"Elizabeta!" My father shouted. Oh what did the old snake want this time?
"Coming father!" I shouted back. I turned back to the mirror on Draco's door and applied my eyeliner and deep red lipstick. "Draco? How do I look?" I asked the boy I was sharing a room with. My black gown flowed to the floor. "Like the beautiful Elizabeta Amelia Riddle, the Dark Lord's daughter, my lady." He said as he stood up from his bed. I smiled. I opened the door to see a great, big, dirty snake. "Your father awaits you my lady." The snake hissed gently.
"Thank you Nagini." I hissed back.
"It still freaks me out when you do that, Elizabeta." Draco shuddered. I smiled again. I really liked Draco, ever since my father came back he has been there for me, even though I am a Gryffindor and he is a Slytherin. "Do what, snake?"
"Talk Parseltounge, lion."
"Oh that, well if I need to talk to Nagini then I need to talk snake language don't I?" I retorted. "Oh and you should probably come to the meeting." I called to him as I walked down the hall. I heard Draco's foot steps behind me and smiled.
"You wanted to see me my lord?" I asked as I took my seat next to my father in the Malfoy's dining room. He sat at the head of the table. Lord Voldemort. It was hard to believe he was related to me. This red eyed, snake like man had once looked exactly like me but in male form. Apart from the eyes. His eyes had not been blue. His had been brown. Mine were the brightest blue in the world. His hair used to be chocolate brown like mine and his skin used to be fair. Now he has no hair and looks like a human-snake hybrid. So I call him the old snake behind his back. "Ah yes, my daughter. I trust you know all of my followers." I looked around. On the other side of my dad was Bellatrix. On my other side was Draco and his family. "Yes father, dear Bellatrix who likes to play with her food before she eats it," for some reason, she looked shocked at this. "And the traitor Wormtail." I said with a smile. Keeping up pretence is hard but fun. "Yes the rest of them are here too. Yaxley, Dolohv, ah Professor Snape. Still spying on Dumbledore I take it?"
"Yes Miss Riddle." I looked into those cold, black eyes and they looked back at me.
"Elizabeta, I want you to get close to Harry Potter. You are in his house at Hogwarts. Taking after your mother though you are still the heir of Slytherin. Tell us, how did you get into Gryffindor?" I froze.
"As you said, taking after mother, I barley knew about you since you had been gone eleven years. I don't think my abilities had shown themselves yet so, Gryffindor it was." I looked at Draco. He was looking at me. His sleek, pale blond hair shone. His pink lips were pressed in a tight line. His grey blue eyes sparked in the light of the chandelier. Draco nodded slightly and I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked at my father again and felt Draco's hand squeeze mine under the table for reassurance only. We were just friends. Father was talking to his Death eaters. I wasn't paying attention. I just imagined going back to Hogwarts and, somehow, following my father's orders while helping the Order of the Phoenix. Yes, that's right. I, Elizabeta Amelia Riddle daughter of the dark lord, helped the Order of the Phoenix get rid of my dearest father. I can't wait until I am rid of him. Good job school starts tomorrow. I might get to sit with Harry on the train.