The next morning, the group around Angel was sitting at the end of the Ravenclaw table, conversing quietly.

Bonnie was surveying the students that were already up "Is it just me or are they all staring at us?"

"It's not just you," Angel sighed "You really should get used to this. It's not going to change anytime soon. Especially since it's only bound to get worse."

"They're talking about us as well," Kol pointed out "Well, mostly about Angel and how she apparently joined the Dork Lord. That's why she vanished for a few years."

Klaus growled, making to stand up "I'm going to kill them."

Angel grabbed his arm, shaking her head "Don't bother, Nik. They're just sheep. I would appreciate it if you and Kol could control yourselves for a little while. At least, when it comes to the people on the so-called Light side."

"How can you not care about them slandering your name?" the Hybrid hissed, his eyes flashing gold as he looked at his wife.

The redhead sighed, leaning her head against her husband's shoulder to calm him down a little bit "Because I'm used to it. I've always been a liar one day and a hero the next."

"That's ridiculous," Elijah shook his head. He was very underwhelmed by what he had seen so far. Angel certainly had told the truth when telling them all about the people from this world.

"Isn't it just?" Angel smiled wryly.

"Hem, hem," someone cleared their throat behind Angel and Klaus.

The eighteen-year-old craned her neck to see the pink toad – Umbridge standing behind her "Can I… help you?"

"You are required in the Headmaster's office," Umbridge said in a sickly sweet voice, her eyes darting to the other side of the table where the man in the suit was sitting.

"What? Why?" The redhead barely held back the shudder as she saw the look the toad sent her brother-in-law. She was sure that Elijah and Kol had noticed as well but either they were trying not to think about it or Kol was waiting until he could make fun of his older brother for attracting someone like that woman.

The woman's eyes darkened a little but the fake smile remained on her face "If you would."

Angel sighed in annoyance "So much for a quiet morning," she grumbled and held out her hand for Klaus "Well, let's go then."

"Your… friends need to stay here," Umbridge pointed out. She was looking forward to the arrogant girl being taken down for what she did.

Kol glared at the bitch and sneered "Angel is going nowhere without us."

"I agree," Klaus nodded "We are coming or she is not going."

Umbridge exhaled in annoyance but nodded begrudgingly "Fine. Follow me."

Angel rolled her eyes at the woman's back but walked out of the Great Hall after her. Klaus had his arm wrapped around his wife's waist and leaned down to whisper to her "What do you think this is about?"

"From what I can guess," Angel murmured, tilting her head "It has something to do with the fact that it was her who came to collect us. Probably something with the Ministry."

Elijah looked at the girl beside him "Are you implying that they are going to accuse you of something?"

"I can almost guarantee it. Fifty dollars say he will start accusing me as soon as we get to the office," the redhead snorted quietly, looking over her shoulder at Bonnie and Kol "This is most likely going to be a shitstorm but I'm almost sure that they don't have proof for anything. Nothing legitimate in any case. Hell, I don't even have my old wand anymore, so that's that."

Umbridge stopped in front of the gargoyle that lead to the Headmaster's office and grimaced "Lemon Drops."

"What the…?" Bonnie blinked at the entrance "That didn't happen yesterday."

Angel hummed "You better get used to it. Moving stairs, talking portraits and secret passages." She looked over her shoulder with a mischievous grin "I might show you some later. If you're up for it."

"Hell yeah," the other witch cheered, earning a glare from Umbridge.

The woman in pink knocked on the door before walking straight into the office "Minister," she nodded.

Angel entered with Klaus practically glued to her side, raising her eyebrow at the five Aurors who were standing behind the man "Minister Fudge," she greeted, keeping a straight face.

"Miss Potter," the Minister of Magic shot back, waving to one of the Aurors. A tall black man stepped towards the group with a smaller, black-haired guy "You are hereby arrested for the murder of Cedric Diggory."

The red-haired girl barely blinked "You owe me fifty bucks, Elijah."

"I never agreed to anything," the older Original shot back, narrowing his eyes at the sweating man in front of them "May I ask what proof you have?"

