An Unforgettable Year

Chapter: 1

Finding Out

"Bloody hell!" I screamed getting out of the shower and looking into the mirror. My normally frizzy light brown hair was now dark brown with honey blonde highlights. There are forest green eyes were my usual chocolate

brown eyes once were and I was as pale as a Malfoy.

My Mum and Dad came running into my room at hearing my scream. "Mia wha..." my Mum trailed off at seeing my new look. Then all of a sudden my Mum starts sobbing and I look toward my Dad in confusion.

He just looked at me sadly before saying, "Mia come to the den when you get finished." He put a comforting arm around Mum and they walked out of the room.

I stood there for five minutes in a daze. 'I wonder what that was all about' I thought bewildered. I shook myself out of the daze and went to my closet and pulled out a pair of khaki capris and a white spaghetti strap shirt. I slipped on a pair of brown flip flops and walked to the den, unknowing of how much my life was about to change.

"Mia we have some news for you," my Mum started as soon as I sat down on the sofa. "We are not muggles, we are Death Eaters."

"There is more," my Dad said taking over, " We are not your biological parents. Your father is our master."

"WHAT!? Okay I can take you not being muggles, but to have you be Death Eaters AND have Voldemort be my father. Just great! This is exactly what I wanted to hear on my 16th birthday! NOT! How could you not have told me sooner. By the way what's up with my hair and eyes?" I ranted.

"We are sorry Mia but we were commanded not to tell you until your 16th birthday. When your father had us take you away he put a spell on you to hide your true identity. How you appear now is how you truely are supposed to look," My Dad... Mr. Granger... who ever he is explained to me.

"Well who are you really since you can't be the Grangers?"

"They, my daughter, are the Presscotts," a deep voice stated from behind me.

I turned around and stared at the man behind me. It was none other than Voldemort, my father, the man who tried to kill me and my best friends numerous times. "What could you possibly want Voldemort?" I demanded of him.

"Why to take you home to Riddle Manor, what else?" he said unfazed.

Before I knew it the Presscotts came downstairs with my luggage. This really surprised me because I never saw them leave the room to begin with. " My Lord, do you require us to accompany you or shall we go to Presscott Manor?" Mr. Presscott inquired.

"You shall go to your manor until the meeting," Voldemort answered.

I watched as the Presscotts flooed to their manor, leaving me alone with Voldemort. I bit my lip, shrugged my shoulders, then turned to Voldemort. " Well are we going?" I asked before picking up my trunk and Crookshanks.

I stepped out of the floo to see that I was in the dungeons. I shuddered as I passed the cell Harry and I was in last year. 'Of course I would have to land in the dungeons' I thought angrily. 'Might as well go on upstairs, I mean I can't be anymore surprised at anything happening today. This has been such a wonderful day so far... and it is only 10:30 in the morning' I though sarcastically.

I put my stuff down upstairs before walking up another flight of stairs. I walked down the hallway until I got to a door that said Lady Hermione. I opened the door and stepped into a room fit for a princess. It was decorated in Slytherin colours but otherwise it was wickedly cool. I sat on the queen sized bed and it all felt right. Like having Voldemort as my father was right and leaving behind everything I once knew just felt natural. It felt like I was finally home.

"Do you like it Princess?" Voldemort asked.

"Oh, yes, Papa I love it! Thank you," I said not noticing I called him Papa instead of Voldemort.

Papa smiled at me as we walked back downstairs. I suddenly remembered something,"Papa what's Mummy's name and where is she?"

The smile vanished from Papa's face as he said," Your Mum's name was Sophia Nicole Malfoy-Riddle. She was murdered by Dumbledore."

"So I'm related to Draco and Lucius Malfoy?"

"Yes, Draco's your cousin and Lucius is your Uncle."

"Wow isn't Malfoy going to be pissed when he finds out 'Mudblood Granger' is actually his cousin."

"Draco was told this summer by his father. Now go explore while I take care of some business, Princess."