Archael: the oldest of the five Archangels who live in Heaven. Also known as the Gatekeeper, Keykeeper, and Peacemaker. She is also easily the most powerful of them, even though Archangels are usually the most powerful known in Heaven. She was framed of assisting Lucifer in Betraying the angels, and framed again in helping Gabriel escape. The Creator helped Archael escape Heaven to avoid being killed. She disappeared for a several centuries before being found as a Witch in the Wizarding World.
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Angel Archais' eyes narrowed as she stared down the pink toad in front of the room, her eyes briefly flashing white. Her friend, Pansy Parkinson, glanced at her suspiciously.
"It's official. I hate the Toadbridge." Angel ground out softly.
"Aw c'mon, Ange!" her arch-nemesis (no pun intended) pressed. "She's not that bad."
Angle narrowed her eyes at the ginger haired Gryffindor. "Weasel, she's horrible. Even you and your Golden trio friends hate her." she hissed angrily.
She hated being singled out by her inhumane beauty (it was rumored she was a Veela, although it wasn't very far) because she attracted the oddest people. Her eyes flickered sympathetically over to Harry, who was glaring at Angel with undiluted jealousy. Probably because of his crush on Ron.
"Ronald Weasley." Angel's voice lowered slightly as Toadbridge hummed pleasantly at the front of the room. "I hope you realize Harry has a crush on you. Trying to get him jealous will only make Harry feel even more left out."
The tall ginger haired boy looked at Angel weirdly. "Y'sure? I know you hate me, but sheesh." he glowered at his desk, blue eyes hardening.
"I'm positive." Angel insisted fiercely. She had been trying to get Ron admit he was gay to her since first year. Despite the fact she was a Ravenclaw and such, she was pulled into the fifth year curriculum of Defense Against the Dark Arts with the Slytherins and Gryffindors. It was so she could keep the peace between the two houses.
Ron glanced at Angel dubiously, taking in her pretty light features. Her white hair was long and straight, some of it pulled into a braid and wound against non-braided hair. The strange but pretty combination was usually pulled into a high bun or into a pony tail. Sometimes left down with the braid framing her delicate face. Her eyes had no whites, and were a deep, gorgeous red. It wasn't very dangerous or ominous. In fact, the look in them was quite innocent yet haunted at the same time. She had slight, underdeveloped curves, but she was still very pretty nonetheless of being an albino.
Yawning, Angel glanced at Harry, blinking slowly at him. He stared back, transfixed by her red gaze, although it was out of probably fear.
She sighed loudly, head slamming down on her desk.
"Did you say something Ms. Archais?" the tiny Professor simpered as she approached Angel.
"No, ma'am." Angel muttered sarcastically. "May I spend the rest of the period in my dormitory? I practically memorized the entire book last night."
Toadbridge blinked at Angel in surprise. "You did?"
"Yes, ma'am." she replied automatically.
"Hmm.. Tell me about the defensive jinxes Mr. Slinkhard mentioned in chapter fifteen." she thoughtfully plucked out of her mind.
Angel snorted. "He says counter jinxes are inappropriately named. He also says "counter jinx" is just a name people give their jinxes when they want to make them sound more acceptable. He doesn't believe in 'jinxes' very much, I suppose." she drawled.
The pink-clad Professor leered down at Angel with a pinched face that rather reminded Angel of a constipated toad. "What is your opinion?" she asked with a simpering tone.
"..am I going to get detention?" Angel inquired with a lace of her Grace in her voice.
"No, Ms. Archais." Professor Umbridge beamed radiantly down at the albino.
"Well.. I agree." she tapped her finger on her chin. A few of her classmates made choking noises. "I prefer the term.. um.. luzes. It typically means light, so.." the girl shrugged.
Professor Umbridge looked down at Angel with poorly concealed amazement. "Well, Ms. Archais, I suppose you can go back to your dormitory..."
She was interrupted with a beaming smile from Angel as she grabbed her stuff in one swoop and dashed out of the classroom with a cheer. "YESSS!"
It was more of getting away from Weasley.
