Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER! OR THE PLOTS IN THE BOOKS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! They all belong to the smart, beautiful, wonderful, writer known as J.K. Rowling. Good...hopefully now that I have given her compliments she won't come after me with a lawsuit...I also don't own Goshien or Sphen. They were created by two of my best friends. I created Sarah Riddle so I can say that I do own her...I also own Marie Riddle, Conor Riddle and Riley Riddle...I can show you the receipts if you like...
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban: featuring Sarah, Goshien and Sphen.
A/N: If you find any errors in spelling or grammar would you please tell me. It would be greatly appreciated. And I originally wrote this chapter about 4 years ago...but I updated it with new jokes and better vocabulary...it was the first fanfiction I ever wrote...so please be gentle...but tell the truth...you hate it...fine...then don't read...love it that's great too...hopefully you'll keep reading...And just to let you know every chapter switched view points. It goes between Sarah, Goshien, Sphen and also Harry himself too. Now be warned. It follows the plot of Prisoner of Azkaban. But I am hoping that there are enough changes and different view points that it won't be too boring.
Chapter 1: Sarah Riddle
In every neighborhood there is always a house that everyone believes is haunted. It is usually a house with peeling paint and loose shutters. The garden is always unkept and no laughter is ever heard within its walls. Only adults could remember a time when the house was full of action; with people coming and going all hours of the day but now the house barely looks lived in. This is what most people thought of the Riddle Manor when they passed by it. The residents never knew though that a family of wizards lived there. But to Sarah Riddle it was simply the place she wish she didn't have to call home.
Ever since she was a child she was the different one in her family. The only person that really showed any interest in her was her adoptive sister Goshien. She had lived with the Riddles ever since her mother died and her father disappeared. She was there when Sarah found out a truth about her family. A truth her family was desperately trying to keep from her. One day when Sarah and Goshien were four years old they were in Sarah's father's study reading about the Dark Arts which is what they usually did.
Sarah was reading a book called "The Dark Lords of the Twentieth Century'. In this book was about all the Dark Lords and what they had done to become one. In it Sarah read about a wizard named Lord Voldemort and how he was one of the most fearsome Dark Lord's ever to live. It told about his uprising but said nothing about his years before that. She kept reading; horrified with the things he had done to innocent people. Then she came to the passage about Harry Potter.
"Goshien come here," said Sarah in an urgent voice.
"Oh what now?" said Goshien.
"Do you remember when my mum was telling us about my dad?"
Sarah asked her.
"Yeah," said Goshien.
"Do you remember the name of the wizard that was after him?" asked Sarah.
"Yeah it was um...Harry...or was it Harold...No I think it was Harry...Harry Potter. " said Goshien. "Why?"
Something's not right here...thought Sarah. Her mother had told her that her father had died fighting a powerful wizard by the name of Harry Potter who was evil and had tried to kill her family. But this book says that Potter was only a baby...and that this Voldemort guy tried to kill him...
"Come on Goshien...we have to talk to mum." said Sarah as she stood up and left the study.
Sarah found her mother doing the laundry.
"Mum I need to talk to you," said Sarah.
"Not now Sarah I'm busy," she said.
"No, now mum," said Sarah.
"What do you want?" she said.
"It's about dad." said Sarah.
"I've already told you about your father,"
"Was his name Voldemort?" asked Sarah.
Sarah's mum dropped the laundry basket. She stared at her daughter with wide eyes. "How do you know that name?" she said.
"I found it in this book. Dad didn't die fighting Harry Potter because he was only a baby when dad died. What really happened?"
"Sarah that's ridiculous...the book was obviously written by a crack." said Sarah's mother.
"But it said it happened on Halloween 1981... mum I can do math that was only like three years ago...and you said dad died when I was one years old or so...it fits Mum! What really happened?" said Sarah.
Her mother looked at her. "You want to know...fine...I knew you'd find out sooner or later...Your father is Lord Voldemort. Some wouldn't recognize him from what he used to be called. At school he was Tom Riddle and he was brilliant. Your father tried to take over the Wizarding World about a decade ago but he had been planning to for many more. He was almost successful too. Except a boy by the name of Harry Potter stopped him. Your father was worried about him for some reason but I don't know why so don't ask. On Halloween 1981 he went to the Potters home and killed the parents of the boy but when he went to kill the boy something backfired and the spell hit your father instead. But he didn't die. He always said he had taken safeguards against it. My guess is he's somewhere between life and death now." she said.
"So dad is this evil Dark Lord in the book." said Sarah.
"Yes," said her mother.
"Mum you said that I am training to be like him. I am like his heir...or something." said Sarah.
"Yes," said her mother.
"Why can't Conor or Riley be his heir?" asked Sarah. Conor and Riley were Sarah's older brothers.
