Chapter 1
The Birth of an Heir
Tom Marvolo Riddle sat in his personal study, hand in his soft, brown hair. His wife Rosaline had very recently gone into labour only a few hours before. That was at midnight, it was now 7am. Tom was beginning to worry, not only was his wife at risk so was his child. Unknown to him, a midwife approached the door for his study raising her hand nervous to knock.
"Come in," Tom frantically and nervously said. The midwife approached the Heir of Slytherin and spoke.
"My Lord, your wife has successfully given birth. She wishes you to come immediately to see the child." Tom smirked as the midwife shook with fear. He waved her away and immediately exiting the study to head to the master bedroom. He ran past moving paintings and photographs of himself and Rosaline smiling and hugging. As he grew closer high pitched wails grew louder. He turned into his room and was greeted with the most wondrous sight he had ever seen. Rosaline in her nightgown sweaty hair covering her forehead, holding a wriggling bundle in her arms.
"Tom, come meet your daughter." Rosaline was the only one permitted to call him Tom, even his most loyal followers still had to call him Lord. The realisation that Rosaline was holding his child made him rush to his wife's side, eager to witness the sight of his child face for the first time. The baby laid in an emerald green blanket, wound tightly around her little body so only her face was visible through the small gap.
"She is beautiful, isn't she Rosaline?" Tom asked politely.
"Yes she is Tom." Rosaline replied. Tom reached slowly to his daughter's face to delicately touch her cheeks. The baby opened her eyes to reveal milky and clouded emerald eyes. As her pupil's laid on her father for the first time she giggled. Waving her hands around trying to grab anything available in her reach, her arms managed to grab Tom's finger. She placed his finger into her mouth and began to suck on it. The two parents proudly held their child together. To both Tom and Rosaline nothing could ruin the moment until Tom looked closer at his daughter's eyes. They should not be cloudy or milky.
"Med Witch, why is my daughter's eyes cloudy?" Tom demanded sternly. The Med Witch looked around nervously before directly at Tom.
"I apologise my Lord, there was nothing any of us could do but…your daughter has been born blind. I believe you may be able to do something about it." The Med Witch's voice shook. Tom thought of this dilemma however it was said blindness made a witch or wizard stronger.
"Tom. Look." He turned to see Rosaline gazing at their child who was smiling happily, it was clear she was a happy child. She was a child who shouldn't feel sadness, who shouldn't feel the worries or hate of life. Tom believed that his daughter could live with her blindness as a gift, not a curse. She could use it to her advantage, she was a Riddle after all.
"No, my little Adeline will the strongest witch of the age." Tom said, stroking Adeline's head softly. Rosaline smiled gently at the pair. Nagini entered through the door, left opened from the Med Witch's exit. The magnificent serpent smelt a new scent, a new human scent.
"Nagini, come meet my heir and daughter, your new gift to protect. Little Adeline." As the giant snake slithered onto the bed, the family of three watched her approaching. Adeline smiled, an amazing feat for someone only a few hours old, as the mighty python lowered her head and flickered her tongue in and out of her mouth to catch Adeline's scent. Raising her hands, the child wrapped her arms around the snake's body and pulled her into a hug. The sight of the innocent child hugging the most dangerous serpent known to muggle and wizard-kind alike, made Tom and Rosaline smile.
"She is our new treasure, ours to care for Rosaline." Tom smiled lovingly at his wife and daughter.
"I know Tom." Rosaline was proud, she was now not only the wife of Lord Voldemort. She was now the bearer of the Heir of Slytherin. Adeline was now the Dark Princess.
