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15 years ago…..
"How could you do this, Jeff?!" said Tom, "she's a Potter!"
"I don't care if she's a Potter, all I know is that I love her. She's my wife, and she's bearing my child, your niece," replied Jeff, pointing to his wife, Miranda Potter, who was 5 months pregnant.
"Do you know how strong this child will be?! She's a mix of Potter and Riddle blood. Riddle's are one of the strongest magical families in the world! She could ruin me if she finds out!"
"What are you going to do?" Miranda said quietly, walking up to Tom.
He looked at her, a mad look coming in his eyes. He smiled an evil smile. "Why kill you all of course!" At that he cast a powerful spell at them, but Jeff and Miranda apparated outside to their car and drove off.
"What are we going to do!?" Miranda asked after catching her breath.
"We'll leave. Go to America, he'll never go looking there."
Present time….
Sade Terran Riddle sat in front of her parent's graves. Her parents had been killed by a follower of her uncle, Tom Riddle, now know as Lord Voldemort or He-Who-Not-Be-Named. She had been able to kill the man, but wasn't able to save her parents. They had told her that if ever anything should happen to them to go to a chest under their bed and there would be instructions as to what to do. Inside the chest was a parchment talking about a good friend of theirs named Albus Dumbledore and to write to him and ask him what to do.
In her hands was a tear stained letter from Dumbledore. It read:
Dear Sade,
I am terribly sorry to hear able your parents. They were wonderful people. My thought is that you should come to live at Hogwarts School in London. I will be your guardian.
Also, it will help you to know that you have a cousin, though I'm sure that you know about him. His name is Harry, and I'm sure that he would be glad as much as you to have a family again.
I will arrange to have someone meet you at the train stop on the 1st of October to help you through the gate.
Please write back with your response.
Signed with love,
Albus Dumbledore
She looked up from the letter. A single tear ran down her left cheek. She stood up.
"Hogwarts here I come."
15 years ago…..
"How could you do this, Jeff?!" said Tom, "she's a Potter!"
"I don't care if she's a Potter, all I know is that I love her. She's my wife, and she's bearing my child, your niece," replied Jeff, pointing to his wife, Miranda Potter, who was 5 months pregnant.
"Do you know how strong this child will be?! She's a mix of Potter and Riddle blood. Riddle's are one of the strongest magical families in the world! She could ruin me if she finds out!"
"What are you going to do?" Miranda said quietly, walking up to Tom.
He looked at her, a mad look coming in his eyes. He smiled an evil smile. "Why kill you all of course!" At that he cast a powerful spell at them, but Jeff and Miranda apparated outside to their car and drove off.
"What are we going to do!?" Miranda asked after catching her breath.
"We'll leave. Go to America, he'll never go looking there."
Present time….
Sade Terran Riddle sat in front of her parent's graves. Her parents had been killed by a follower of her uncle, Tom Riddle, now know as Lord Voldemort or He-Who-Not-Be-Named. She had been able to kill the man, but wasn't able to save her parents. They had told her that if ever anything should happen to them to go to a chest under their bed and there would be instructions as to what to do. Inside the chest was a parchment talking about a good friend of theirs named Albus Dumbledore and to write to him and ask him what to do.
In her hands was a tear stained letter from Dumbledore. It read:
Dear Sade,
I am terribly sorry to hear able your parents. They were wonderful people. My thought is that you should come to live at Hogwarts School in London. I will be your guardian.
Also, it will help you to know that you have a cousin, though I'm sure that you know about him. His name is Harry, and I'm sure that he would be glad as much as you to have a family again.
I will arrange to have someone meet you at the train stop on the 1st of October to help you through the gate.
Please write back with your response.
Signed with love,
Albus Dumbledore
She looked up from the letter. A single tear ran down her left cheek. She stood up.
"Hogwarts here I come."