Red Angel

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

Rating: R

Thanks to my reviewers: Desolation Lily (I might just skip ages I haven't chose what to do yet,) Brilover, AHHHHHHHHHHH (Who is really Kayleigh,) Jackie, and Miranda G. Potter!

Chapter Nine: Testing

Voldemort was seething. The boy was cleaver, too cleaver for his own good. Both he and James knew that he wouldn't attack James if Lily were around. So the boy had used his niece as a shield. Well tomorrow Lily wasn't coming and then Voldemort would test something he would use to gather his followers to him.

Voldemort had yet to come up with a name for the curse. The spell would leave a mark on his followers' skin. It was something Voldemort had created and he had yet to test it on any living thing. At first he thought a muggle could be used but now the boy had a new use. If it did work the boy would bear his mark and that was much more intriguing to Voldemort than just a muggle.

The next morning dawned with James hoping that Lily would come over. Tom came to his house almost every day and James wished that Lily would do that too. The doorbell rang and Harriet opened the door. Only one person was standing there. Tom. He was smiling at Harriet but as soon as she turned around he frowned at James on the stairs.

For some reason James thought that today wasn't going to be a good day. James decided to forgo the small talk and wait for his impending doom in his room. He started to walk up the stairs but his steps got faster and faster. He was in a dead sprint when he burst though his door.

He tried to calm down and sit on the floor to play. There wasn't much for a little boy to do without any friends. Sometimes he felt as though Tom sucked out all his imagination. James pulled a toy from beside him. It was George... Rose.

James giggled. Memories of house flooded back. He was so twisted up in his mind that he didn't hear the door creak open. Tom walked over to the boy with glazed eyes unnoticed. It was time to test the spell. If it worked there would be no torturing today if not... the boy would regret it.

"Morsmorde," Tom muttered while his wand was aimed at James's left arm. Suddenly the effected area of skin blackens.

"What is this new spell, a dark mark?" James questioned for the spell had felt as though flames were cooking him to a crisp.

The boy was on to something, the dark mark, what a fine name for his dark purposes. He did not answer James he only stared at James's forearm. The black changed into a skull with a snake coming from its mouth all of it tinted green. It was perfect for the Slytherin heir and even more so that the Gryffindor heir now bared it, now to test the other part of the mark.

"Hadrian," the boy's mark glowed black. Perfect, everything was going to plan. And with that Tom turned on his heal with his black cloak swishing behind him, Tom left.

James was confused, what had happen? The dark mark once again burned with a fury. James grasped and rubbed it in pain. What was this and why had it happen?

A/N: I am evil aren't I? Starts to sing I gave James the dark mark! I gave James the dark mark! Well how was it? I know that in the forth book Voldemort uses Wormtail's mark to call every one but since James's mark is the first I had to come up with a spell. Yes I know Hadrian is a name! But a baby book is the only reference book I have! R/R!