Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Harry Potter industries. All is own by J. K. Rowling. I just own the fan-fiction currently being written.
Also, this is the first fanfiction I've ever written; constructive criticism is welcome, but any insults or rude comments will be ignored, blocked, and/or reported. I love honesty NOT insults. Well, let's get started, heh?
Prologue:
Hello, My name is Amaya Lyra Riddle-Black; the youngest triplet out of the Riddle-Black siblings, Damian Nova Riddle-Black, and Kira Corvi Riddle-Black. If you hadn't noticed 'Riddle' in our family name yet, my siblings and I are the children of Tom Marvolo Riddle or as you may know him by the following titles: The Dark Lord, You-Know-Who, Lord Voldemort, or as we call him Father. Our mother is also as memorable, maybe you heard of her, Bellatrix Lestrange Nee' Black.
You see, our dearest mother was a bit insane even in the first part of the war. I believe it just in the Black and Riddle genes and maybe inbreeding. No, it's both… Anyway, father decided he required an heir; So mother, being the insane obsessive person she is, nominated herself; even though she was married, but of course, our could have been the father and his brother was honored for their wife and sister-in-law would bare the child or children of their Lord.
Then not even a year later, Mr. Snape told the prophecy about a baby boy born at the end of the seventh month that will be the one to defeat my father. of course, as my father hears this, he gets blinded with fear and rage; then goes hunting down said baby; only to have his body destroyed and to have what's left of his soul to float aimlessly until he creates a new body. As this is happening, mother and the Lestrange brothers get put into Azkaban for torturing Neville Longbottom's parents into insanity.
After all this, we were taken to the Malfoy's; then sent to one of their estates out of the country only to be raised by House Elves and have magical tutors to teach us our magic. The wizarding world had no idea we even existed for 17 years, until now…
Hope you like it. Thanks for Reading and all that jazz. Yep… time to start chapter one… bye…
