Prologue
Fifteen year olds Lily Evans… well, not Evans but Peverell, Severus Snape, Sirius Black and Lucius Malfoy gaped at the piece of parchment.
"I-I'm not muggleborn, I'm a pureblood?" Lily yelled. Severus sighed, thankful for the locking and silencing charms they placed around the room. "It seems like your family is a dark one." Severus remarked. "Duh… That's why I'm a Slytherin." Lily answered. "I knew it. You could've never been a mudblood; your magic is too strong." Lucius whispered. "This parent potion is very useful." Sirius stated. The rest of them nodded absent mindedly.
"Yes," Lily hissed. "I'm not a bloody mudblood." Lucius chuckled. "My real name is not Lily Evans… Dumbledore… That bloody bastard! He made the bloody Evans adopt me!" Lily yelled. "My real name is Ciera Peverell and I am a pureblood!" "I don't think the Dark Lord has any followers with that last name." Sirius mentioned.
The rest of them just looked at Sirius weirdly. "What," The Black demanded. "That doesn't matter…" Lily replied. "I'll do it someday anyhow."
"Hey… I just figured it now… We're all distant cousins."
(Time Skip) One Year Later…
Tom Marvelo Riddle, a.k.a. Dark Lord Voldemort stared at the red-headed beauty that entered Knockburn Alley. He continued spying on her and days after he quickly fell in love with the beauty.
Weeks past and he learned from his Death Eater's sons that the beauty's name was Ciera Peverell who was orphaned because Dumbledore killed her parents for the 'greater good' as the manipulative man would say.
(Time Skip) Ciera is now 17.
Ciera seethed in anger. James bloody Potter kept sneering at her and her friends just because they were in Slytherin. She stormed into Knockburn Alley angrily.
"Why hello Ciera," Came a seductive purr.
"Who are you?" Ciera demanded the man who kept his hood up. The man pulled his hood down and Lily gasped. The man had long black hair that reached until the middle of his neck and was styled handsomely yet elegantly. His eyes were crimson… blood red…. Swirls of red… She quickly fell for him. Love at first sight.
"My name is Tom Marvelo Riddle… As you would know more as Lord Voldemort," The man answered.
Ciera stared.
Voldemort smirked and Ciera's anger diminished. She couldn't stay mad. The man was too handsome.
(Time Skip) Years pass…
"Here's your son Tom. His name is Sebastian Zephyr Riddle, godson of Severus Snape." Lily announced to Voldemort dramatically. The baby had emerald green eyes and messy black hair with streaks of red.
"My heir… The Dark Prince." Voldemort smiled.
AN: I'm sorry if it's fast-going, but prologues are easier and faster to make this way, and it sort of gives the story and introduction first before jumping into the main story right away.