DISCLAIMER: SEE CHAPTER 1

Chapter 2

After floo-ing to Malfoy Manor, Erin realized that no one knew who she was. This was a problem.

"Who are you," screamed a blonde male. "What are you doing in my house?"

"My name is Erin," she started. "I recently learned that my birth father was living here. I came here from the United States." Erin was starting to get nervous. This man was really making her fear grow.

"Who is your father," the man asked. "Why would he live in my family's home? Tell me now or else!" Lucius, the homeowner, said this in the deadliest way he could. He wanted to see Erin flinch, but to his surprise, she didn't.

"You can't scare me," Erin started. "My goodness. I thought those muggles who raised me were stupid. You, however, might just be denser. Call in the Dark Lord, please. I need to speak to him." Erin stopped talking and looked Lucius straight in the eyes. He turned a very pale color when he finally looked at her.

"One moment miss," Lucius said with a wavering voice. "I will have a house-elf call him here." He was becoming scared fast.

'My goodness,' Erin thought. 'This man is dumb. I now know the stereotype for blondes is true here.' Lucius, however, wasn't dumb in any sense of the word; he was just extremely scared of the slip of a girl that showed up in his home. 'He must not know much if he acts like that…' Just as Erin thought this, the Dark Lord walked in.

"Who are you to call on me like some common animal?" The Dark Lord was highly pissed. "Bow before me girl or you will die!"

"I am sorry My Lord," Erin said while she bowed to the man in front of her. "I needed to speak to you about an important matter sir."

"Well, what is this matter?" Voldemort was calming down.

"I recently found out that you are my father sir," Erin began, scared of her father's reaction. "My adopted parents in the U.S. told me that an old man kidnapped my twin brother and me after cursing our older brother into killing our mum."

"STOP!" The Dark Lord screamed. "What is your name girl? How do I know you are telling the truth?"

"My name is Erin Necole. To tell the truth, I do not know my true last name. You may use veritaserum to see that I am telling the truth, sir. I know that if you catch me telling a lie, you will kill me." Erin was getting nervous. She couldn't tell if she had just signed her death certificate of not.

"Fine girl, I will get the veritaserum and ask you the questions I need answered." Voldemort looked thoughtful for a moment. "Oh, and my older son will administer it." He went to the fireplace and floo-ed his son. "Severus, could you come to the study and bring some veritaserum."

"Of course father," Severus said. "I will be there in a moment.

"My son is coming with the potion," Voldemort said. As soon as he finished his sentence, Severus floo-ed in.

"Here is the potion you needed father," Severus said. Then he noticed the girl in the room. "Oh my goodness! It's Erin! My baby sister!"

"Severus, how can you tell?" Voldemort asked his son.

"She has a glamour on that hides her true appearance. I can see through it." Sev told his father. "Besides, I remember what Dumbledore said she would look like when she got older if the glamour didn't wear off. This is her."

"Really," The Dark Lord said. "Come here child. Finite Incantatum!" As soon as the spell left his mouth, Erin's appearance began to change. Her brown hair began to lengthen and darken until it fell to her mid-back in black waves. Her hazel eyes turned a beautiful bright blue and her tanned skin faded into a healthy pale. She looked like a young female version of her father. Voldemort and Sev both looked at her in awe.

The Dark Princess was truly home.