Heir to the Throne: Chapter One
((A/N: I got this idea from a HP forum I created called Dark Desires. It's all about Death Eaters. When you join you're actually a death eater. And Voldemort isn't the leader. He passes it on to his daughter, who vows to torture and kill Harry Potter. it's really good. If you'd like to join the link is: http:// darkestdesires.proboards6.com (And leave out the space, I only put it there so the link will appear on the screen. Love Elle xox))
((Disclaimer: I don't own J.K's characters or her ideas. Death Eaters and so on are purely her idea, I'm just manipulating it, hope you enjoy ;). ))
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Plotline: the final battle is approching and Lord Voldemort has decided to allow his Death Eaters, and the rest of the wizarding world, his heir. Who just so happens to be his daughter, Casey Riddle.
Casey meets with a son of a man in her father's inner circle. Will this be a problem for The Dark Lord? And is there something happening with this young man and The Dark Lady?
Read on to see-
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Chap 1:
Casey sat in her room, brushing her hair. It felt so good to be in her father's presence again. To live in his house. And it was fun at nights to sneak down to the village and terrify the villages. But there was always one thing she'd always missed out on. Real friends and a Real education.
All her life she'd always wanted to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Her father had always told her that he'd never make her have to be that close to the goodie-two-shoes scum that was Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Although she would be sorted into Slytherin, she'd be in the same grade as Harry potter.
She dispised Harry Potter. He was the person who had made her live without her father for the past 17 years. She'd always loved her father, but not having him close was devastating. She had grown up without a father. Sure, Potter had to grow up without both his parents, but they knew the risks when they joined the order of the phoenix.
She had been stuck at an orphanage for magical children. Until this last summer, her father had been unable to find her. But now she was with him again. Except it wasn't the same. She still had no mother and her father doesn't have the same love for her now as he used to.
Now his life is consumed with Harry Potter, and killing him. And when he's not thinking about The-Boy-who-lived, he's trying to free his precious followers.
Thinking of this made Casey mad. She lifted her wand hand and flicked it at the wooden chair next to her desk. It was blown to oblivion.
Another good thing about being back with her father was that he had caught her up on all the dark arts she'd missed. And she had learnt wandless magic, it was great to use when taking out your frustration on something. That way she never broke one of her precious french-tipped nails.
There was a knock at the door. Casey was still quite peeved, no her answer can was a sort of snap.
"What?!" She shot at the door.
"Milady, The lord wishes to speak with y-y-you" came the stutter of none other than Peter Petigrew, her father's faithful subject.
"Yes Peter, coming" she called and put down her brush, before getting off the bed and walking out the room.
***
She stood outside her father's study, and knocked.
"Mmmm?" came her father's voice.
She opened the door and entered.
"You wanted to see me Daddy?" she said in a perky voice, with a curtisy.
Her father's high-backed chair swiveled around so Lord Voldemort could see his daughter.
Casey chose to not look at her father, it still hurt to see his face like that. He used to be so handsome, and all thanks to Harry Potter, he looked like that.
"Casey, I've decided that tonight is going to be the night."
"Tonight?" Casey squeaked. "Are you serious Daddy? This is great. Are you sure I'm ready?"
"Casey, you're my daughter, you have to always be ready."
Casey nodded. "Yes Daddy, I'll go get ready."
Tom turned his chair back around. "And tell Petigrew I want to see him in here now!"
"Yes, Daddy" Casey curtisied again and left.
Peter was just outside the door.
Casey hugged him. "Peter guess what?"
"What?" Peter asked, getting excited by the excited look on Casey's face.
"Father says tonights the night."
"Tonight?" Peter asked in an astonished tone. "I guess he wants to see me then?"
Casey nodded and gave him another hug before rushing off towards her room.
***
That night
***
Casey, her father and Peter stood in an unused cemetary. Casey found it quite interesting to look at the graves of people who had died over 300 years ago.
She looked at the grave next to her.
"How did you find this place?" Casey asked, wandering off slightly.
