*~*~*~*~*~*Thanx for the reviews, wow that was fast! I couldn't think of things to put in my first chapter, second's much better, I think. Well anywho, here's the 2nd chapter, Steph*~*~*~*~*~*
What are you doing?
Exactaly what I wanted to do all along.
What?
I have always dispised you, woman. Now you go and have a-a-a-a GIRL!
But-
SILENCE!
What are you doing? Don't take her, take me!
SHUT UP!
Take me, take me!
Vioces in Harry's head bickered. Harry'd never heard them before. In sharp pain appeared in his forehead. Weight pressed down on him. He opened his eyes, hair brushed arcoss his face. Teal eyes shown through the darkness. "A-Alana? What are you doing here?"
"I have to tell you something, you know how my spell didn't work?"
"Why,"Harry asked.
"My father's alive!"she said.
"So,"he said rolling over, causing Alana to move.
Alana sighed,"It's not just that, Harry. It's who my father is,"
"Who?"
"He-he killed your parents-"
"WHAT!! But then you'd have to be Alana Riddle,"
"There was a missprint, they thought they were Ts, not Ds."
"What about your mum?"Harry said turning back to her.
"She-she was killed,"she said looking down.
"Oh, sorry," Harry said. "Ugg," he said cluching his head.
"What's wrong!" she said closing in on him, barely an inch away from his face.
"N-nothing,"he lied.
"You're lying, somethings wrong. Tell me."
"I have a headace, okay?"
"On your scar?"
"How'd you know about my scar? Aren't you a mud-"
"A mudblood? Well, no, I'm real witch, remember? I read a new book in the library, all about you and V-Voldemort?" it was more of a question than a an answer. Harry closed his, the pain was so intense. He couldn't stand it. When he opened them, Alana was gone. Harry looked around, but Alana wasn't in sight, where had she gone to? Harry noticed his headace gone. Weird.
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As Alana walked through the hall, everyone parted. No-one seemed to want to talk to her. "I can't belive it," someone whispered. "Who would have known?" another one said. Whispers buzzed in her ears. Everyone keep staring at her like some kind of diseased muggle. Draco walked up to her,"Are you really the Dark Lord's daughter?"
"What?! How-when-ahhhhh!!!!!!" she yelled running out into the Gryffindor Common room.
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Harry walked through his dormroom, Ron was sitting on his fourpost bed. "Have you heard about that-that girl!"
"You mean Alana?"Harry asked.
"Ya, can you belive her? Why would she do that?"
So do I, Harry thought, why did she do it?
Harry lay in bed thinking, he sighed. Then closed his eyes. Pain shot in his head, was Alana here? He opened his eyes, a boy with jet black hair and brown eyes stood in front of him. He had messy hair, he was Harry's father. But then, who was he?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Please review, thanx. Steph*~*~*~*~*~*~*
What are you doing?
Exactaly what I wanted to do all along.
What?
I have always dispised you, woman. Now you go and have a-a-a-a GIRL!
But-
SILENCE!
What are you doing? Don't take her, take me!
SHUT UP!
Take me, take me!
Vioces in Harry's head bickered. Harry'd never heard them before. In sharp pain appeared in his forehead. Weight pressed down on him. He opened his eyes, hair brushed arcoss his face. Teal eyes shown through the darkness. "A-Alana? What are you doing here?"
"I have to tell you something, you know how my spell didn't work?"
"Why,"Harry asked.
"My father's alive!"she said.
"So,"he said rolling over, causing Alana to move.
Alana sighed,"It's not just that, Harry. It's who my father is,"
"Who?"
"He-he killed your parents-"
"WHAT!! But then you'd have to be Alana Riddle,"
"There was a missprint, they thought they were Ts, not Ds."
"What about your mum?"Harry said turning back to her.
"She-she was killed,"she said looking down.
"Oh, sorry," Harry said. "Ugg," he said cluching his head.
"What's wrong!" she said closing in on him, barely an inch away from his face.
"N-nothing,"he lied.
"You're lying, somethings wrong. Tell me."
"I have a headace, okay?"
"On your scar?"
"How'd you know about my scar? Aren't you a mud-"
"A mudblood? Well, no, I'm real witch, remember? I read a new book in the library, all about you and V-Voldemort?" it was more of a question than a an answer. Harry closed his, the pain was so intense. He couldn't stand it. When he opened them, Alana was gone. Harry looked around, but Alana wasn't in sight, where had she gone to? Harry noticed his headace gone. Weird.
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As Alana walked through the hall, everyone parted. No-one seemed to want to talk to her. "I can't belive it," someone whispered. "Who would have known?" another one said. Whispers buzzed in her ears. Everyone keep staring at her like some kind of diseased muggle. Draco walked up to her,"Are you really the Dark Lord's daughter?"
"What?! How-when-ahhhhh!!!!!!" she yelled running out into the Gryffindor Common room.
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Harry walked through his dormroom, Ron was sitting on his fourpost bed. "Have you heard about that-that girl!"
"You mean Alana?"Harry asked.
"Ya, can you belive her? Why would she do that?"
So do I, Harry thought, why did she do it?
Harry lay in bed thinking, he sighed. Then closed his eyes. Pain shot in his head, was Alana here? He opened his eyes, a boy with jet black hair and brown eyes stood in front of him. He had messy hair, he was Harry's father. But then, who was he?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Please review, thanx. Steph*~*~*~*~*~*~*