Angelica Lily Riddle is the secret Daughter of Lily Potter and Tom Riddle (Voldemort).
She was sent to Azkaban when her Mother died by her Father to keep her hidden as he had made her a Horcrox, meaning that he would live on some way, forever inside...
We appear at The Burrow. I could already hear the excitement and happiness coming from inside the house. It was ironic actually. I could create happiness for everyone else, except for myself. With a mental scoff, I follow Harry and Hermione into the house. All heads turn into my direction when I enter and I noticed that Fleur was here, along with Seamus, Luna... And Angelina.
"Here she is! Our very own Guardian Angel!"
Molly exclaims happily and I force out a smile as she reaches for my hand and drags me into the circle full of Weasley's.
"We can't thank you enough, Angel, really."
Arthur says and I turn to him, seeing how happy he looked made me smile and I nod to him. I turn and find George, Fred and Angelina all conversing. Then, Angelina hugs Fred before he leads her over to the table full of food. It boggles my mind how Molly can organise this things so quickly. Taking my opportunity, I make my over to George.
"Hi."
I say, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. George slowly turns around and looks down at me. He sends me a genuine smile and I find myself immediately smiling back.
"How does it feel? Having Fred back, I mean."
I ask him and he glances over at his Brother and smiles. He nods as he turns back to face me. He's happy.
"I can't describe the feeling. But, I want to thank you."
He says, but, I shake my head.
"No. I made you a promise over a year ago that I'd bring your Brother back. I was determined to keep that promise. Now, I have."
I tell him and he nods, smiling at me.
"Um, George? Can I pop by the flat tomorrow to collect my things?"
I ask him, but, before he could answer, we hear cheering. We both frown and look over to see Fred and Angelina in a heated kiss. I gasp and turn back to face George.
"George, I'm so sorry!"
I say, but, George smiles and I frown.
"Don't be. Angelina was always Fred's girl. We weren't really together, she was just a good friend."
He says and immediately, I'm hurt.
"But, you said that you'd moved on?"
I say, hurt clearly evident in my voice. George nods, but, doesn't meet my eyes.
"I did. I wanted to hurt you, like you hurt me. Petty, I know."
He explains and at that moment, I feel bad. I reach out and lay my hand onto his arm. His eyes shoot to the touch and I sigh.
"I really am sorry, George. You have every right to hate me. Right now, I hate me for what I've done to you. I don't blame you for feeling the way you do, George."
I tell him and he shakes his head.
"I never hated you. I just missed you so God damn much that I convinced myself that you were dead. I never stopped loving you, Angel. But, I can't just forgive and forget either."
He tells me and I nod.
"I understand that, and I'll work to gain your trust again, George. I won't be going anywhere in future."
I tell him and he nods. I remove my touch from his arm.
"And you're not moving out. You're gonna stay in my room and I'll sleep on the couch. No arguments."
He says before I could protest and I nod, sending him a grateful smile.
Suddenly, I grow very dizzy and nearly fall into George while trying to keep my balance.
"Woah! Angel, what's going on?"
George asks me, gaining the attention of everyone in the room. However, I couldn't answer him for the sound of a thousand people crying and screaming filled my head, leaving no space for anything else. As everyone crowded us, I fell forwards, George catching me as everything faded to black.
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"Mr Potter, you have to realise that your Sister is now a Goddess. In fact, she's the very first Goddess Of All Magical Beings. With that comes many different gifts as well as burdens. One being that she'll hear the voices of those who need help. She'll need to learn how to block it out."
I'm awoken by someone talking to Harry. The room I was in was pure white and different machines were hooked up to me while I lay on a bed. I groan and sit myself up in the bed.
Suddenly, Harry and George rush into the room. They both looked relieved to see me up and alright. Well, I could still hear the voices, but, they sounded like they were on low volume as opposed to up full blast.
"Why am I hooked up to all of these?"
I ask, struggling to move my arm. Harry sighs and approaches my bed while George hovers by the door.
"Your heart rate fell. It was all they could do to stabilise you. Angel, what happened?"
He asks me and I sigh.
"You already know the answer to that, Harry. But, I'll tell you anyway. I heard what sounded like a thousand voices all screaming for help. I couldn't shut them out. Thankfully, they are so much quieter now."
I say and Harry nods. He leans forward to kiss my forehead and I smile before I remember that my Father doesn't know anything.
"Harry? My Father doesn't know what's happened."
"Hermione is going to update him once I update her. I'll be back soon."
He says before standing and leaving the room. George moves from the doorway over to my bed and I send him a smile.
"Hi."
I say and he smiles at me.
"Are you feeling better?"
He asks and I nod.
"Heaps. When can I go home?"
I ask him and he tries to hide a smile at my words.
"Tomorrow."
He says and I nod.
Tomorrow is going to be an uncomfortable time. With George, Fred, me and Angelina in the same room, it can't be anything, but, awkward.
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