Author's note: Hola everyone, I'm extremely sorry that I haven't update. But now I have you a new chapter. This chapter introduces my main female character, and a male character. I hope you like her, and the next chapter will be up soon. This chapter is short because it is an introduction of my original character, and her brother. These two are my own, not JK's. Well I have nothing else to say except I'm sorry that I've been so late in this update, but this story will be updated more frequently, and just have fun reading this new chapter.

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Warnings: No warnings

Spoilers: No Spoilers

Chapter Six: Suspicion

An orb of pale blue light zoomed through crowds of people, past traffic, scooted by security, seeped through marble walls, passed by gigantic pillars, and snuck through the small opening underneath the bone white French doors. The pale blue light dimmed and then extinguished completely.

Down the corridor, to the left wing a pair of feet walked hastily on the polished floors. Long legs moving fast and slick. The figure moved with ease as he turned down the hallway and came to be in front of the French doors that lead to his sister's room.

He knocked twice, his knuckles turning a deep pink.

No answer.

He was about to knock once more but the doors were jerked open when he was in mid knock. Pulling his hand back he looked his sister straight in the eye. He sensed magic, could feel it in the air. He took a look at his sister standing there her long hair wavy with frizz, ruffled nightgown covered by her floor length robe.

"Good morning, brother, dear." She spoke her words gleefully, too gleefully. Her dark eyes sparked and parts of her hair held a crimson tint. Her olive skin held a gold-ish glow to it.

"Why weren't you at breakfast?" He was direct, not even a "hello". She knew instantly that he had been keeping tabs on her last night, and now his worry was what had him coming to her door early in the morning.

She titled her head, still keeping eye contact with him she smiled and said simply, "I over slept."

"You my dear sister do not over sleep, you are preciously on schedule, with no exceptions." He spoke with authority, and his tall form made him intimidating, add in the hazel eyes, and dark features it made him the picture of high stature. She knew that what he saw in front of him only fed the suspicion that was well hidden underneath his decorum. "Aren't you going to invite me in, sister?"

"Yes of course." She opened the doors more, stepped inside and watched him as he walked into her room. Closing the door behind him, she walked to her vanity table all the while knowing the he was inspecting her room, with those haunting eyes. Picking up her brush she calmly started to brush her hair, she was used to how her brother did business.

"Where were you last night?" he said his back straight and eyes still examining the room.

"What part of last night?" She asked innocently, brush going through her silky hair.

"Don't try to be coy. You weren't in your quarters at the set time. Your room was pitch black, and you presence was missed at a late night meeting of the Knight's Chain. Where were you?"

"Working." She said, which was the truth, she had. "Just working."

"And what pray tell were you working on for more than half the night?" His voice was becoming crisp with over protection. He was deadly serious, and his accenting of the word "working" sizzled through the still air. He did not like it when she played games, or messed with the sequence of her life, putting her danger.

"I was working on what I was assigned to be working on." Her soft slightly accented voice said matter-of-factly.

"Angela."

"Yes?" She asked her eyes meeting his in the mirror. He had turned so that he wasn't giving her his profile.

"I want to know."

"But you need not know." She broke the contact and placed the brush down as she swept over towards her closet. She had felt him trying to crawl into her thoughts, and it was disturbing.

"I'm your brother, Angela, I'm responsible of you." His voice softened as he spoke.

"And I love and respect you for that but I'm sixteen and can take care of myself."

"You mean you will be sixteen. Don't be in such a rush to get on with your life. I know that you were out Angela I just don't know where and why. But what I do know is that you would have had a good reason to have gone out without telling anyone."

His eyes remained on her. His sister could be one of the most trickiest witch any magical person could meet, but she is also creative, imaginative and stubborn. "You're not going to tell me are you?"

"You should know the answer to that." With a flick of her hand the closet doors slid open raveling her walk in closet. And as she walked in she continued. " I was only making sure that everything is in order for today's plan of action."

He knew that she was telling the truth for she would never lie to him, perhaps bend her words, or say things with double meanings but she would never purposefully lie to him. They were to close, and trusted each other too much to let lies fly. "Why didn't you tell anyone of your leaving?"

"Because, I was just checking in on things making sure that they were in check. Plus I was not doing anything major to the measure that I should bother the Council with." The council practically knows everything going on everywhere so why did they need her to tell them of her were about every time she left.

"I meant to ask why didn't you tell me?"

Angela turned feeling her brother's hurt. This is why she rarely goes anywhere without pronunciation of where she was going to. "I only thought that I was going to be gone for a little while, I didn't know it would take most of the night."

"Alright, I'm sorry I came in her with my suspicions, but next time please tell someone, anyone where you are going. You know that there are people both magical and muggle that could threaten our mission. There are also certain people that are more of a threat than others. There are to many complications, to many things at risk." She smiled hearing his full accent come out. Whenever she heard it she knew that he care, that he was passionate about something.

"Don't worry brother, you don't have to be afraid for me." She was in front of him, a hand on his shoulder. "I know how dangerous Vold-" She heard his sudden suck in of breath. "-mort is. If it makes you feel better I will be more careful and more alert."

"Yes, please do so."

"Alright."

"We area high family Angela, and if he or his followers catch anyone in our blood line he will have an overwhelming advantage."

"I know, and that is why we are all playing it safe." She hugged her brother, his body was tense but it slowly relaxed. "You've got to relax, brother dear, or you'll soon grow wrinkle, and become old to early in life. Now go to the spa, and get a massage, or have a drink…"She saw his eyebrow go up, "of tea." She said quickly." Very strong tea."

He laughed, and the air around the room instantly lightened. His god hearty laugh was always refreshing. "I shall see that I do that."

"You must, and now you should be off for I need to change, and you need to go before you get to emotional." He laughed again. "Don't worry I won't tell a soul."

She could hear his laughter as he made his way down the corridor. Smiling she went back to her clothes.

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