A/N: this is about a chick named Mallainah, her father is Voldemort and grandfather on her mum's side is Dumbledore, she hooks up at Hogwarts!
Disclaimer = Mallainah (or also known as Mally and LaLa) and the plot was not made up by J.K Rowling everything else is hers!
This goes out to my Pink partner and my Aqua chick
Chapter . one
The wind whipped around her, she pulled her coat tighter. The tears ran down her face softly, chillingly and ignored. She urged the firebolt faster, her thoughts racing. 'Was he telling the truth? Should she forgive him? Or does she run to Grampy? Oh, what to do?' Her father was back, her mother accepted him with open arms, but to just appear after a fourteen year absence and expect the daughter he last saw as a baby to welcome him with love and happiness then he had another thing coming! she flew further into the forest, her heart beat racing. Everyone knew who her father was, everyone knew why he disappeared and many hated him, just like many followed him.
She dropped through the tree's down to a small shack, from the outside it looked abandoned, small and very forlorn, but the inside was a masterpiece. Created by magic It was a home, a large three story home, where she came often. An old man with white hair and a long beard sat before the fire place reading an old ancient book. Quills and rolls of parchment were scattered everywhere.
"LaLa!" he said without looking up, "Will you be a dear and help me?"
"Of course, Grampy." she walked over to his side. "What do you need help with?" Her voice shook. causing him to look up at her.
"Why do you cry LaLa?" His voice was laced with concern.
"He came, just like you said he would. And I feel as if I can not accept him. I feel so confused, so helpless, mother has fallen like you predicted. At least I will not be home schooled any longer, I will be joining you at Hogwarts." Her tears were dry and she sat down on a chair across from him. "What was it you wanted help wi-"
She was interrupted by Hagrid, who ran into the room. seeing her brought a smile to his sad features. "Hello, Mally my dear. Professor Dumbledore." he said to Grampy.
Coming in the door behind Hagrid was a very large woman. her soft eyes looked questionably at Mally.
"Mally may I introduce you to a dear friend of mine, Madame Maxime." Hagrid said, with an affectionate tone. "And Maxy, my love, this young beauty is Mallainah Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore's granddaughter."
"It is a pleasure, Madame." Mally said, glad that there was no proof of her tears.
"Ah, ze pleazur iz mine, but Dumbly-dorr, zur dahtur married-" Madame's eyes shot at Mally, a look of pure disgust uzzed out of every pore, Causing Mally to step back.
"Yes, Maxime, but I have raised her with her mother, he has been gone, do not hate a child you do not know because of the parent you do." Grampy said with a light smile.
"Of courz, but 'er fazer iz-"
"yes," Mally cut in. "My father is lord Voldemort."
Disclaimer = Mallainah (or also known as Mally and LaLa) and the plot was not made up by J.K Rowling everything else is hers!
This goes out to my Pink partner and my Aqua chick
Chapter . one
The wind whipped around her, she pulled her coat tighter. The tears ran down her face softly, chillingly and ignored. She urged the firebolt faster, her thoughts racing. 'Was he telling the truth? Should she forgive him? Or does she run to Grampy? Oh, what to do?' Her father was back, her mother accepted him with open arms, but to just appear after a fourteen year absence and expect the daughter he last saw as a baby to welcome him with love and happiness then he had another thing coming! she flew further into the forest, her heart beat racing. Everyone knew who her father was, everyone knew why he disappeared and many hated him, just like many followed him.
She dropped through the tree's down to a small shack, from the outside it looked abandoned, small and very forlorn, but the inside was a masterpiece. Created by magic It was a home, a large three story home, where she came often. An old man with white hair and a long beard sat before the fire place reading an old ancient book. Quills and rolls of parchment were scattered everywhere.
"LaLa!" he said without looking up, "Will you be a dear and help me?"
"Of course, Grampy." she walked over to his side. "What do you need help with?" Her voice shook. causing him to look up at her.
"Why do you cry LaLa?" His voice was laced with concern.
"He came, just like you said he would. And I feel as if I can not accept him. I feel so confused, so helpless, mother has fallen like you predicted. At least I will not be home schooled any longer, I will be joining you at Hogwarts." Her tears were dry and she sat down on a chair across from him. "What was it you wanted help wi-"
She was interrupted by Hagrid, who ran into the room. seeing her brought a smile to his sad features. "Hello, Mally my dear. Professor Dumbledore." he said to Grampy.
Coming in the door behind Hagrid was a very large woman. her soft eyes looked questionably at Mally.
"Mally may I introduce you to a dear friend of mine, Madame Maxime." Hagrid said, with an affectionate tone. "And Maxy, my love, this young beauty is Mallainah Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore's granddaughter."
"It is a pleasure, Madame." Mally said, glad that there was no proof of her tears.
"Ah, ze pleazur iz mine, but Dumbly-dorr, zur dahtur married-" Madame's eyes shot at Mally, a look of pure disgust uzzed out of every pore, Causing Mally to step back.
"Yes, Maxime, but I have raised her with her mother, he has been gone, do not hate a child you do not know because of the parent you do." Grampy said with a light smile.
"Of courz, but 'er fazer iz-"
"yes," Mally cut in. "My father is lord Voldemort."