.
I heard footsteps behind me and I turned, pointing my wand at the person making them. "Oh, Headmaster, it's just you," I said, lowering my wand. Dumbledore drew his and pointed it at me.
"And who, might I ask, are you?" I had forgotten that Draco had changed my appearance.
"It's me, Angela Morte. Draco changed my appearance so that I could hide from my father." Dumbledore looked at me skeptically, but let it pass as he kneeled over Professor Potter.
"Out cold," Professor Dumbledore muttered. "It seems as if we have a Death Eater loose in the castle." Professor Dumbledore rose to his feet. "Any idea who it is?" He asked me.
"James Potter, sir. Draco Malfoy told me about his initiation ceremony." Dumbledore nodded.
"Fawkes!" Professor Dumbledore said, and in a burst of flame a bird appeared on his shoulder. "Alert the teachers. James Potter is a Death Eater, and he is loose in the castle. Also get Madame Pomfrey. She is needed in the Charms Corridor." In another burst of flame Fawkes was gone.
Professor Dumbledore turned to me. "You must listen carefully, for now you are the only hope for Hogwarts. You must rise above family ties and defeat your father, Angela Riddle, for if you do not a thousand years of terror will rein in both worlds." Dumbledore was urgent. I gave him a disbelieving look.
"But, the prophecy says, it says the Boy Who Lived will defeat the Dark Lord!" I exclaimed to Professor Dumbledore, looking lost and confused.
"On the night that Harry Potter graduated, Professor Trelawney gave another prophesy. If I remember it correctly, it went something like this; Blood will vanquish blood, for the Boy Who Lived cannot save us anymore. The power has left him, and cursed he no longer is." Professor Dumbledore took me by the shoulders. "That is why your father kept you. He knew about that prophesy, and knew that it would be best to keep you, rather than give you over to a Muggle orphanage. He did not want to spoil his line, either, I do believe." I heard footsteps behind me, but kept my eyes trained on Dumbledore. "Go. He is in the forest. The Order shall meet you there." I turned and began to run. I had to get to the forest as soon as possible.
"Lord, I thought this war was over," I heard Madame Pomfrey mutter as I passed her.
I saw a group of about a hundred people outside the main doors. I headed over to the man who was trying to arrange them all. He was a slightly ragged looking wizard. His hair hung in clumps and his robes were torn and patched in many places.
"Can I have your attention, everyone? Everyone, please look this way..." He gave up. I headed over to him.
"My name is Angela Mo…Riddle. Angela Riddle. Professor Dumbledore sent me out to help." I was glad now that my father had forced me to stay inside and learn several Dark curses and many poisons and antidotes.
"The battlefield is no place for a child." The wizard said, dismissing me.
"Professor Potter will not be coming. I have come to take his place." I told the wizard this, and the crowd immediately around me quieted. "I expect that he will remain in the hospital wing for several days." The rest of the crowd quieted, waiting to hear the wizard's reply.
"You cannot take his place. He was destined for this role." The wizard told me, turning to the crowd, seemingly relieved that they had finally quieted.
"The role that I took up when he graduated." My voice was deadly quiet. Through my mind flicked all of the curses I could use on this man if he refused to let me fight.
"Aw, let her fight, Moony. She seems dead set on it," A man spoke up. This man was even shabbier than the wizard, Moony, in front of me.
"Harry Potter is in the hospital wing, recovering from injuries his son inflicted. I am the only logical choice to replace him, as am I the one destined to replace him. My father, the Dark Lord, has trained me in his ways since I was small. I know his mind and his instincts almost better than he does." I stared Moony down.
"I cannot allow it." Moony turned to the crowd. I pulled out my wand and marched straight toward the Forbidden Forest. "Where are you going!" Moony shouted at me.
"To do what you are afraid to let me do." I ignored his cries until a well placed trip jinx made me fall. I stood up and turned, my mind quickly beginning the Killing Curse.
I pushed down the instinct, wondering if it was wise to curse Moony. I decided it was. I needed to get into that forest. "Petrificus Totalus!" I say, putting all my mind in it so that it will get through Moony's defenses. Moody becomes as stiff as a board and falls to the ground. I look at the others, as if daring them to challenge me.
Students come pouring out of the castle. It looks like there are thirty of them there. They join the adults. I turn and strode toward the forest.
"Hold up!" Someone shouts, and I turn and see the shabby man from before. "Sirius Black, the Order of The Phoenix, and the DA at your service, Ms. Riddle." The rest of the people had followed him, even Moony.
"Dumbledore's service, Sirius," Moony said.
"What he said. Now, what are you planning on doing? Just marching in there, wand out, blowing up everything in site?" Sirius asked. "And does Dumbledore even know that you are out here?" Sirius asked, and the air flamed for a moment, leaving a Phoenix feather.
"He sent me. And as for my plan, I have known those Death Eaters since I was born. Not one of them would dare harm me without my Father's direct order." I sounded like a stuck up little brat but I didn't care. From the intake of breath from the students I didn't think any of them had had any courage to stand up to him. "If I can kill him before anyone realizes what I am doing then I shall be in complete control of the Death Eaters." Sirius nodded.
"Okay then. What do you want us to do?" He asked, in this insanely chipper voice.
"Hide. Hide in the forest andlisten for my signal. When youhear it attack the Death Eaters. The signal will be obvious, something along the lines of there is more than one surprise tonight." Sirius nodded again. I was seriously fed up with this group. I could take on my father alone. "I will go in, and you will follow me, hiding in the undergrowth." My eyes shifted to a point in the distance. "Shit," I said. That spot was James Potter.
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