Winona
Winona Riddle
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"So, where is he? Did they find him?" asked Renee Riddle.
"No, they fear he is dead. But our lord can't die, is all I can think. Barty Crouch
and his friends were put in jail. Here Winona, eat your dinner. Winny, Winny." There was a
knock at the door. Jonathan Riddle went to answer it.
"Maybe it's them," whispered Renee.
"It can't be!"
"Why?"
"No ones ever escaped from Azcaban!"
He answered it. Stupid of him to do really. Outside stood two dementors. One for my
mother, another for my father. I didn't care. I didn't love. I had been taught not to from
the minute I could learn.He gasped. Then the dementor pulled back his hood, and gave him a
kiss. Oh know. Not that kind of kiss. The kind which sucks out your soul, so you live forever
without one. There is no countercurse, because it isn't a curse.
Then came my mother, she stood pale, and told me to close my eyes. But I didn't because I was too little to listen. She screamed a bloodcurtling scream,then she lay on the floor, with a dazed look upon her face.
A man came to get me. He said his name was Albus Dumbledore. I was to go live with a Severus Snape because he had requested that I would. I went to Durmstrang, and I have a feeling that it was because he thought I might embarrass him. I never embarrassed anyone in my life. Except for the fact that I never ever laughed, and when I did it was cold and harsh, and sometimes people got a rare smile out of me, a sinister smile.
In my fourth year, a boy, who had destroyed my grandfathers exsistence won the Triwizard Tournament. During that time, my grandfather came back to earth. He was no longer a shattered image, but back to his full potential. He came to get me when school ended, and he christianed me Lady Winona. I was to be his second in command. He said I was good, perfect for the job.
I was evil, with no love in my stone cold heart, with my sinister smile and cold harsh laugh, I was like a younger him.
I was to go to Hogwarts when I was eighteen, and request the job of potiens mistress. My name would be Janette Creestan. I would start a frienship with a boy called Harry Potter, along with all his friends. My boyfriend was to be Draco Malfoy. The plan wasn't going to fail, or I would be punished sevierly.
So I practiced every dark spell until that day when I requested the job, for Severus Snape had retired. I didn't know why, because he wasn't that old, but he said it was because he couldn't bare the underage wizards and their foolish mistakes any longer. I was accepted and I soon set off on my journey, determined to win.