Overview- Echo Riddle is a young girl, also the Dark Lady a.k.a daughter of Tom Riddle. She's cheeky, cunning, elegant and deadly. This is her story.
Facts- She goes by Echo Black at Hogwarts, Bellatrix is her godmother, her godfather remains unknown to you for the moment :P She has a distinct hate for Malfoy men. Nobody except for Bellatrix and her husband, also Narcissa and of course Voldemort know of her true lineage. Only 3 mentioned above death eaters know that Voldemort actually has a daughter.
Reviews- Please I do love to hear them, flames or whatever I don't care. I've not actually written a whole fic yet and that's what im hoping for this one :
Oh yeah, and I don't own anyone but Echo, she is all mine.
Prologue
"Please, Miss Black, do tell me why you felt the urge to break Mr Malfoy's nose?" Snape looked at her angrily. "Well you see Professor, he decided to try and make me feel inferior to him and I didn't think that was something I should stand for. And after-all first impressions last, and I didn't want to look weak now did I?" Echo replied sweetly. "Miss Black you are very lucky we didn't contact your parents about this." Professor Snape looked down at her. "As if you could." She muttered. "Oh I have my ways Miss Black. Or should I say Lestrange?" Snape asked sarcastically. "I may be half Lestrange but it was decided that a proper heir was needed for the Black legacy that is why I am a Black and not a Lestrange. Not that it is ANY of your business sir." Echo said hotly a calm look of fury painted her face. 'Oh I am good. He doesn't even realise that I'm faking this all!' She thought to herself in glee. "Miss Black I expect you to return to the feast peacefully and be at my office tomorrow morning so that I can think up a proper punishment." Snape looked furious, Echo did all she could to not laugh.
"Oh but sir, wouldn't I have to know the way there?" She looked so innocent.