Prologue

On the 31st of October 1981, The Dark Lord loses his powers when he tries to murder a boy named Harry Potter. As a consequence of this, the Lord's only child is left with her mother. She, however, is soon sent to Azkaban, which leaves the two years old girl all alone.

Growing up at the Malfoy Manor, Tomita Riddle learns everything she needs to know about her origins. From the day of her arrival at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, keeps a steady eye on the young witch.

One year after Tomita is sorted into Slytherin, Harry Potter himself is sorted into Gryffindor. Tomita, having despised him all her life, makes sure to keep a good distance from him.

In June 1995 The Dark Lord is resurrected by Wormtail. Tomita follows the Death Eaters to the graveyard at which their Lord is waiting. Upon their arrival Tomita collapses onto the ground.

Chapter 1

The girl lying in the filthy dirt quietly rose. Standing on trembling legs, she whispered "Father..?" A dark shadow moved towards her. "Father, is it really you?" She fell onto her knees, her entire body shaking. Out of the shadows came a man, watching the girl as she fought to stand up again. "I suppose that you are Tomita, no?" He stood beside her. "I haven't seen you in… how long has it been? Oh yes, thirteen years." Tomita looked him in the eyes, barely capable of believing what she saw. "Father… It really is you! I... I've wished for this so long!" She smiled as she bowed, and then turned around she remembered they were not alone.

The Death Eaters had gathered around, waiting for their Lord to speak to them. He turned to them, but just as he was about to speak Tomita towered up in front of the black wearing crowd, her rage craving to get out. "You pathetic, spineless horde of scum!" she roared, "What have you ever done to help my Father get back to health?!" No one said a word. "The few existing faithful Death Eaters are not here", she continued, turned to the Dark Lord, "They're in Azkaban the lot of them!" She turned back to the circle of pathetic slugs. "What's your bloody excuse for this awful betrayal?!"

The Death Eaters backed several steps, wishing to avoid the unpleasant scene. Then Voldemort spoke again. "Calm down, Tomita. I do understand your fury, though. And what excuse do you have for not searching for me?" He gave her a sharp look. The girl stared at him, then whispered "Dumbledore..." Voldemort raised his eyebrows curiously. "He... He's practically kept me a prisoner!" Tears filled her eyes as she gazed regretfully at her father. "Please forgive me!"

The man looked her deep in the eyes for a while, then turned away to face the boy standing shackled to a slightly crumbled grave. "Ah, Harry! I almost forgot about you." He smiled at him creepily. "Standing at my father's grave... My father who left my mother after she told him what she was. He hated magic, you see, and left her before I was born. She died right after my birth, and I was sent to a Muggle orphanage." He paused and looked at his long, white fingers. "I swore to find him, as I did, and then I got my revenge on that fool I was named after... Tom Riddle." Tomita flinched at his words, but he took no notice. He turned to his Death Eaters. "This, my friends... is 'The boy who lived'." He turned back to the boy, "Now that I finally have you at my feet... I shall destroy you.", and back to the circle of men, "I, Lord Voldemort, who have gone further on the road of immortality than any other man, shall prove to you once for all whose power is the greatest.."