Red Angel

Author: J.E.A.R.K.Potter (Erin)

Rating: R

Thanks to my reviewers: Jackie (Heirs of the Past will get an update soon!) and Miranda G. Potter (You like Voldie well that means I have to teach you Voldie's song, to the tune of Praise Ye the Lord. Praise ye Lord Voldemort, come and worship him in his evil shine, and so forth!)

Chapter Five: Lessons

After all had been said and done at the Potter house Lily and Tom returned to Tom's house. Voldemort thought it was time to teach Lily who her enemies were. Speaking of enemies the Potter boy had lasted longer than usual today but he did have a glazed over look in his eyes. But what was worse was the look that James and Lily shared. It was a look of love well more of friendship but it was a form of love.

Love was weakness and love with the Gyffindor heir was worse than love or friendship with any one except maybe that old fool Dumbledore. But maybe this could work to his advantage after all he had not planned how the boy would die yet. He could teach Lily how to ensnare James to his death. She would be a seductress and their relationship could produce an heir. Though the heir would be tainted with the blood of Godric Gryffindor the child would be even more powerful than either of it's parents, maybe even himself.

The thought left his mind, well more like he forced it out. For there to be someone more powerful than him was impossible and defiantly not someone of tainted blood. But no the less he could use the child. The father would expendable after that, but Lily was needed. Voldemort could not waste his time raising the child himself that was itself the major reason he had not simply killed his brother. The stage was set no all he had to chose was when would be the best time for Lily to raise a child. But no was not the time to decided, now was the time to teach.

For now Lily just had to learn about who she was to become. Tom took her to his training room. "Now Lily you have just met the enemy yes I said enemy."

Lily thinking that he was in on James's joke nodded. "The Potters are some of the greatest mudblood lovers there are, but for the sake of the cause you will be the boy's friend and eventually his girlfriend. I know it will be hard but I also know you can do it," Tom explained.

He thought that since he was her uncle she would listen to him but what he didn't guess was that Lily and James's connection was already deeper than the connection between the uncle and niece. "Yes Uncle Tom," Lily said with a giggle.

Being James's girlfriend was the most hilarious part of it. Lily could not understand why her uncle and new friend had this joke. And what was the whole thing about being enemies? The spell she could understand Uncle Tom had told her that she, him, and the Potters were magical. Lily had believed it without question because what child did not on some level believe in magic.

"Now that you know the enemy you must know who will be the ones who will support our cause. There are the Blacks, the Malfoys, and the Snapes just to name a few." Tom went on preaching about who were the ones who deserve to be spared in his perfect world. Lily did not know who these people were and what he meant by spared. She had only thought that death was just going away for a while. That was how her parents had explained what had happen to her grandmother; their trying to shield their daughter from the truth had been exactly what Voldemort had wanted. Her mind was like clay; he could mold it into his liking.

But what he didn't expect was something or someone was also biding for Lily's trust. So the tug-a-war between the five-year-old Gyffindor heir and the thirty-eight year old Slytherin heir began.

While the lessons were being taught James tried to talk to some sense into his parents. "Please I'm not joking Tom is a bad man, please believe me, why would I lie?"

"James we have been through this, it is just your imagination, and besides this not the way this foolish feud will end between us and the Slytherins. You know James this could jeopardize all the things we have done to make the Slytherins and Gryffindors friends again." Harriet said calmly.

"But please understand, that spell hurts really bad!" James protested.

"What is this spell's name?" Jacob asked.

"I don't know," and with that James knew he was beaten. His parents wanted proof, but what was he suppose to do ask Tom what the spell was called?

A/N: Tell me what you think. Did I make Voldemort too evil? Did I make James's parents to oblivious? Did I do something else? R/R!