DISCLAIMER: We are not J.K. Rowling and we do not - No matter how much we dream of it- own Harry Potter, but we do own this plot.
A/N: So this is our first FanFiction we've ever written. We've had a good welcome party ;) There are two of us writing this,you may call us Mamdemort and Aimdemort. We will try to publish a new chapter every week but they could be a bit late as we are revising for important exams.
Summary: Aimdemort and Mamdemort are twin sisters, children of Voldemort. Between moving from house to Malfoy Manor to house and to Hogwarts, their lives are pretty busy. This story takes place in Harry's second year at Hogwarts - Making them one year younger - Hope you enjoy our story!
-Mamdemort & Aimdemort
Chapter one
The Dark Life
With a start Aimdemort Riddle woke up. She listened for the clicking that had woken
her from a very interesting dream of a goat. She shook her head and steadily she reached for her wand. "Lumos," she whispered and looked around using the light protruding from her wand. She looked at her sister Mamdemort Riddle, who was fast asleep on her golden four-poster bed. Thinking that she had imagined the noise, Aimdemort slid back into her bed but then click…Click. She looked on the floor and saw a group of half grown tarantulas.
She gave a little shriek and Mamdemort jumped from her bed and whispered tiredly "eggsamye." "What time is it?" Mamdemort wondered aloud.
"6.30." Aimdemort replied.
"Oh, well I'm getting up," and with a flick of her wand the light switched on.
"Oh but Mamdemort… I'm so tired" said Aimdemort.
"Fathers probably back from Austria" Mamdemort said while putting slippers on her feet.
"The Dark Lord" Aimdemort corrected her.
"Ssshhh, do you hear that?" there was a slight breezy noise coming from outside their room.
"Its probably just a window left open." Suggested Aimdemort thoughtfully,
"no, it doesn't sound like that."
"Its Father!" Exclaimed Aimdemort, she tried to sound happy about it, but her twin knew she was sad he was back. Soon enough they would have to go back to Malfoy Manor.
"Oh yes, it is, he's flying, he might have gifts for us!" Mamdemort said in a failed attempt to cheer her sister up about it.
Aimdemort and Mamdemort are twins they live with the Malfoys when their Father is gone which is more than often. The pair have over a dozen houses all over the world but in only rare occasions would they be in one, it just so happens they are in one right now, in London, England. The house they are staying in now is by far their favourite. It is a mansion with everything a child could want. It is in the middle of no where, as are all the others.
The outdoors of the house has a field used whenever the two are there, they use it as a Quidditch pitch, to practise their favourite sport.
Mamdemort and Aimdemort look extremely different even though they are twins. Mamdemort has long thick dark brown hair while Aimdemort has thin blonde hair which is longer than Mamdemorts. They both have bright green eyes and are both quite pale. Mamdemort looks quite like Tom Riddle, their Father of course! While Aimdemort resembles their Mother. They don't know their Mother's name.
Aimdemort and Mamdemort are both 11 years of age. You may think that's underage wizardry but The Ministry has no contact with the Riddles. No one knows The Dark Lord is alive they think he fled, but they are wrong.
And most certainly no one knows Voldemort has children.
Aimdemort and Mamdemort have names like their Father, who goes by 'The Dark Lord" Aimdemort is 'The Dark Duchess' and Mamdemort is 'The Dark Lady'.
As Lord Voldemort entered the room he indeed had gifts for the girls. Aimdemort and Mamdemort each had new brooms. Their old ones Nimbus 2000 were now replaced by Nimbus 2001s! "Thank you very much!" Aimdemort said maybe feeling a bit guilty of her previous thoughts towards her Father.
"Come on" called Mamdemort, 1 hour later. "Do you want to try out our new brooms or not?" "I'm coming... I'm coming! just let me get my cloak on." Panted Aimdemort,
"I'll take that as a no then!" snarled Mamdemort.
"Oh shut up or I'll put the cruciatus curse on you!" threatened Aimdemort evilly.
"Oppungo!" Shouted Mamdemort.
"All right that's it, crucio!" cursed Aimdemort,
"aaarrrggghhh!" Mamdemort yelped.
"Bet you didn't like that one now did you Mamie?"
(Mamdemort and Aimdemort call each other Aimee and Mamie for short)
"Crucio!" screeched Mamie,
"aaarrrggghhh!" groaned Aimee "pr…pr…pro ttt.. ego," a small silver shield erupted from her wand but it wasn't enough as Mamie had a knack for this curse.
Two hours later they mastered their fast new broomsticks.
"Come on!" called Aimdemort, "we need go to Diagon Alley."
Just a few seconds later they arrived at Diagon Alley, (you see Aimee and Mamie can apparate) they walked to a bench and sat down reading their shopping list.
There were a lot of flying things on the list as Mamie was trying to learn how to fly without a broom while Aimee can already do it. On their way to the potion shop for ingredients they heard some sort of noise coming from somewhere around Diagon Alley. They stopped dead in their tracks thinking what could make such a weird yet such a familiar noise? They turned the corner to where the noise was coming from… All they could see was the blurred outline of a shadowy figure. Next thing they knew the shadowy figure was too close to them and they felt a sharp cold hand dig painfully into their shoulders. They had only ever felt a hand this cold before at home. They suddenly came to a halt and stopped themselves being dragged by this figure, realizing who it must be. The noise, (a flying noise they know because they heard it just a few hours ago). The cold hand was like the ice-cold blood he had pulsing in his blue veins. What was he doing in Diagon Alley under the concealment charm?
They let their Father drag them into a hidden room Aimee and Mamie had made (and only The Riddles could see). He had taken off the concealment charm and seemed wildly impressed by something. "I'm so proud of you two," their Father's high pitched squeak of a voice said. A devilish grin had spread across his face.
As Mamdemort spoke her voice seemed so plain it sounded deep compared to their Fathers,
"I don't understand, what did we do to make you show yourself in Diagon Alley? Must be real important or you wouldn't have taken a chance at being locked up!" Mamdemort retorted to him aggressively.
He stared at her obviously if he had a normal nose his nostrils would be flaring. "Well the thing you two did was lock exactly 15 people in our dungeons!" he said looking at Aimdemort because she had done the bad deed she smiled an evil sort of smile, but it faded a slight bit as he looked away to face the taller one of the twins, Mamdemort, and said, "you successfully brewed enough potion to turn these pure- bloods into death eaters!" and with the last word a smile spread across his face not one you would normally want to see from a parent. Mamdemort rolled her eyes she didn't see why he wanted followers when if anyone sees the new marks on their arms they will know Voldemort has returned.
"I have news for you, come home and come back here for a longer list." Voldemort said with a prideful smirk.
"Can't you tell us now?" Aimdemort asked.
He glared at her an evil glare that clearly meant the matter had been closed.