Fudge's face turned red "We – Who are you supposed to be?"

"Pardon me," the suited vampire inclined his head "My name is Elijah Mikaelson. I would appreciate it if you could refrain from making wild accusations concerning Angel here."

"Nevertheless the girl is coming with us," the Minister said "Shacklebolt, Williamson."

Kol stepped in front of his sister-in-law, glaring at the Aurors "You're not taking her."

It was then that Williamson drew his wand, pointing it at the Original "Get out of the way or I'll make you."

"Oh God," Bonnie groaned, raising her hand to her forehead. That man proved to be a very short-lived idiot. Pissing off Kol – or any of the Mikaelsons, really – was something that people should refrain from.

"Kol," Angel spoke up, trying to stop the unstoppable. Her warning came a split second too late though because one moment the youngest male Mikaelson was in front of her and the next, he was holding the Auror against the wall by his throat.

Williamson choked against the strong grip, staring at the younger male in fear. There were black veins under the guy's red eyes and fangs poking through his lips "What are you?" he pressed out.

"Put him down," Fudge shouted "Put him down right now."

The red-haired girl exchanged an exasperated look with Elijah and twisted her wrist, wand appearing in her hand "Kol, step back."

"Why would I?" he shot back "They were going to take you for something you didn't do."

"I know," Angel soothed, stepping closer "Let him go, now." When he didn't react, the girl let out an annoyed breath "Fine. You leave me no other choice." She raised her wand, quickly knocking him out. As soon as Kol dropped, Auror Williamson stumbled over to the wall as far away from the unconscious vampire as possible.

Klaus walked over to his brother, nudging his side "He's out." Bonnie crouched down next to her boyfriend, shaking her head at the situation he managed to get himself into.

"I warned him," the Mistress of Death shrugged.

Dumbledore who had been sitting at his desk, watching the interaction silently almost choked on his lemon drop when Angel pulled out her wand. It was impossible. That wand… He quickly checked the cabinet behind his desk, looking for the wand he had stashed there. The Elder Wand had been in the Headmaster's possession ever since his duel with Grindelwald and while he had never been able to use it, it had eased his mind to know that such a powerful weapon was in his hands.

"Miss Potter," Umbridge spoke up, having been silent since entering the office "… What is that… that creature?"

Klaus huffed "There it is again." He turned to his wife, crossing his arms. He ignored the woman's question, deciding to focus on the most important part – Angel's last name "I tried to be quiet about it but please… Set them straight?"

"Fine, fine," Angel sighed, running a hand through her hair "My name is not Potter. Not anymore."

"What's that supposed to mean?" the Minister demanded, obviously flustered at the events from the past ten minutes. He had no idea what was going on and wondered when he lost control of the situation.

Klaus stepped to Angel's side, wrapping his arms around her "That means that she's my wife and part of the Mikaelson family."

"No," Fudge shook his head "You can't be married. That's against the contract."

Angel's head snapped up, her eyes growing cold "Contract? What contract?"

The Minister of Magic paled and started stuttering, obviously realizing his mistake. She had no idea of the marriage contract he had set up with Dumbledore when she was younger "I… It's…"

"It's what exactly?" Elijah spoke up.

"A marriage contract," Dumbledore cut in smoothly "Angel is to marry the Minister's son on her eighteenth birthday."

Klaus growled and was about to attack the old goat when he froze. Angel had her wand pointed at his throat "Do I need to knock you out too?" Under her breath, she added "Not yet, Nik. We have to be smart about this. Dark side first. Then them."

"I get dibs," the Hybrid huffed, settling for a glare "On both."

Angel looked at him for a moment and nodded "Alright. You calm now?"

"Well, I'm not going to attack them," he mumbled, not quite pouting but it was close.

Dumbledore's gaze was still on the girl's hand. It wasn't only the wand… No, the brat had a tattoo on her wrist as well. The shape… It was a triangle with a line and a circle – The mark of the Deathly Hallows. This was getting worse and worse but the Headmaster knew that he couldn't mention it now. Not with the Minister and Umbridge in the room. Maybe it was time to hold another Order meeting soon. It would also give him an excuse to find out more about Angel's… entourage. At first, he thought they were normal muggles but that theory was thrown out of the window when that boy attacked Williamson. He had moved faster than any human could.

