Chapter 1: The Very Beginning
A/N: This is only my second fanfic and my first I sorta gave up on but this one I will not. I haven't started on the second chapter yet but I will soon. I just wanted to get this posted to see how y'all would take to it. Also in regards to my other story, I hope to eventually go back to it. You are all free to give me ideas about both.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you recognize from the Harry Potter series.
It was October 31st of 1981, the whole of the wizarding world were celebrating the fall of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Well everyone except for his followers, that is. They were celebrating as well but for a completely different reason. See, they were celebrating because their Lord had pulled off his brilliant plan perfectly. While everyone thought he was dead, he was sitting at home with his wife Rosaline, and holding his one year old daughter Maia. None of his followers, including his wife, knew the real reason why he decided to fake his death, that he did it for his daughter, his pride and joy.
If you were to ask anyone in the world (the wizarding world that is) about Lord Voldemort, they would say that he is a sadistic son of a bitch who was after Blood Supremacy. Frankly that is not true. Yes, he does want Blood Supremacy but he is not a sadistic son of a bitch. He may have started out that way, but it lessened when he met and eventually married his beautiful wife, but the very moment he held his daughter for the first time it was no longer true. Now he just wants a better world for her to love in.
Lord Voldemort wasn't his real name of course, it was one that he invented because he hated his birth name. He was named after his filthy muggle father Tom Riddle. Even though he hates his name, he insists that his family and friends call him Tom.
Anyone who has seen Tom would say that he was an old, ugly, almost snake-looking man. They are wrong. Tom is actually a very handsome man, with short dark brown, almost black hair and dark blue eyes. He is actually very tall, standing at 6'6", he has a slim but strong build. He liked what everyone thought of him, though he made it easy for them, what with wearing a glamour charm.
His wife, Rosaline Granger-Riddle, was a beauty all her own. She has shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair and beautiful brown eyes. Though she stands almost a foot shorter than her husband, at 5'7" with a slim and slender build, she could still command as much power and attention as him. Even though Rosaline was a Pureblood, her maiden name, Granger, wasn't a very well known Pureblood name. That was a blessing for her because she could go out in public with her daughter and no one would know she was married to the Dark Lord.
Ten years later, Maia Riddle was outside playing with her two best friends, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini, when an owl arrived carrying three letters. One addressed to Draco, one for Blaise and one for a Miss Hermione Granger. The boys each grabbed their letters while Maia grabbed the third.
Draco was a small boy with platinum blond hair that he liked to slick back to give him a more sophisticated look. He also had silvery-grey eyes and pointed facial features. His family was also the most prominent of Purebloods and his family was well respected. Blaise was a small boy as well but with practically black hair that was cut short. He had dark brown eyes as well. His family was of Italian descent, and were also well respected and prominent Pureblood family. Maia was very short for her age. She had long, curly dark brown hair like her father and brown eyes like her mother. Even though she always hung out with boys, she was still very girly and liked to dress up. Whenever Maia had to leave the house, her parents would put a glamour charm on her. All it did was lighten her hair color and made it curlier and frizzy. She was eventually taught the spell with her parents wands, so she could perform it herself at school.
"I hate this. Why do I have to go to Hogwarts as someone else?" asked Maia, very unhappy with her fathers plan. "I know Harry Potter needs to be stopped but why me?"
"Because, my Mia," said her father, having overheard her complaining, "no one can know that I have a family. If they did then everyone would be mean to you and I can't have people being mean to my little Princess, can I?"
"No, I guess not Daddy, but why do I have to pretend to be a stupid Mudblood?"
"That way they will never suspect who you truly are."
A few days later Maia went to get her school supplies with Blaise and Draco. They each wanted to go to a different shop first. Blaise wanted to get their robes first, Draco wanted to visit the Apothecary first, and Maia wanted to visit Flourish and Blotts. The trio eventually decided to go to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions first, then to Eeylops Owl Emporium, Ollivander's, the Apothecary and lastly Flourish and Blotts. The book store was last due to the fact that the boys knew Maia would want to spend hours in there.
They went into Madam Malkin's to get their robes fitted for school. She was a small woman with a big smile.
"Are you three here for Hogwarts?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am, we are. My name is Ma- er, I mean Hermione, this is Blaise and that's Draco." Said Maia, pointing at the boys as she introduced them.
"Alright dearies, right this way." She said, leading them to the back for their fitting.
Both Maia and Blaise were done before Draco so they went to get ice cream while they waited. It was almost half an hour later when Draco was done.
"You will never believe what just happened." He said, "After you two left, this scrawny boy came in for his robes. I was talking to him about Hogwarts when this big oaf knocked on the window holding a couple of ice cream cones. The kid was here with that oaf, said the oafs name was Hagrid and the gamekeeper at Hogwarts."
"Really?" Said Blaise, "why was he with that!?"
"Well apparently his parents are dead," said Draco, "so maybe he's one of us."
"Who knows. But you said both of his parents were dead right Draco?" Maia said, clearly trying to figure something out.
"Yes, why?"
"Just thinking through something. What did you say he looked like?"
"Well he was really scrawny, with black wild hair and bright green eyes with glasses. I also think I may have seen a scar on his head, under his hair."
"Maybe you saw Potter, Draco." Interjected Blaise.
"That is very possible Blaise. Though Draco, next time you see him, you definitely have to make it so he never wants to be your friend." Said Maia.
"Don't worry Mi, I know."
"Yeah Mi, he knows." Mimicked Blaise.
Maia hit Blaise on the arm saying, " Shut it Blaise, you know only Dray gets to call me that."
"Yup, and only she gets to call me Dray so don't get any ideas mate."
"Don't worry I know all about the pet names you two have for each other. Though we should get in with out shopping, it's starting to get late."
So they continued on with their shopping, hoping for the start of the school year to come so they can start their mission.
A/N: So that was the first chapter everybody. I already have a question for y'all as well. I want to make this as accurate to the books as possible but also with my twist on it, so I was wondering if I should sorta speed my way through years 1-5, like just 2 or 3 chapters per year, til I hit year 6 and really start entering my own ideas or should I take it slow and try to give y'all the feel of every year?
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