"Casey!" Tom snapped. "The followers will be arriving any moment."
Casey stood p straight. "I'm not a baby, I can tell the time" She shot.
Her father pulled himself up to his full height. Casey walked back over and glared at him.
"You had your chance to baby me, I'm 17 now, relax" she wandered off again, like the stubborn, disobediant teenager girl that was.
Tom puffed with anger. "How do you control that?" He yelled to Peter and walked off in the opposite direction.
Peter knew better than to mention torture, it would be the best way. But he liked Casey and her mother had always been so against violence. So he knew his Lord would never perform a curse of physically hurt her unless life threatening to her or himself.
After five minutes of wandering both Casey and Tom returned. Both glaring at each other, and in sour moods.
Peter sighed, but was forced to bring his attention to the clearing as followers were arriving.
Each apparating then taking their spot in a half circle, across from their master.
Peter stood at Tom's side, Casey slightly hidden behind her father.
She straightened her hood. She was not to wear a mask as the followers were. She, as The Dark Lady, was to stand at her father's side proudly. Letting all know who she was, when she was introduced by her father.
Not long after all the Death Eaters had arrived, at least all that were able to. Some were still locked away in prision cells or on errands for her father.
Tom cleared his throat. "Attention!! My faithful followers, your attention please."
All talking ceased.
"You're all here tonight as I have made my decision on my heir and tonight you will find out who that heir will be."
No one made a noise.
"As you are aware, I, myself, was once married. And yes, I had a child. Although my child was not born a boy, but a girl. Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you, my daughter. Lady Casey" he motioned for Casey to step forward.
Casey did so. All eyes turned to her as she removed her hood and allowed her jet black, blood red streaked hair to fall out of her cape and down her back.
"This is my heir" Boomed her father's voice.
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What did you all think?
The next chapter will be up soon. And this is what to expect:
*Casey meets someone new
*??? and Casey, couple or no?
*The Potter encounter
And
*The final Battle.
Love Elle xox
((A/N: I got this idea from a HP forum I created called Dark Desires. It's all about Death Eaters. When you join you're actually a death eater. And Voldemort isn't the leader. He passes it on to his daughter, who vows to torture and kill Harry Potter. it's really good. If you'd like to join the link is: http:// darkestdesires.proboards6.com (And leave out the space, I only put it there so the link will appear on the screen. Love Elle xox))
((Disclaimer: I don't own J.K's characters or her ideas. Death Eaters and so on are purely her idea, I'm just manipulating it, hope you enjoy ;). ))
---
Plotline: the final battle is approching and Lord Voldemort has decided to allow his Death Eaters, and the rest of the wizarding world, his heir. Who just so happens to be his daughter, Casey Riddle.
Casey meets with a son of a man in her father's inner circle. Will this be a problem for The Dark Lord? And is there something happening with this young man and The Dark Lady?
Read on to see-
---
Chap 1:
Casey sat in her room, brushing her hair. It felt so good to be in her father's presence again. To live in his house. And it was fun at nights to sneak down to the village and terrify the villages. But there was always one thing she'd always missed out on. Real friends and a Real education.
All her life she'd always wanted to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Her father had always told her that he'd never make her have to be that close to the goodie-two-shoes scum that was Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. Although she would be sorted into Slytherin, she'd be in the same grade as Harry potter.
She dispised Harry Potter. He was the person who had made her live without her father for the past 17 years. She'd always loved her father, but not having him close was devastating. She had grown up without a father. Sure, Potter had to grow up without both his parents, but they knew the risks when they joined the order of the phoenix.
She had been stuck at an orphanage for magical children. Until this last summer, her father had been unable to find her. But now she was with him again. Except it wasn't the same. She still had no mother and her father doesn't have the same love for her now as he used to.
Now his life is consumed with Harry Potter, and killing him. And when he's not thinking about The-Boy-who-lived, he's trying to free his precious followers.