"There is one problem with that contract," Angel pointed out, smirking at the Minister "First of all, I turned eighteen several months ago. Secondly, I don't plan on marrying anyone else. I'm quite happy with my husband."

Umbridge looked from the Minister to the girl. She had known about his plan to get his hands on the Potter money from the beginning and they had made sure that there was nothing she could do to get out of the marriage contract "Don't lie. You are seventeen. There is no way for you to get out of that contract."

"Wanna bet?" Angel raised her eyebrow "There is no way in fucking hell that I'm going to marry someone I don't know. It doesn't help that the guy is… his son." She shot the Minister a withering glare. Her gaze caught Shacklebolt's eyes, tilting her head when he winked at her. She would have to talk to Remus or Sirius about that. According to the Harry Potter books, the man was part of some kind of secret order. Maybe that order existed here as well. Since most of the rest was freakishly accurate too.

"Have some respect," Williamson spat "That's the Minister of Magic."

The Girl-Who-Lived rolled her eyes "I think we're done here."

She kicked Kol's side lightly, causing the Original to groan "What the…?"

"Later," she waved off "Get up. We're leaving."

Angel was storming down the halls, trying to calm herself down. Those bastards couldn't help but meddle in her life and she was sick of it. The only problem was that if she got rid of the Minister and Dumbledore so soon, it would be easy for the Dark Lord to take over and that was something she wanted to stop.

"Calm down, Angel," Elijah murmured, tugging at the redhead's arm "It won't do you any good if you blow something up right now."

"I know," the girl complained "But a marriage contract…" She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath "We're going to Gringotts tomorrow. I want to make sure that there's nothing they can do."

Bonnie tilted her head "But I thought you were off age?"

"I am," Angel agreed "The problem is that I don't know when they set up that contract. The magical guardian has to agree and I think that mine might have been Dumbledore. Although…" She broke off, a thoughtful look on her face "We definitely have to go to Gringotts tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow, though?" Kol questioned "Wouldn't it be better to go today?"

The Girl-Who-Lived shook her head "I want to introduce you to some people today. Mainly, Hagrid and Peeves. I think you might actually get along with him, Kol." She started walking again, the others following behind.

"You're really different," Bonnie remarked after a few moments of silence in which they neared the Great Hall again.

"What do you mean?" Angel tilted her head.

The other witch shrugged "I just mean that… You were always so meek growing up and now…"

"It's mainly because I really don't want to be here and I don't give a crap about most of the adults here," the red-haired girl sighed "I – I was told that I was the only one who can defeat Voldemort just after I learned that my parents were murdered. At eleven, that is the last thing you want to hear." She looked away from her family, letting her eyes wander over the groups of students who were entering the hall. In the crowd, Angel could see Hermione walking quickly, her head lowered. What was up with that? She would have thought that the girl would still be with Ron after they were so into each other but the Weasley was nowhere to be seen.

Elijah looked over the crowd of students thoughtfully "How are we going to do this then? I assume you had your reasons when you stopped Kol and Niklaus from attacking anyone?"

"Not here," Angel murmured, gesturing for them to follow her "Too many ears around." With that she glared at one of the younger Slytherin students who had stopped within hearing range of them, trying to look like he wasn't listening "Might as well show you around the school while we're here… Do you want to start in here or the grounds?"

Kol hummed "Might go out. I'm kind of thirsty."

The red-haired girl looked over her shoulder "This is something I didn't think about… My bad but I think I might have an idea of how to swing this." As soon as they were outside, Angel stopped for a moment, closing her eyes with a smile "I missed Scotland. I really, really did."

Bonnie could only nod "I think I understand that. The scenery is beautiful. Really different from home."

"You've been quiet," Angel commented, wrapping her arms around her husband's middle "Everything okay?"

"I just don't get it," he mumbled quietly "Why would you protect them after what they revealed? Angel, I don't want to lose you."

