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A/N: A lot of parts of the chapter may be rewritten as I see fit. If something seems too much, just let me know. I started this story back in 2005 and sort of abandoned it for two years so I know it needs work. Thanks for the reading and hopefully the review!
Chapter Two; You're No Ordinary Girl
"Now," The Dark Lord said turning to Inessa and Cinzia. "There is much to discuss. Is there somewhere we can talk privately?" he asked
"Yes, the attic! No one can get in it without my permission…or Draco's… We use it for… things…." She trailed off.
"Very well, Essa would you like to join us? Voldemort asked.
"No, No. That's all right. I'll wait downstairs for... Well you know." Inessa said giving Voldemort a slight wink and left the two to head for the attic.
Both were silent while they walked. Only the noise of Cinzia's heels clicking on the wood stairs and the Dark Lord's cloak swishing around his feet broke the silence. When they reached the door, she unlocked it and they entered. The room décor was a red velvet plush carpet, a brick fireplace on the center wall and full size bed in the corner with a cocktail bar in the closet.
"I'll get right to my first point. You will join your parents as a Death Eater. However, under the certain circumstances.. I'll be explaining later, you do not have to have the mark on your left arm; however it must be easily accessed should someone from our side question it." He gestured to the bed and the two sat down.
"Well, I've always wanted a tattoo, how about on my left lower backside... Just above my arse." Cinzia stated as she slipped her skirt down a little so show where she would like it.
Voldemort pulled his wand out of this robes and placed it on the spot to which the mark would be branded. Then, muttering an incantation the mark appeared on the girl's skin.
"It stings a little," Cin admitted to herself. "But it looks so cool."
She started to move when she felt the mark burn. Looking down at her arse, she saw the Dark Lord was pressing a finger into the mark and it grew much darker. As soon as it had started, it had stopped.
"They have been summoned. Now slip this cloak on and stand on my right hand side," he demanded. Do not speak unless you are spoken too. Stay a step behind me until I called forward. Now! They are coming."
The Dark Lord handed the girl a long black cloak that covered her feet and a dark ugly mask to cover her face. As she had seen her parents do many times before, she pulled her hair into a bun and slipped the hood on. The mask automatically stuck to her face. As instructed, she stepped behind Voldemort's right side and waited. Steadily more and more Death Eaters arrived. Soon the Dark Lord and Cinzia were surrounded by a circle of hooded figures.
Once the Death Eaters had all arrived, Cinzia felt a slight tingle in her head and heard the voice of the Dark Lord.
"When I gesture towards you," the voice said. "Step forward, and remove your cloak. You only need to show the other Death Eaters that you indeed have the Dark Mark branded on you. Also, they will all see how much you look like I did at your age." The voice was silent for a moment. "Yes, like I once did. All will be revealed in do course." The tingle was gone and Voldemort had stepped forward.
"Welcome my fellow Death Eaters to yet another meeting since my return to power. You have been summoned here today to celebrate and welcome the newest member to our numbers" he gestured toward Cinzia who stepped forward and removed her cloak, letting it flow from her shoulders "and is also my one and only daughter!" All were in shock, including Cin. There were muffled murmurs between all the cloaked figures.
"Yes, this secret has been kept for nearly fifteen years between me and the girl's mother. You will all do well to follow any orders she gives you! She is a very rare girl. Not only because she is my only daughter and the youngest heiress of Slytherin and of course myself, Lord Voldemort. Along with having my many talents in her of Occlumency, Legilimency, and Parsel tongue, she is a natural born Metamorphmagus. The only way you may be sure it is really Cinzia, is to check if she has the dark mark branded on her left lower back; just above her arse."
He pulled down the corner of her skirt slightly, showing everyone.
"None of you, and I repeat NONE of you are to touch her, no matter how temping it may be. Or I guarantee you I will kill you."
There were nods all around the room as Voldemort placed the cloak around his daughter's shoulders.
"None of you are to tell anyone about her either! You may not tell anyone there is an heiress to Slytherin, or that Cinzia is my daughter!" he snapped. " Malfoy! Stay behind, The rest of you, you're dismissed" There was an emphasis at the end of his sentence by the loud cracks of 19 Death Eaters disapparating at once leaving Voldemort, Cinzia, and Lucius Malfoy behind.
"Cinzia, I believe you have a dinner to get ready for" Voldemort said, Cin, taking the hint left the room and went to see if Draco was still in the house.
"You wanted to see me my Lord?" Lucius asked.
"Yes Malfoy. I hear your son is going out with Cin. I hope you are aware the danger this could put your family in." Voldemort inquired.
"Yes my Lord. I am aware and willing to take the risk. If Cinzia does not tell Draco tonight after the dinner party, may I have your permission to tell him?"
"You may Lucius, however, if he tells anyone, it's your head I'll be after..." Voldemort trailed off. It was a blank threat. He knew that he could not continue without the support of the Malfoys'. At least Cinzia would always be safe.
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