Thinking of this made Casey mad. She lifted her wand hand and flicked it at the wooden chair next to her desk. It was blown to oblivion.
Another good thing about being back with her father was that he had caught her up on all the dark arts she'd missed. And she had learnt wandless magic, it was great to use when taking out your frustration on something. That way she never broke one of her precious french-tipped nails.
There was a knock at the door. Casey was still quite peeved, no her answer can was a sort of snap.
"What?!" She shot at the door.
"Milady, The lord wishes to speak with y-y-you" came the stutter of none other than Peter Petigrew, her father's faithful subject.
"Yes Peter, coming" she called and put down her brush, before getting off the bed and walking out the room.
***
She stood outside her father's study, and knocked.
"Mmmm?" came her father's voice.
She opened the door and entered.
"You wanted to see me Daddy?" she said in a perky voice, with a curtisy.
Her father's high-backed chair swiveled around so Lord Voldemort could see his daughter.
Casey chose to not look at her father, it still hurt to see his face like that. He used to be so handsome, and all thanks to Harry Potter, he looked like that.
"Casey, I've decided that tonight is going to be the night."
"Tonight?" Casey squeaked. "Are you serious Daddy? This is great. Are you sure I'm ready?"
"Casey, you're my daughter, you have to always be ready."
Casey nodded. "Yes Daddy, I'll go get ready."
Tom turned his chair back around. "And tell Petigrew I want to see him in here now!"
"Yes, Daddy" Casey curtisied again and left.
Peter was just outside the door.
Casey hugged him. "Peter guess what?"
"What?" Peter asked, getting excited by the excited look on Casey's face.
"Father says tonights the night."
"Tonight?" Peter asked in an astonished tone. "I guess he wants to see me then?"
Casey nodded and gave him another hug before rushing off towards her room.
***
That night
***
Casey, her father and Peter stood in an unused cemetary. Casey found it quite interesting to look at the graves of people who had died over 300 years ago.
She looked at the grave next to her.
"How did you find this place?" Casey asked, wandering off slightly.
"Casey!" Tom snapped. "The followers will be arriving any moment."
Casey stood p straight. "I'm not a baby, I can tell the time" She shot.
Her father pulled himself up to his full height. Casey walked back over and glared at him.
"You had your chance to baby me, I'm 17 now, relax" she wandered off again, like the stubborn, disobediant teenager girl that was.
Tom puffed with anger. "How do you control that?" He yelled to Peter and walked off in the opposite direction.
Peter knew better than to mention torture, it would be the best way. But he liked Casey and her mother had always been so against violence. So he knew his Lord would never perform a curse of physically hurt her unless life threatening to her or himself.
After five minutes of wandering both Casey and Tom returned. Both glaring at each other, and in sour moods.
Peter sighed, but was forced to bring his attention to the clearing as followers were arriving.
Each apparating then taking their spot in a half circle, across from their master.
Peter stood at Tom's side, Casey slightly hidden behind her father.
She straightened her hood. She was not to wear a mask as the followers were. She, as The Dark Lady, was to stand at her father's side proudly. Letting all know who she was, when she was introduced by her father.
Not long after all the Death Eaters had arrived, at least all that were able to. Some were still locked away in prision cells or on errands for her father.
Tom cleared his throat. "Attention!! My faithful followers, your attention please."
All talking ceased.
"You're all here tonight as I have made my decision on my heir and tonight you will find out who that heir will be."
No one made a noise.
"As you are aware, I, myself, was once married. And yes, I had a child. Although my child was not born a boy, but a girl. Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you, my daughter. Lady Casey" he motioned for Casey to step forward.
Casey did so. All eyes turned to her as she removed her hood and allowed her jet black, blood red streaked hair to fall out of her cape and down her back.
"This is my heir" Boomed her father's voice.
----
What did you all think?
The next chapter will be up soon. And this is what to expect:
*Casey meets someone new
*??? and Casey, couple or no?
*The Potter encounter
And
*The final Battle.
Love Elle xox
