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All I felt was numb. I couldn't even cry anymore. My parents were dead, what was I supposed to feel? And do you know what made it worse? It was the person who killed them that stung the most.

The fact that my best friend killed my parents was a nightmare that was real. I was standing there when he did it. And now I'm at their funeral, remembering the parents I never got to say goodbye to.

****FLASHBACK****

"Harry what are we doing at my house?" I asked confused. "Hermione your parents are being possessed. They are helping the enemy, so they must be dealt with." he explained slowly. Being the smart witch that I was, I knew what he was going to do.

I saw him running into the house and sprinted after him, taking them two at a time. But when I reached them it was too late, I saw the blinding green flash and screamed a blood-curdling scream.

Harry approached me but I screamed at him, "Stay away from me you...you murder." He was shocked and hurt at what I called him, but I didn't care. "Hermione, it was for the good of the mission," he explained feebly..

"No Harry. We could have done this mission without killing my parents!" I screamed. "Harry, I can't help you on this mission anymore. I cannot be around the man that killed my family. As far as I'm concerned, you're just as bad as the enemy."

I stormed down the stairs and out the door. I walked down an alley with Harry running behind me. I came to the dead end and apperated, arriving in muggle London.

*****END OF FLASHBACK****

I barely noticed the people giving their condolences, but they were muggles, they thought my parents had died of a stroke or something. Oh how oblivious those muggles can be. When the funeral ended I returned to muggle London.

I wandered the streets aimlessly until I came across the leaky cauldron. I sat at the bar, drowning my sorrow and anger on firewhiskey, when I saw the familiar black cloaks billowing in from Diagon Alley. Before I knew it, the familiarly annoying voice of Draco Malfoy was whispering in my ear.

"Well well, if it isn't Mudblood Granger. How's Potty and the Weasley king?" he asked snidely. I saw red. "Don't mention them...them bastards!" I hissed. Draco recoiled at the menacing tone I my voice.

"What did they do?" he stuttered. "They killed my parents. After almost eight years of friendship they betrayed me." I said bitterly. That fearful look appeared in his eyes again. "I...I think you need to come with me Granger," he said quietly. "Why?" I asked boldly. "You just do!" he growled.

He grabbed my hand and apperated away. When we finally came back to earth, I saw our destination; Malfoy Manor. It had large wroth iron gates and towering hedges in front of it.

Malfoy stepped up to the gate and pressed his wand to it. The gates opened and we walked down the drive, with Albino Peacocks walked beside us. Though I wouldn't say it to Malfoy, they were very beautiful creatures.

We got to the door and Bellatrix Lestrange opened it. "Well Draco, I see you caught the know it all Mudblood. Can I be the first to torture her?" she said gleefully. "I need to speak to the Dark Lord immediately. In the mean time nobody is to touch Granger, understood?" he barked. They nodded, albeit reluctantly, and he brought me into the house.

He took me up numerous flights of stairs until we reached a large black door. He opened it and showed me into the large bedroom. "Right Granger, this is my bedroom. Do not leave this room until I come back understood?" He said. I nodded and he left me alone, locking the door as he left.

I looked around the room. It was quite impressive with the large bed and pool sized bath, though again, I would never tell Malfoy that. As I trailed my hand along the black silky sheets, Draco came back.

"Never seen anything like it have you?" he said smugly. I glared daggers at him and he recoiled. Now it was my turn to smirk smugly. "Well hurry on, the Dark Lord doesn't like to be kept waiting. I gave him another icy glare as I left the room.

Draco lead me down a long hall lined with creepy paintings. We came to a stop outside a large door and he opened it for me to enter. "Are you going in or what?" he asked impatiently. I sneered at him but walked in anyway.

I sat at the far end of the large table, as far away from the Dark Lord as possible. To be honest he creeped me out. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you my dear," he said in his cold tone. I just sat there, staring at him. "Draco you may wait outside for her." he ordered. Draco walked out the door and shut it quietly.

I just stared at the man in front of me. His eyes were mere slits of red, strange and dangerous. He really was quite a frightening sight. "What makes you angry my dear?" he asked. I knew the answer without even thinking about it. I felt the hate burn inside me and two words was all I had to say to express that feeling. "Harry Potter."

He smiled a malicious smile. "And why do you hate him?" he questioned. My blood boiled to an unhealthy temperature. "He killed my parents." I snarled maliciously. "Do you want to know something? I know you have a thirst for knowledge, much like myself." he said.

I nodded. I did want to know what he had to say. It could possibly help me greatly in my quest for revenge. "You see, you are not who you think you are. You are not a muggleborn. You are in fact the polar opposite. You are a pureblood. The daughter of the most powerful wizard in the world, my daughter." he explained. I was frozen with shock.

But he still continued, "That's not the only thing. Your mother was a powerful witch. She was the heir of Ravenclaw. She had immense intelligence and she was mesmerisingly beautiful. I instantly fell for her.

We left Hogwarts, got married and she got pregnant with you a few months later. We were both excited as we knew we would have a very powerful child. She would be intelligent and cunning, the traits of Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

You were born in the middle of the first war. It was dangerous for you. Though we didn't want to, we had to leave you with the muggles for your safety. A few days before I was defeated, your mother was murdered. By none other than James Potter".

I was shocked. A) I was the Dark Lords daughter, and B) James Potter had killed my mother. My head was pounding with the anger I was feeling toward the Potter family. "What was her name?" I asked quietly. "Her name was Anastasia Corvus," he said wistfully.

I pondered this for a moment. I had a million questions running through her head but I didn't know how to say them. "If I'm your daughter then what's my real name?" I asked after a long silence. "Isabella Anastasia Riddle. Bella for short," he said. I processed this information before asking another question, "If I'm the heir of Slytherin does that mean I can talk to snakes?" He laughed and clasped his fingers together.

"Why don't we test it?" he said. He called Nagini in and she slithered onto the table. She turned to me and came towards me slowly. I didn't even flinch, I knew she wouldn't hurt me. "Well Bella, talk to her," prompted Voldemort. I slowly spoke to the snake. "Hello?" To my utter surprise the snake replied, "I have waited ssso long to sssee you again mistress"

I petted the snakes head fondly. "May I leave Father?" I asked. "You may leave once I raise the glamour charm," he said. He recited the incantation and I felt a a feeling like ice running through my veins. "Look in the mirror dear," he said proudly. I looked in the mirror in my fathers study and gasped.

I had gone from bushy brown hair to straight black hair, splotchy skin to pale skin, from chubby cheeks to high cheekbones and I had steely grey eyes that demanded respect. The perfect Slytherin. I turned to my father and smirked. "Thank you father." I said curtly. I walked to the door and opened it, Draco looking up when he heard the door open.

"Who are you?" he asked, glancing me up and down. "I am Isabella Anastasia Riddle. Daughter of the Dark Lord and the heir to both Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Which means I am more powerful then you," I stated haughtily. I walked up the stairs in front of him and knew he was staring at my ass. We walked in silence and went our separate ways at the top of the stairs.

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