Intro/Chapter 1
I know it's a short chapter but deal with it. The next ones will be much longer. Trust me.
"Xandria please. Just come with me. We have a chance of living if we flee from this place." Lucius Malfoy's eyes starred hard into mine as I saw that all the pleading was sincere. This man really did want me to come with him, go away with him and his family to safety. If only his wife knew the reasons as to my existence within their little pretend family. If only she knew that the reason this man wanted me to come with them is because he loved me with a burning passion that would rival Severus Snape's love for Lily Evans. As I looked into Lucius' eyes I knew that I wanted to go with him. My alliances were too strong though. The dark lord was weak and he needed everyone loyal to him at his side. I, like Bellatrix, would stay loyal to the end. "I'm sorry Lucius. I can't. I belong here. Go… take your family and go." Lucius had had a hold of my hand the entire time and I hadn't noticed it until now when he let go. A pain in my heart raced quickly and went down to my hand, grabbing his arm just as he turned to leave and pulled him close to me giving him a quick passionate kiss. A tear slid down my cheek as I whispered "Go." To him and watched him turn and run after his family across the bridge away from Hogwarts.
That was the last time I spoke to Lucius since the downfall of our dark lord. With the last name of Riddle it was the smartest thing for me to just disappear off the face of the earth. Or at least that's what I found to be the smartest choice for me. Because of who I am they would surely hunt me down and kill me. Why wouldn't they? Being the only daughter of the dark lord Voldemort and his beloved Bellatrix, would put a pretty high price above my head. No one knows where I hide, silently avenging my fathers death. So far I haven't made much of a ruckus. I'm waiting till I become a bit more powerful to actually do something with my anger bottled up inside of my body. Though I do believe that first things are first… before I can take over the wizarding world, the thing my father intended to do, I first plan on reuniting with the man I love. Without him, I wouldn't be alive today. So maybe I should start from the very beginning. Excuse my rudeness for starting out my story with the end. It just seemed suitable at the moment. Now I take you back to something a bit more spectacular so you can completely understand the events that led up to that very moment. Because an ending wouldn't be anything with a middle and a beginning now would it?
