Well, I think you already may have a little idea of who I am.
My name is Victoria. Nice to meet you.
Only few know who my father really is. The terrible Dark Lord.
I never knew my mother. The only thing that I know of her is that, she's a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor.
You must all be wondering… If you're Voldemort's daughter, shouldn't you be dead or locked up in Azkaban or whatever?
A couple wizards that know who I am ask that to me. And I always answer: "I am who I am. My father was who he was, and whatever he did was not my problem. If I am his daughter it's not by choice."
I'm not exactly proud to be The Lord's daughter. It's for that reason that I know much more dark magic than I'd like.
After the fall of my father, I was raised by the Malfoys. But I believe that if Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange wouldn't have been arrested, I'd probably be living with them now.
Narcissa and Lucius are not bad; thought sometimes I have no idea how Cissa stands Lucius.
I tend to feel bad now I then, 'cause the only reason they let me be here, is because I'm the daughter of their Lord.
Draco? Since he was 7 years old he's been training to serve my father. I'm one year older than him. At the time I was 8, I possessed the talent of a witch of 15 or 16 years old.
Honestly, I cannot believe that my father is dead. I can sense that he is alive.
My level of dark magic is equivalent of an adult between 20 or 25 years old, and I'm only 10.
Tomorrow is my birthday. September 10th. If only I was born 15 days earlier I could go to Hogwarts at the beginning of this month.
Lucius and Cissa take really good care of me, but I feel like here isn't my house.
Who knows if I can find a home in Hogwarts like many before me did? The only thing that worries me is that, since I'm a descendant of both Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin, the choosing of a house will probably be complicated for me.
But anyways… I'll only worry about it next year.
After all, I am Victoria Sprykler Riddle!