A/N: This is me and my best friends 1st fanfic. we are young -heart ache to heart ache, we stand!- ,sorry random moment, but we are not that experienced so pleeeease dont judge us! if you have some suggestions on how to make it better please feel free to tell us.

it doesnt really let you type a long summary out there, so we'll write on riiiiight here! : )

Petra and Accalia Riddle are the 14 year old daughters of voldemort. they have always wanted to go to hogwarts but have never been able to , because there dads voldemort and all, but one day there father comes up with a plan , without telling them, and he sends them off to hogwarts. they become great friends with everyone ,especially the weasly twins *opens mouth and raises eye brows suggestively*. but what happens when the dementors come? are they after sirius black or the Riddle twins? or both? what happens when people find out? will everyone go against them? even there best friends? will harry try to kill the Riddle twins instead of there father?

well......READ AND FIND OUT!

thanks, love ya!

CHAPTER 1

-GOOD MORNING STARSHINE-

NARRATAR POV

"GOOD MORNING STARSHINE! THE EARTH SAYS….HELLO!!!!" shouted the more annoying sister Accalia.

"Humph"

"WAKE UP AND GREET THE DAY"

"SHUT YOUR BLOODY MOUTH UP!"

"…….well" said the downtrodden sister. She sat with her back against the headboard with a grouchy expression on her face. "….you could say hello nicely"

Petra sat up. "I don't want to say hello nicely"

Accalia stood up on the bed "WELL THEN YOU CAN JUST GO FALL IN A HOLE"

Petra rolled her eyes at her ever so annoying sister. "What time is it?" she asked.

"……time for you to get a watch! Oh….burn" she said with a sarcastic smirk on her pale face.

"Seriously…what time is it?" asked Petra again. This time a little more annoyed.

"its 10:30" Accalia looked back at the clock on their wall with an alarmed expression. "10:30!!! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE READY HALF AN HOUR AGO! WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP??? YOU AND DRACO ARE PLOTTING AGAINST ME ARENT YOU!!!! I KNEW IT! YOU CALLED ME CRAZY BUT I WAS RIGHT ALLLLLLLLL ALONG!!!"

Petra rolled her eyes. "Yea. We were planning to carve your eyes out while you were napping and feed them to luscious Malfoy."

"I KNEW IT!" Petra rolled her eyes once more (she tended to do that a-lot with her twin) she could be so oddly paranoid sometimes.

"STOP PANICKING!" Petra yelled. "If we don't get ready now father will kill us!" she said to her sister. Petra got out of bed and walked across the room she and her twin shared. Their father insisted on them sharing a room even though there were like 86 other rooms in the house….he can be so weird at times.

The house they were living in was tucked away behind a hill where no one would think of looking. It needed to be as isolated as possible since their father was hiding out. They had been in hiding for almost 12 years now. Petra and Accalia had barely even left the house. But one day, rather randomly, their father announced that they would be going to Hogwarts. She and her sister had been asking to go since they turned 11, but he would never agree. So It was somewhat unexpected and suspicious.

The sisters had learned at an early age not to trust their father. He was barely a father at all. Hiding away, trying to kill a little boy. It was all rather messed up.

The wizarding world knew him as many things, the dark lord, voldemort (though hardly anyone had the courage to say that name aloud anymore…just the way he likes it), and the one that always makes Accalia laugh, you know who. She says "well what if you don't know who? It could be a flying turnip for all we know!"

Accalia was getting ready for her first day of Hogwarts! She had been waiting for 14 years! That's a really long time….unless you're a vampire….which she's not. Her sister Petra was looking rather absorbed in her thoughts at the moment so she decided not to bother her with the fact that she was walking out the door of their shared bedroom with two different shoes. She always seemed rather distracted…she would notice eventually.

"Smidgen…flogging…flying werewolf" muttered Accalia as she tried to pull on her socks without bending over. She didn't even know if she needed socks….what if they force us to wear flip-flops?

Petra walked down the stairs. It was then that she realized she was wearing two different shoes. "Oh flibberdoodle" she said as she stared down at her two different shoes. One was a black unicorn slipper the other was a black high top.

Petra walked back up the stairs to get her other shoe and talk to her sister about getting to the train station. Of course they could not go with their father. They were alone and it bothered them.

"Moonburst?" said Petra. That was Petra's nickname for Accalia. "How are we going to get to the train station? We have no car and we have no broom." Petra pondered on that as she packed her trunks.