The Mistress of Death sighed "You won't. No matter what happens here… Even if they were to try and marry me to that guy. They would have to wait until the 31st of July and…" She sent him a smirk "I don't know about you but I don't plan on being here for that long."

"Why do you keep saying that we're going to Gringotts tomorrow?"

"That's easy. The Goblins should hold a copy of the contract if it is legal. And if they have one… Well, I plan on trying to find any loopholes I can," the girl shrugged "Fudge helped to write it. There's no way that the idiot didn't mess up somewhere."

"Well, if it isn't the traitor," a voice called out from somewhere behind the group.

Angel turned around with a blink "Hello, Ronald. Still love to make use of that big gob of yours, don't you?"

"Don't talk to me like that," the youngest Weasley boy sneered pitifully "You've gone Dark, haven't you. That's why you disappeared after you killed Cedric. Who do you think you are that you can just waltz back in here with… these people."

"'These people'?" Kol repeated, studying Ron like he was an ant under the Original's boot. Actually, that seemed to be a pretty accurate description.

Angel crossed her arms "You shouldn't insult people you don't know. After all, they could… bite," she told her former friend. She had no idea what she saw in that guy. He was a sheep, plain and simple.

"Oh, just bugger off and go back to sucking You-Know-Who's dick. We all know that you're a whore."

As soon as those words left his mouth, the boy flew back against the wall a few feet behind him. Angel was standing in front of him, her wand digging into his neck painfully "If you ever… ever imply that I'm on that bastard's side again… I will kill you, do you understand?"

"Miss Potter," Professor McGonagall called out, hurrying over to where they were "Put Mr Weasley down right now."

"Gladly," the red-haired girl shrugged, stepping back but not before using a non-verbal curse on the boy. It wouldn't show unless triggered, so he had no way of proving that it was her. The curse would give him a very painful rash somewhere no one wanted to have one. As soon as the trigger was spoken, the rash would stay. Angel knew that Ron wouldn't be able to reverse it on his own which was an added bonus. Every Potion or cream that was applied before the curse was reversed would make the rash worse. Thank you, Death.

The Scottish Professor looked at her former student for a moment before looking at the Weasley boy "Mr Weasley, I suggest you get to your classes before you're late."

"Yes, Professor," the boy mumbled, scurrying off with one last glare at the Girl-Who-Lived.

"May I ask what happened here?" McGonagall questioned "I assume you wouldn't attack him unprovoked?" Angel closed her eyes, startling when a hand tugged at her arm. She looked up when she was pulled against Klaus' chest again. It seemed like she was spending more time in his arms now than she had when they first got together.

It was Kol who answered the older woman's question though "That little rat called her a whore to her face. If she hadn't done something…" His voice got lower and he started listing all the way that he could possibly hurt or kill the bastard for what he said.

"Kol," Angel chided "Keep your crazy to yourself, would you?" She looked up at her former Head of House "I'll admit that I should have reacted that way but I'm a little on edge. I apologize for that, ma'am."

McGonagall's lips twisted into a small smile "You have changed a lot in the past two years," she remarked "It suits you." Before she walked away, she winked at the girl "Try not to get caught."

"Of course not," the red-haired girl laughed, watching the teacher walk away.

"Who was that?" Klaus questioned, raising his eyebrow.

Angel leaned her head back against his shoulder "Professor McGonagall. She was my Head of House when I went to school here."

"She seems cool," Kol remarked.

"Well, she taught my father, Remus and Sirius," the Girl-Who-Lived shrugged "I think she just gave up on reprimanding me. Not that it ever worked anyway. Trouble follows me around."

Klaus coughed "That statement is undeniably true, love. The number of times I almost had a heart attack because you got yourself into another situation."

"Don't be so dramatic," Angel huffed "I got out of them just fine…" She paused "With the help of Damon or Maddox."

"Wait, is that what happened to Logan Fell?" Bonnie frowned "Caroline said something about him being turned."

Angel averted her eyes "Maybe? But that doesn't matter right now. Come one, I wanna introduce you to Hagrid."