Champion of Angel's

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{DECEMBER 31, 1981}

St. Mary's Orphanage was quiet, many of the children under ten had been adopted over the holiday season. Except little Angel, Sister Mary was getting concerned the child was bright,beautiful,and loving. So couldn't understand why she hadn't been adopted already. It seemed as though the couples were over looking her.

The child in question was currently outside. Cool as it was it was still a sunny day. Sister Mary knew little Angel liked to walk the property when ever it was possible.
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Angel was humming a little tune when an older man approached her asking her name. She had alittle concern but shrugged it off as she answered the man's question. Only her first name was given she explained that her last name was unknown for she had been orphaned at birth.

Voldemort watched the girl speak. He thought it a shame she needed to die. " Do
you want to see some magic little Angel?"

Angel giggled, " You mean that parlor stuff on TV, that's fake. I have the real thing wanna see?"

Voldemort's eyes became wide for a second at the girls announcement. " Yes Angel,
show me the real thing as you put it." He smiled tightly when the girl nodded. He watched as Angel picked up a stick and turned it into an Asp, then turned it back.

When Angel looked up at the strange eyed man, she had to laugh. He was wide-eyed, and his mouth open. (Yes the Dark Lord's face was priceless)

Knocked out of his stupor, Voldemort knew she had to die and for one moment he wished to let her live. Then as quick as lightning he pulled his wand and hissed " Avada Kedavra".
When the spell was about to hit he whispered, " Forgive me little Angel."


The before his eyes Angel screamed as the curse hit it's mark. A golden glow surrounded the child causing the killing curse to fly back at him. Not having enough time to move the Dark Lord Voldemort was hit by his own curse. Sriking him in the chest, his body burnt to ashes.
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Inside the Orphanage, Sister Mary heard Angel's blood-curdling scream and raced to her side. What she saw would forever remain in her subconscious. A strange man had shot some green laser beam at Angel. And when it struck the child had glowed golden, causing the green beam to hit the man in question, leaving nothing in its wake but ashes.

When Angel fell to the ground Mary picked her up and brought her inside. Satified Angel was still breathing softly, she began to leave when she saw a mark under the girls bangs.
Lifting them she saw a lightning bolt scar and had to gasp. She new this was the mark of Kami.

'Thank You Kami, Thank You for sparring the child' Mary said in thought as she looked up at the ceiling. And as she turned to leave the child to rest, she could have sworn she heard a voice whisper. " Your Welcome"
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{MALFOY MANOR: JANUARY 1, 1982}


Lord Lucius Malfoy was reading his morning paper when Severus Snape flooed into the Manor. Looking worse for wear. Lifting a manicured brow waiting for him to speak his peace.

"Lucius, have you heard from the Dark Lord?"

Know he needed to play innoccent, Lucius replied. " I have no idea what you mean Severus,"
as he began to stand.

Severus Snape was sure Lucius was a Deatheater and was now going to be in serious trouble for his blunder. He watched Lucius move around toward him. Lifting his left arm, pulling his robe sleave back stating coyly. " I don't carry that hedious mark upon my flesh, Severus my friend. And as a close friend, I'm going to let you walk out of here and forget this conversation ever had taken place."

Severus was in shock, just nodded sharply and exited through the floo, back to Hogwarts.

"Lucius, darling who came through the floo?" came the soft voice of Narcissa Malfoy nee Black as she entered the room with a small boy in her arms asleep.

"That my dear was Severus who came asking about our Lord."

Narcissa chuckled softly. Not for the first time was she glad her husband's mark was on his lower back.

"Cissa, something happened to our Lord last night. For he hasn't contacted me as I was told he would."

Narcissa asked him what they should do with concern in her voice. But was comforted by her husband, when he told her they would have to wait until their Lord was able to contact them. If not contacted soon they were wait until the Longbottom heir was Hogwart's age to start looking. For that was his orders.
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Severus was sitting with Albus Dumbledore in the man's office at Hogwart's. Wondering what the old man was thinking. For they both were certain Lord Malfoy was in the Dark Lord's inner circle.

" So you think the mark was placed else where Albus?"

"It's possible my boy, but now will just have to wait until Voldemort(Severus cringed) returns for us to be sure." Albus stated in contemplation, before he dismissed his spy.

After he was alone, Albus began to go back over the pensive memories of Severus's conversation with Lucius. There was nothing that could help him confirm that man's involvement with Voldemort. Soon he just shook off the uneasiness of the lack of knowledge while returning to his paperwork.