Bless the Child
disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters you know in this story, all origonal characters as well as the plot, belong to me.
Prologue
As a child I was called 'Princess'. It was a sweet nickname, and i loved all the attention it would get me. My father, a cold, hard man not inclined to love, adored me. Many a time my mother seemed jealous of the attention he bestowed upon me but even then I knew he loved her more than anything. He loved us both more than anything.
It was then that HE came. I was eight years old and still too young to understand what was happening. They called him the Red Man. Red for his hair, red for the blood he shed, red for the color the earth became. He was tall, with freckles and firey orange-red hair. His appearence was rather disarming. One look into his eyes, however, told the truth. One look, and you know exactly how evil this man is.
He had once been one of my mothers dearest friends, one of the greatest heroes of the war with Voldemort. This man that had been so very good destroyed the world in a day. He had built up forces for years without anyone noticing. Vampires, werewolves, and all manner of the like answered to him, and in every country he had and invisible army. We never stood a chance.
Hogwarts was the last to fall. Just as the sun went down I watched him murder my parents, my entire world, and then he took me to a room in the castle. It was in the highest tower, and decorated horribly in pink frills and covered in dolls. A haven fo a little girl but to me it was sadistic. He dressed me everyday in doll like dresses and tied my long hair in pigtails, then he sent me to the library to learn. I was not allowed a wand but I learned as much as i could. that had been what he was counting on.
The few that survived outside quickly pleged thier loyalty to him, and he was made King of all. He was raising me to be his queen. It was sick. I was fifteen when we were handfasted and I became his queen. It took all my strength to keep from being sick, but I managed. How I wished to spit at his face every night, even as he whispered that it was so fitting that the woman he loved's daughter was his wife. Oh, how he spoke of my mother. He called her a whore and spoke such terrible things about her but I never believed him.
It was a year after the handfasting that I finally escaped. I pretended to fall asleep after being sibjected once again to his minstrations. After I was sure he was deep in sleep, I stole from the bed, dressed and grabbed his wand. I used the most powerful dark spell known, the one that sent me twenty years in the past.....
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Please tell me what you think and whether or not I should continue this story. I know it probably sounds rather overused but I am putting quite a few origonal ideas so that you wont become bored. I would also like to add that this is in NO WAY a mary sue. 'Princess' is not going to be perfect or amazing, shes going to be completly messed up and definatly will not destroy either Red Man or Voldemort.
disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters you know in this story, all origonal characters as well as the plot, belong to me.
Prologue
As a child I was called 'Princess'. It was a sweet nickname, and i loved all the attention it would get me. My father, a cold, hard man not inclined to love, adored me. Many a time my mother seemed jealous of the attention he bestowed upon me but even then I knew he loved her more than anything. He loved us both more than anything.
It was then that HE came. I was eight years old and still too young to understand what was happening. They called him the Red Man. Red for his hair, red for the blood he shed, red for the color the earth became. He was tall, with freckles and firey orange-red hair. His appearence was rather disarming. One look into his eyes, however, told the truth. One look, and you know exactly how evil this man is.
He had once been one of my mothers dearest friends, one of the greatest heroes of the war with Voldemort. This man that had been so very good destroyed the world in a day. He had built up forces for years without anyone noticing. Vampires, werewolves, and all manner of the like answered to him, and in every country he had and invisible army. We never stood a chance.
Hogwarts was the last to fall. Just as the sun went down I watched him murder my parents, my entire world, and then he took me to a room in the castle. It was in the highest tower, and decorated horribly in pink frills and covered in dolls. A haven fo a little girl but to me it was sadistic. He dressed me everyday in doll like dresses and tied my long hair in pigtails, then he sent me to the library to learn. I was not allowed a wand but I learned as much as i could. that had been what he was counting on.
The few that survived outside quickly pleged thier loyalty to him, and he was made King of all. He was raising me to be his queen. It was sick. I was fifteen when we were handfasted and I became his queen. It took all my strength to keep from being sick, but I managed. How I wished to spit at his face every night, even as he whispered that it was so fitting that the woman he loved's daughter was his wife. Oh, how he spoke of my mother. He called her a whore and spoke such terrible things about her but I never believed him.
It was a year after the handfasting that I finally escaped. I pretended to fall asleep after being sibjected once again to his minstrations. After I was sure he was deep in sleep, I stole from the bed, dressed and grabbed his wand. I used the most powerful dark spell known, the one that sent me twenty years in the past.....
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Please tell me what you think and whether or not I should continue this story. I know it probably sounds rather overused but I am putting quite a few origonal ideas so that you wont become bored. I would also like to add that this is in NO WAY a mary sue. 'Princess' is not going to be perfect or amazing, shes going to be completly messed up and definatly will not destroy either Red Man or Voldemort.