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Hey, so this is my second fanfic! Heads up, it's a Dark fic, so if you want the light to be victorious, this isn't for you. I hope you like it. The prologue is just a little something so you know what you're getting into. P.S IN THIS FIC, BELLATRIX WAS BORN A LESTRANGE NOT A BLACK, AND THEREFORE IS NOT SISTERS WITH NARCISSA AND ANDROMEDA, MERELY FRIENDS FROM HOGWARTS! xXxXxXx Prologue - A Mudblood's Demise
If you like this one, you should like the other one, although this one has a faster pace.
It will be novel length, so bear with me!
Hope you enjoy it!
The loud chattering in the room dropped to a deadly silence, as the large oak doors to the room swung open violently. Lyra Riddle skipped into the room dramatically. For a six year old, she was remarkably aware of just how important she was. Although it wasn't hard to tell, given the moment she entered everyone in the room immediately knelt and bowed their heads in respect, which earned them a giggle from the precocious child. She flounced her way over to the three thrones that sat at the head of the room, upon a raised platform. The largest of the three sat in the centre, it was of dark, highly polished mahogany, with an emerald green velvet cushion, and intricate vines and snakes, made of pure silver twisted across the back. To it's right, sat a slightly smaller chair, that was identical, except the cushion was black as night, and the silver was fashioned into vines and roses. On the left of the main throne, sat the smallest chair. It too was similar to the others, however its cushion was a deep dark purple, and the silver was twisted into vines, roses and snakes.
Lyra gracefully perched herself onto the smallest chair, looking the epitome of royalty, smirking down over her father's Death Eaters. For the second time that evening, the oak doors were opened in much the same way. The Death Eater's again bowed, as their Dark Lord and Dark Lady entered the room. Tom Riddle was a thin tall man, with elegant black hair, that had a small spattering of silvery grey. He had piercing violet eyes, a small mouth, and a straight elegant nose. At his side was his wife. Bellatrix Riddle was a thin and elegant woman, long ebony curls that went down to her waist, vibrant blue eyes, rosebud lips and small, straight nose. Both wore luxurious cloaks lined with scarlet silk, their hoods raised.
The two came to sit with their daughter, Tom in the central throne, and Bellatrix occupied the other. Both gave Lyra a warm smile before turning to glare out at their followers.
"Oh for fuck's sake, rise you incompetent fools!" Bella shrieked at the still kneeling Death Eaters. Lyra smiled at the terrified faces of her father's most loyal subjects.
"Those of you who stand before me, are my most trusted followers, you are my inner circle and you rank higher than the others. It has come to my attention, that there is a lowly Mudblood who is trying to go up against me. Thankfully, my two most loyal Death Eater's have managed to catch and subdue him! Shall we bring him in?" There was a wicked gleam in Tom's eyes as he addressed him subjects, before signalling to the young Malfoy couple standing close by, to open the doors. Severus Snape stalked in, robes billowing behind him, dragging a filthy man with him.
"Thank you Severus, you may stand come stand up here with the Malfoys. Everyone else, form a circle around the filth!" The three most faithful came to stand beside Lyra's throne, whilst the rest formed a rough circle that was completed by the three Riddle's still perched on their thrones. "Now, Severus, you have kept this filth alive for me, for this you will be rewarded, I think a well placed Cruciatus should suffice."
Severus nodded his head in thanks to his master, before aiming his wand at the heap on the floor, and cast. The man writhed in pain, blood dripped from his mouth, where he'd bitten on his lip in pain. The howls of agony went on for five minutes before Tom signalled Snape to stop.
"Now my dearest Narcissa, it is to my understanding that it was you who heard this filth proclaiming that I need to be ... removed. Is that correct?"
"Yes my Lord, he was shrieking about it in the streets of Hogsmeade, poor Draco heard him first, and was terrified of the man's clear insanity." She spoke quietly, whilst looking directly into Tom's eyes to convey her honesty. Bellatrix nodded with concern about her Godson having heard the filth.
"Ah, yes, I do hope young Draco wasn't traumatised by this filth! I do dearly love my Godson! Well as you were the one to bring this to my attention, I shall grant you vengeance on this scum for worrying Draco, and for being so loyal to me." With a polite nod, Narcissa entered into the circle, and aimed her wand at the arms and hands of the prisoner.
"Sectumsempra!" she screeched in rage at the man. His screams were almost as loud as before, however this time, blood started to ooze from his hands and arms, as several of his fingers fell off. Lyra giggled at the man's pain, glad for it. After all, this filthy little Mudblood scared her best friend!
"Ah, such a lovely spell. Severus, if you invent any more that have such fantastic results like that one, be sure to let me know. I hope you feel better now 'Cissa. Now my darling Lyra, how about you show this scum what power my Heiress has, and then maybe why don't you delight our friends with your latest ability?" Lyra grinned evilly, her violet iris' turning to a dark burgundy red. She reached for the wand that Bella passed to her, before gracefully descending to the floor, and looming over the prisoner.
"You evil little cockroach, how dare you speak of my father in such a way. He is the greatest wizard to have ever graced this earth, and you dare to oppose him! CRUCIO!" Taking after her mother, she cackled in delight at the pain of the writhing figure at her feet. She kept it up for a two incredibly long minutes before releasing the spell. "Now, my father wants me to show you all my latest ability!" Before the curious eyes of the Death Eaters, Lyra started to whisper gently in Parseltongue, summoning her father's snake; Nagini.
"Come to me.. Come help me kill.. Feasssst on it's flesh Nagini.. Come to your Misssstresssss!"
The crowd watched, astonished, as Nagini slithered in through the open doors, and headed directly for it's latest victim. Only Tom and Lyra heard it's response.
"Thankssss Misssstresssss." Which earned a rare smile from Tom, and another giggle from Lyra.
The screams of the victim, mingled with the delighted Death Eater's laughter. Both Riddle females cackles rang out, as Nagini devoured her meal from the bottom up. Tom watched on, delighted at how his beautiful daughter was taking to her role as the Dark Mistress. With her by his side, no one stood a chance of going against him.
xXxXxXx A/N: Only the prologue, so it is a bit shorter than future chapters, but I feel it sets things up perfectly. Reviews are my bread and butter, all are welcome, be they positive or constructive criticism! Much Love
Disclaimer, I do not own Harry Potter, or it's characters, I only own Lyra, everything else belongs to J.K.R!
The events, my OC, and any other elements, mentioned in this are purely fictitious. Any similarities to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. Lyra's name was one I've liked for many years, it is my own, I haven't stolen it from anywhere, if it can be found elsewhere then it's just coincidental.
For future reference, some characters may be a bit OOC. Bella being motherly for example.
I hope you like this, and you want to read more!
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