(Harry Potter) The Dark Lord's Angel Lover

Elvira, an angel-in-training, had one first assignment: find someone and make him happy. So when she saw little Tom at the Wool Orphanage, she decided he was the one she was looking for. “Elvira, you are absolutely dreadful.” The Power Angel Haniel glared at her furiously. “Power Angel, what did I do? I brought Tom happiness.” “What happiness? He became the Dark Lord.” “Ah, how could that happen...” “As punishment, you have to help him. But since you failed your last assignment, you know what that means.” “How can you be Elvira? When I saw her decades ago, she was already that grown-up. How could she have gotten younger over all these years?” Lord Voldemort wore a mocking smile. “I...” Elvira looked down at her own little-girl body, utterly at a loss for tears. P.S. The author has integrity. This story won't be abandoned. Add this story to your favorites ★~Click here to add me to your favorites~★