First I have to thank Grania, who did the betareading for this chapter.
Thank you!
To the others: Thank you so much for your reviews! Don't stop writing reviews!
Chapter 2 --- Lord Voldemort
In panic I slid away from that huge, lean man. He was wearing a long black overcoat and his face was covered by a large cowl. But I could feel, that he was grinning. "What's wrong, Ramona?", he said malicious. "Are you not happy to see your father?" I stared at him, not knowing what to do or answer. He raised his hands and threw back his hood. This face. whiter than a skull. wide, scarlet-red, flaring eyes.-that was the face of a snake.
"You'd like to know who I am, don't you?", he said, smiling. I just stared. "Well, however. You should already know my name. I am Lord Voldemort. But you don't have to be afraid, dear, I'm just your father. I haven't come here to kill you." My father? Actually, I had heard many things about Lord Voldemort. But I had never been told, that I was connected with the Overlord of the Deatheaters. Was he really serious? Was he my father? Thoughts began to err around in my head. Did all this make a sense?
As if he wasn't caring that I wasn't able to answer or move, the man sat down beside me. "Tonight you're going to know everything about your and my past.", he began. "I reckon, you often wondered, why you were kept in this castle? And who your parents were? Well, you know, who's your father. And I will now answer the other two questions that are left. I just listened to him. Not really inside my body, but somewhere over my head, like a ghost beyond his corps.
"You know, 26 years ago I began to collect power and strength. That time was over after eleven years. That was, when I met Harry Potter. He robbed all my power. But nobody knew, that I had started a ritual just a week before my fall. I had started to create a human being with forbidden magical proceedings. I had to give my blood for that ritual. It was supposed to give me a heir, able to keep on my role as the Dark Lord. Actually, it became a Dark Lady.
The ceremony was not finished yet; it had to run over one year, until the new human creature would be completed. A few days after the beginning of the ritual I went to kill the Potters. And I never came back.
This is not only the first time you see your father, this is also the first time I see my child.
14 years passed, since I lost all my power. And now I'll rise again. Since I got back my body, since I resurrected.
When I vanished, the few deatheaters, that were left, finished the ceremony and the result was. you. They kept you in this castle and waited for me to come back.
Tomorrow's an important day. Your 13th birthday. 13. What a beautiful number. It's the number of strength. The number of rising power. The number of being free. And the number that starts my reign."
-To be continued-
(To be reviewed.)
To the others: Thank you so much for your reviews! Don't stop writing reviews!
Chapter 2 --- Lord Voldemort
In panic I slid away from that huge, lean man. He was wearing a long black overcoat and his face was covered by a large cowl. But I could feel, that he was grinning. "What's wrong, Ramona?", he said malicious. "Are you not happy to see your father?" I stared at him, not knowing what to do or answer. He raised his hands and threw back his hood. This face. whiter than a skull. wide, scarlet-red, flaring eyes.-that was the face of a snake.
"You'd like to know who I am, don't you?", he said, smiling. I just stared. "Well, however. You should already know my name. I am Lord Voldemort. But you don't have to be afraid, dear, I'm just your father. I haven't come here to kill you." My father? Actually, I had heard many things about Lord Voldemort. But I had never been told, that I was connected with the Overlord of the Deatheaters. Was he really serious? Was he my father? Thoughts began to err around in my head. Did all this make a sense?
As if he wasn't caring that I wasn't able to answer or move, the man sat down beside me. "Tonight you're going to know everything about your and my past.", he began. "I reckon, you often wondered, why you were kept in this castle? And who your parents were? Well, you know, who's your father. And I will now answer the other two questions that are left. I just listened to him. Not really inside my body, but somewhere over my head, like a ghost beyond his corps.
"You know, 26 years ago I began to collect power and strength. That time was over after eleven years. That was, when I met Harry Potter. He robbed all my power. But nobody knew, that I had started a ritual just a week before my fall. I had started to create a human being with forbidden magical proceedings. I had to give my blood for that ritual. It was supposed to give me a heir, able to keep on my role as the Dark Lord. Actually, it became a Dark Lady.
The ceremony was not finished yet; it had to run over one year, until the new human creature would be completed. A few days after the beginning of the ritual I went to kill the Potters. And I never came back.
This is not only the first time you see your father, this is also the first time I see my child.
14 years passed, since I lost all my power. And now I'll rise again. Since I got back my body, since I resurrected.
When I vanished, the few deatheaters, that were left, finished the ceremony and the result was. you. They kept you in this castle and waited for me to come back.
Tomorrow's an important day. Your 13th birthday. 13. What a beautiful number. It's the number of strength. The number of rising power. The number of being free. And the number that starts my reign."
-To be continued-
(To be reviewed.)