Hi everyone, I'm still writting my other storyies if you read my other's, but I wanted to know what you think of this new idea for a story it will be Draco/ OC please tell me what you think. all reviews good or bad will be welcomed, i like to hear people's honest thoughts. Thanks you RiddleCrazy XD
Why Me
Chapter 1 – Welcome to my life
12.553 And still counting, these are the mount of bricks in my prison, my home. It's not much in here, not much at all I only have a small bed a bed side table and a lamp the only belongs I have, is a few books, which are for school. And a picture of a beautiful woman with glowing blonde hair and bright blue eyes who happened to be my mother.
I don't even have a window in my room, the only way out is through a dark metal door, that is guarded 24/7. And I'm only allowed out a few times in the day to use the toilet. My food gets to me by a small hole in the door and it's not really allot. But this is where I go through out my summer holidays. You see I was only a one years old when I was sentence to this life, and it's all because of my name, his name. I guess you are wondering who this girl could be what name can lead her to leave a life in prison at a very small age. Well you see my father is the most feared wizard of this time, people even fear to speak of him.
My name happens to be Kayla Voldemort Riddle and because of this I have spent 13 years of my life in here, but thankfully I'm allowed to tend Hogwarts School during the year. However even while I'm there I'm still in prison. I wasn't even allowed to be sorted like the other children, so I was placed in Hufflepuff. And I'm always being watched, I don't even have friends there because I'm not really allowed to mix with the other students. They always tell me to stay away otherwise I won't even be allowed to stay in school. And all the teachers hate me. I don't know why those, I'm not my father! I wasn't even allowed to choose my own wand instead they gave me an old wand that doesn't work for me like the other peoples wand's do; you see the wand chooses the wizard.
All of sudden my cell door creaked open. But I don't see why I should bother looking up, it's only Dumbledore.
"Miss Riddle." His voice was cold as ice, I don't see why people love the old man so much, but then again people don't see him like this, oh he's a good liar. He made a chair out of thin air and sat down facing the bed where I happened to laying down.
"Yes Dumbledore." I sat up; however I would never look at him so I choose to stare at my hands.
"This year, you will be starting your fourth year; I don't think we need to go over the rules again but as you like to break them..." I cut across him.
"I try not to break them, I can't help it when people talk to me, I try and stay away."
"That's the problem, you use the library to stay away from other students and I have told you the only books your allowed to read are you school ones, so as from now you are not allowed to wonder the castle unless you have classes and after classes you will be with a teacher until it's time for you to go to bed, is that understood." Great now I won't even be allowed to read. I felt tears swell in my eyes, but I pushed them back, I will never show such weakness, after all what good will it do.
"Anything else?" He waved his wand again and more books filled my table.
"Those are next year's books, I will come and collect you when term starts." He then rose from his chair and stalked out of the room. I choose to study my pile of books it turned out we needed allot this year, which put me in a good mood, that means I will have something to read. Let's see what I've got:
- The Standard Book of Spells Grade Four by Miranda Goshawk
- The Intermediate Guide to Transfiguration, by Emeric Switch
- Tall Trees and Bumblebees: Even Magical Plants need Pollinatio, By Ruby Fernblossom
- The Dark Arts Decoded, by Roslyn Arythmic and Raslan Onstein
- The Art of Wands and War: The Duellists Book Two, by Jeremy Slackhand
- Defensive Magical Theory, by Wilbert Slinkhard
- Moonlight: The Secret's of a Night Abundance, Laven Hanna
- Great Wizards of the 20th Century, by Amanda Seppenpot and Dobson Clarkson
- Modern Magical History, by Larric Presento
- Person, Place and Thing: Things You Should Know About History, by Samir Person, Venus Place, and Lemmony Thing
- A Drink in Time, an Advanced Potions Book, by Meliciphous Phyre
- Magical Drafts and Potions, by Arsenius Jigger
- Complicated Carvings: Runes and their Form, by Instra Complicus
- Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, by Newt Scamandar
- Sylvia's guide to Sharing the Future, by Sylvia Angoblia
Just as I was about to read Standard book of spells Grade four, there was another knock on my door, and my guard who always wore something over his face came in to tell me, it was my turn to use the bathroom, if you could call it that.
When I walked into the dirty small bathroom, I told the guard that I was going to be longer than normal as I was going to shower, which I usually took around about and hour as I never see the point in rushing. The bathroom was the only room which had a mirror well since I was only allowed in two rooms, this room is the only room I've seen a mirror. I just stood there and stared at myself I was not pretty well I didn't think I was but boys at school do seem to look at me, I had my mother's blonde hair and her blue eyes which now and then flashed a blood red colour, I wasn't tall I was around about 5ft 5 in height, at least I'm small built but then again, I look like I don't eat, I looked hollow. I always had dark circles under my eyes, I don't look anything like my mother, I'm guessing I look like my father in his younger years, but I will never know, I'm not allowed a picture.
When I got back to my room, I landed on my bed a took my picture of the bed side table. My mother was such a beautiful person, I don't know allot about her, but her name was Emily Potter and before you say anything, yes she was Harry Potter's dad sister, I'm his cousin but what does that matter I'm not allowed to talk to him and I still want him dead, after all if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be living life this, but before you get angry I also hate my father, but at least if he won, I might be allowed some freedom, I know it's selfish of me, I mean I have no problem with muggle born's they never did this to me, but the Order and the Ministry did, so I want them gone. I wonder what it would of been like if my mum was still alive, you see my mum was a spy for the order, but it turned out once she fell pregnant with me she turned completely over to my dad's side. And that's all I know, I'm even lucky to have a picture, Dumbledore hated it when I found out that much and that was only because Kimberly Wight, the witch who took care of me when I was younger told me, I think she used to be friends with my mother and even those she hated her for what she did, I guess she felt sorry for me in some way, she was the only person I liked. But when Dumbledore found out what she told me she wasn't allowed to look after me anymore. But I was still allowed to keep my photo.
That night I slept with my mother's picture in hope it might bring me some luck.