Hey Guysssssssss. Just figured out (kind of) how to do this. lol. FIrst story XD Anyway, only the first 2 chapters take place before it goes into The Sorcerer's Stone. This WILL be in first person from Amethyst's POV, and 3rd person from everyone else's.

And I in no way, shape, doodle, or form, own any of the places or characters (besides a few i make up) in this story. THey all belong to J.K. Rowling.

11 Years Earlier

There were no sounds in the manor, except for the screaming of the wind outside, and the low mutterings of a man. This man wasn't like other men.

His skin was as white as death, and his eyes were red; blood-red. Slitted like a cats, and narrowed. He had no hair, and a compressed nose, as if he were a human snake. Which some could say he was.

His name was Voldemort; the current most feared wizard of all time. And currently, he was conversing with himself it seemed, as a heavily lidded woman with a startling main of curly black hair watched his eyes with a lovers expression.

"My lord… my lord, have…have you found it?" Said the woman hesitantly, her voice implying that she had led herself into a dangerous area.

"I am." He said coolly, showing absolutely no expression. He strode over to the table in the center of the darkened, handsome room. The table was of a dark mahogany, and seemed to be fairly sturdy. There were 3 objects located upon it; a dagger, a snake, and a strange red liquid. "Come Bellatrix." Voldemort ordered. The woman eagerly rushed forward, almost falling in her haste.

"Yes my lord?" Bellatrix replied. The Dark Lord grabbed the dagger, and the curly haired woman's hand, though annoyance showed through his almost unnaturally cool outface. He placed her hand above the red liquid, and quickly sliced through the palm of her hand.

There was a gasp of pain, but the red eyes of Lord Voldemort watched intently as the blood of Bellatrix fused with the potion. There was no reaction, but a small pink tint seemed to shine through the red.

Next, the Dark Lord raised his own hand, and repeated the process upon himself. This time to liquid turned a blue color, the change much more noticeable.

Bellatrix, who had remained silent throughout the process besides her gasp, moaned in anticipation, breathing so hard that her breasts heaved with each audible breath.

This time there was no change in Voldemort's expression except for the slight narrowing of his eyes in concentration. He conjured up a horrible hissing noise from his throat.

"Snake, I am your master. Obey me." He hissed. The snake upon the table, a beautiful Adder, turned its beady eyes upon the one claiming to be his master.

"Yesssss master." replied the snake, about a minute later.

"Come, my pet." Voldemort held out a white hand with unnaturally thin, long fingers. The snake slithered into it without hesitation, in which the Dark Lord gripped it, and brought it over to the liquid.

"Inject your venom, Adder. All of it." Rasped Voldemort. The snake did at it was told, and the potion suddenly turned a bright, violent lilac that seemed to glow.

Taking out his wand, the Dark Lord muttered the incantation while waving the spindly stick around and around the basin in which the potion was located.

"Novitatem, Novitatem, NOVITATEM!" Voldemort yelled. A bright light flashed, blindly everyone watching as Bellatrix screamed and cowered in fright.

Slowly, the light died away. The basin in which the potion once was had been shattered. In the center of the table was something new.

A child. Small, female, newborn, naked. Tufts of white-blonde hair were located on her head. Seemingly asleep, the little one sighed.

Bellatrix seemed to have lost the ability to speak. She stood there gaping at the child. "M…my lord! My lord, you succeeded!" She exclaimed in wonder.

Voldemort did not reply. As of normal fathers, he did not appear excited, proud, or in shock. No, there was a wild delight that worked his fingers into a mad smile, that was more frightening then his annoyance.

"Lord, this is it! Your heir! Pureblood, direct decedent of Salazar Slytherin himself!" Bellatrix was slightly deranged with her excitement.

As she was speaking, the newborn child opened her eyes. They were a startling lilac, the same as the potion had been.

"Amethyst…." He whispered. "Amethyst….Slytherin."

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