Hey, Mackie here. This is the very beginning of my first, yes my first, Harry Potter fanfic. While at my dad's the past week I got this idea, and I started to write it out in a notebook. Most of this will not be going with the book, although, if I am correct, it takes place about the same time as Half-Blood Prince. Thank you to my brother, for helping with this and giving me amazing ideas. I appreciate it big time! Now let's get this started, the epilogue of The Riddles of Rea Riddle. Is mostly its own story, but may go along with the movies/books somewhat. (probably more movies. I've only read the first book)

Rea Riddle is the dark lord's daughter, so it makes sense that he would want her to himself. When Rea's mother is killed, she is sent to Hogwarts. She thinks she's safe from her father there, but little does she know, she is being spied on by death eaters. Will Draco go along with the plan laid out for him when she manages to steal his heart?

Epilogue: Bloody Tragedy

Bang! Crash! My eyes peeled open slowly to a muffled ruckus below me. I rubbed my eyes sleepily, hearing another series of crashing and propped myself up on both of my elbows. My owl, Rhoda, shifted uncomfortably in his cage. Another crash came, louder, loud enough to make me jump and reach for my wand, which lay carelessly on my nightstand. I closed my fingers around it and slowly got out of bed. My bare feet made no sound on the polished wood floor in my large bedroom. I made my way to the door silently, opening it and making my way down the hallway in the same fashion. The commotion got louder and I heard spells being cast. This could not be pleasant.

"Mum?" I called out, the first real sound I had made since waking up. I was answered by the sound of the cruciatus curse being cast by an achingly familiar voice. I ran, not bothering to be silent, and hurried down the staircase. My mum stood beaten and bloodied in the parlor, facing a cloaked figure that had its back to the staircase. "Mum!" I repeated. The figure seemed oblivious to me and my sudden appearance. It raised its wand, a yew wand, and my heart jumped into my throat. I knew exactly who this was. He pointed the wand at my mother. At the same moment I rose mine, planning to end him. "Avada kadavra!" At that moment, he jumped out of the way and the green bolt hit my mother square in the stomach. "No!" I could see his face clearly now, clearly. It was the face of Tom Riddle. The face of Voldemort. The face of my father. I weakly raised my wand once again, quickly losing my will to fight, tears streaming non-stop down my cheeks. "Stupefy!" I cast jerking my arm towards him, pushing the spell forward with all my might. He blocked it easily. I didn't give up, though, I continued bombarding him with wordless hexes, all of which he successfully blocked. I stopped for a second and he wasted no time in launching his own assault. I managed to deflect most, but he somehow disarmed me, sending my wand flying backwards.

I braced myself for death. "Sectumsempra!" He cast in a raspy voice. I felt skin slice open on the bottom right corner of my exposed stomach and on my collar bone. My screams echoed deafeningly off of the mansion walls as I fell to the floor, first to my knees, then on my injured stomach, which made me cry out again. Fresh tears ran down my face as I stared into my mother's lifeless, glazed eyes. I had done this to her. My father knelt beside me, stroking my face a few times before putting his wand to my head and mumbling a few incoherent words. My eyes grew unbelievably heavy. Before I knew it, Voldemort was gone. I was left staring at my mother, the one I had killed.

"Mummy…" I whispered, reaching tenderly for her hand, which I took before sinking into oblivion.

Eh? Eh? You like? Review please! ^_^ I tried my best to make this readable. I have a few more chapters planned out so I'll put them up in a bit. I'm not sure how much I'll get up tonight but I have up to chapter 4. I'll do my best to get most, if not all, up tonight. I have all night so it should be easy. Thanks for reading ;] I hope you'll stay with me on this one.