Authors note: I thought of this story while in school thinking of writing a report, and decided
to share with all of you. I hope you like it, and review, but remember it's my first piece.

Disclaimer: All the characters and wizard villages in the story, except for Violet, Jordan, and
Alicia, belong to J.K. Rowling.

Violet's Story

It all starts back when I was little, about one. I'm a twin of my brother, and we're obviously
not identical for two reasons. One, we're not the same gender, and two, I look like our mother,
and he looks like our father. Anyway, I've always been smart, and you could say powerful, for
my age. At one I could talk quite well, you know, just like a baby of about 3 or 4. I could only
do one magic spell, and that was to make a rose grow from the ground. My parents, of course,
wanted to show off, but since we were in hiding the only person they could show off to had
already seen it done about a million times.

By our first house there was this forest that I loved to go to. I would go there everyday and
practice my charm, and after about a week I could change the rose into two different colors.
These instantly became my new favorite colors, red and silver. I didn't have a wand, I didn't
know you needed a wand to perform magic, so I thought that just rubbing some dirt in my hands
and making a rose pop out of the ground was nothing.

Well, one day while practicing this charm, a man with a weird face was sneaking around the forest
and spotted me looking at him. He had a wand, which I thought was a pretty stick, and looked like
he wanted to kill me. I didn't understand this look at the time, because I had never really seen
it. The man came up to me and raised the stick about to perform a charm, but I ignored it and
went on practicing. The man had stopped and asked, "How did you do that?" I replied, "Wewl, I
take deh dir' and make a rose." He was socked, with wide eyes, and was silent. He finally said,
"Could you do that again?" I did, and he looked even more shocked. "Would like to come to my
house? I could teach you more things." "Yeah." I said excitedly.

He took me to his house, but it didn't look like a house it was kind of like a gloomy hide out,
and there were more people dressed in dark black cloths. This looked spooky and, I guess from the
look on my face, he said, "Don't worry, as long as your with me they won't harm you." After he
said that I felt protected, like I would never again be hurt by anyone. My feeling was right, I
was never hurt there, or anywhere for that matter.

He taught me more things, for a while, and I learned that you do need a wand to perform magic. He
told me, "When you're old enough, I don't think you'll need a wand. So, don't really worry about
it." I did worry; I wanted one, badly. He sensed this too, and he said that after I moved to my
new home, that he would get me a wand. So, I couldn't wait until we moved.

He had never told me his name, and he only knew my first, so we were on even ground. My parents
did wonder what I was doing to be gone for so long in the forest, but I assured them that I was
fine. The man told me never to tell where I was going, because if I did, he wouldn't be able to
teach me anymore. He would go on and on about this, and mumble to his "brothers" as he called
them, what my future would be. He always said, "I will teach her all I know, and she will be on
our side. I can already tell that she is very powerful and will become a great asset to us."

The funny thing was, his story kept changing. Every time he would tell them his plans he would
get softer and seem to get closer to me. He one day, the same day I got my wand, called me his
daughter; this came as a surprise not only to me, but also to everyone else. He made it known
what he had been feeling for so long, that he wanted me I as a daughter.

Later that day he sent one of his friends known as Wormtail, with me to get my wand. He warned
him, "If anything happens to her, it will be you that gets it's and not her- ahh, I see you're
ready darling, have fun." At that we were off, and soon reached a village that's known as Diagon
Alley. It was a sight to be seen, and Wormtail was in a hurry to get this done, so we hurried to
the wand shop.

No one knew who I was, and the man said it was best that way. So, once in the shop, Wormtail
said that I was his niece. The owner was very kind, and didn't ask questions. I was about get my
wand when the owner said, "Wait! How did that get there? That's quite interesting..." I wanted
to know badly what it was, but he answered my question as if knowing I was going to ask it. "That
box wasn't there before. Well, let's try it then." He gave me the wand from the box, and I
flicked it once and the charm that I was going over in my head came out, and hit the owner. It
was laughing charm, which made him laugh of course, and because he was laughing I started to do
the same. Wormtail, very nervous, undid the charm, paid the owner, and dragged me off.

Once we were back, it was time for me to go home. The man took my wand and said, "I shall have to
keep your wand here for safe keeping. If your parents find out that you have a wand they will,
most certainly, take it away." I reluctantly agreed that it was best and headed home. That
morning, my parents were a wreck from worrying where that man was. After breakfast, I asked to go
the forest, where I would be picked up for lessons with my "father". They said no because they
were worried, and I asked them why but they didn't answer, all they said was, "No Violet, it's
not a good idea. OK? Stop asking questions." "OK" I replied, and stormed off to go feed my brother
as my mother had asked me to. After feeding him, I ignored what my parents had said, and ran off
to the forest. I was late, but the man would understand.

When we got to his place, he said, "Today we will discuss our lives. What our full names are,
where we come from, and stuff like that. I want us to get to know each other better." I said all
right, and he then he said, "Close your eyes, I have a surprise for you." I gave him a funny
look, and closed my eyes. I then heard footsteps and Lucius said, "Here my master." The man then
said, "Open your eyes." I instantly opened them, and stared at what he had. It was a silver
locket, he then opened revealing a picture of me and one of him, and of course, both were moving.
He said, "I give this to you because you are the first person that really matters to me, and I
would like you to know all about me." Then he started telling me about himself while putting the
locket around my neck.

"Well, my name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, but I am known as Lord Voldemort. My mother was a witch,
and my father was a muggle. When my mother told my father what she was he left her to have me
alone, but she died when I was born. I was then sent to a muggle orphanage-"
"What's a orpanag?"
"Oh, ah, it's a place where kids who don't have parents are sent."
"Oh"
"Where was I? Oh yes, to be raised by them until I got a letter in the mail. This letter changed
my life. It was from Hogwarts- a school where you learn magic. Here I learned all I needed to
know, and was the best, and I still am the best."
"At school?"
"No, in the world."
"Oh."
"I am the last heir of Slytherin, one of the people that made the school and a house in the
school, the best house. I grew up to have faithful servants who are my brother's and-"
"Master, sorry to disturb you and the little, uh, I mean and my queen, but it is time."
"Oh, thank you Wormtail. I am sorry darling, but I have to go, um, take care of something. We
will finish this when I come back."
"Where are you going?"
"I will tell you when I get back. Wormtail, watch her. Good bye my darling." I waved, and he was
gone.

I immediately asked Wormtail where he had gone, even though he refused, he finally gave in. "He
went to your house to- know look what you've done. Where are you going? Wait!" I went off, I
don't why I did but I did. It was a gut feeling that I now am glad I followed.

Endnote: There will be more, and I'm in the process of writing it. I hope you all liked it, and
please review. Also, do you think it was to short? I could write more in the part. Thank you.