"You look very much like your father and you have his abilities. You're brothers don't possess those qualities. You father wants you to follow in his footsteps."
"But I don't want to hurt people. I don't want to ...kill. I won't do it!" said Sarah.
"You don't know what you're saying you're only four years old. You don't understand what you're being offered. Power, prestige, respect...you would be treated like a Queen. You would have people who serve you." said her mother.
"I don't want that." said Sarah. "Not if I have to kill people just to get it."
"You'll be your fathers daughter whether you like it or not!" said her mother reprimanding her daughter for going against her father's wishes.
"You can't make me do anything!" said Sarah. Her mother grabbed her arm but let go of it immediately. Sarah had somehow caused her mothers hand to burn at her touch.
Sarah ran to her room with Goshien behind her.
"Sarah you don't have to be like him. In fact your lucky I'm here because I wouldn't want to do those things either." said Goshien to Sarah while she cried on her bed.
From that day on a war began at the Riddle home.
Almost nine years have passed since that day. And now Sarah and Goshien, who just turned thirteen, are to start their first day at Hogwarts. For the past two years they had been going to Durmstrang but Sarah in her second year wanted out. She wrote Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster at Hogwarts, and asked him...okay begged him...to get them out of Durmstrang. He replied by sending them Hogwarts letters this summer.
When Sarah awoke she looked out of her window which was the only clean one in the house.
Raining again...I hate the weather. she thought to herself.
Sarah looked over and saw Goshien sitting indian-style on her bed. Well she wasn't exactly sitting on it. She was floating three inches above it. Goshien looked normal as long as you didn't look too hard. She had purplish black eyes with straight black hair that fell to a couple of inches below her shoulders. If you looked closely though you saw more, Goshien had a silver tail the length of about a belt. That tail had come in handy a few times when the two had scared Draco.
A loud banging brought Sarah out of her daydream. It was her mother. Sarah's mother stuck her head in the room. "Wake up!" was all she said, but Sarah long ago had stopped hoping her mother would say, "Good morning" or "Hello" when she stuck her head in like that. When her mother slammed the door a picture fell, breaking Goshien's concentration and she fell with a loud thump on her bed.
"You would think your mother would know not to do that when I'm meditating." she said rubbing her bottom.
"Are you crazy? The only reason my mother even wakes us up is to tell me how I'm a disappointment to the family." said Sarah.
Goshien laughed. "That doesn't matter anymore. We're going to Hogwarts today,"
"That is the only thing stopping me from torching this place," said Sarah.
After Sarah and Goshien had gotten dressed they headed downstairs. Sarah's brother's Conor and Riley were sitting at the table. They didn't live there but they always seemed to be around. Both of Sarah's brothers looked like their mother. They both had blue eyes and red hair. On the other hand Sarah looked like no one in her family except for her father. She had long black hair that was usually in a braid. She did share her brothers blue eyes though but that's where the similarities ended. Sarah had long fingers and a long face that was not quite her fathers but enough to make the Wizarding World think she was just like her father. Sarah also shared her father's powerful abilities. She could tell when people where lying to her and she had amazing observational powers.
When she sat down to the table her brothers were talking about the Ministry.
"The Ministry is looking night and day for Black because he was in cohoots with father," said Conor in his I- know- more- than- you- voice.
Her mother and brothers laughed.
"Well what can you expect from a Ministry who allows Mudbloods into our world." said Riley.
Most of the conversations that took place in the house made Sarah and Goshien angry...and disgusted.
"Well you know how that man thinks. He believes anyone can be let into Hogwarts." said Sarah's mother.
"Dumbledore is a great wizard...unlike some in this family." said Sarah.
All three Riddles looked at Sarah like she was an alien from Mars or something. Goshien meanwhile was holding back her laughter.
Her mother, Marie Riddle, stood. "How dare you speak that name in this house! If only your father could see you now."
"Yeah well he can't because he is no more than smoke these days right." said Sarah.
"Now you've done it. If I remember correctly you two have to be at King's Cross Station today by eleven. Well I could just let time slip my mind and forget to take you." her mother said.
Sarah tilted her chair back, put her feet up on the table and put her hands behind her head. "You could do that but then Dumbledore himself would show up and I don't think you would like that. Although I wouldn't mind seeing it."
Marie's hand twitched toward her wand. Sarah tensed but then Marie said, "Hurry up and eat. I have better things to do than take you two to
Hogwarts."
So after Breakfast, Sarah and Goshien went back upstairs and double checked they had everything. So when ten thirty came they were downstairs in front of the chimney. They were going to use Floo-Powder to get to the station.
"Let's get this over with," said Sarah's mother.
"You read my mind," said Sarah.
Two seconds later Sarah and Goshien were standing in King's Cross Station.
