DISCLAIMER: i dont own harry potter or any of the characters from the books/movies/j.k. Rowling.
all OC's are mine though :)
Right here is where most people would star their story. Normally with an intro of some sorts. Nope. Not my story. Mine started years ago. When I was born. When I killed the women that bore me life. When my father told me the story, the prophecy that I shall fulfill. I would step up after him and rule a pure blood society. I would talk over my father. Tom Marvolo dearest.
He was taken away from me at a very young age, a few months before my second birthday. No one doubted he would return. Thus I was treated as such, a princess if you will. A spoilt brat. Father had assigned a woman, very kind called Cissa, to be my nanny if you will, she watched me grow and learn. In fact, her family taught me practically everything I knew. I was never treated like a child. I was an adult in their eyes. I would take after their master once he grew bored.
I killed a man. Not only him, but his entire family. I was seven. I killed the man and women first. They had two children. A girl a few years older than I and a little boy barely able to walk and talk. They boy was quaking in fear as soon as his father fell. The girl kept looking at me. Right in the eyes. To look away would signal defeat. It was a… diverse feeling, watching her. She looked like me, or what I would look like in a few years. Her hair slightly longer than mine framing a similar shaped face and dark brown eyes. Empty eyes. She looked at her brother then back to me. She asked one question and had one request.
Staring blankly at me she asked, "Are they dead?" with a nod on my behalf she requested her brother let go. Mind wiped and sent with other family. Who was I to deny… myself? I nodded again while silently casting a Disillusion charm and Silencing charm. As I whispered, "Avada Kavada" she dropped dead. Her eyes glazed over she lipped a small "thank you" and fell with a smile.
That muggle changed my life. I don't know her name. I never will. She saved me from myself. I Obliviated her brother after leaving him in a park with a note. An address was all that remained of the family. The boy remembering nothing.
Me? I'm a changed witch. I, Charlotte Rayne Riddle, love muggles.
It's a secret, that's why it's here now. It doesn't matter anymore does it?
Review please :) I know its very short and as of yet this is all i have.. kinda just an idea forming sorta thing. I will write more. If you have any ideas for the flow, issues, ect...PM me and maybe updates shall happen more often :DD