{Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Harry Potter or certain characters, places, etc. though I do own Adriana Bloom (the main character) and her ancestry. And, NO, she isn't related to Oliver Wood in any fashion whatsoever. The writer, her family, and friends, are quite livid with the idea of lawyers, so there, I've said all I could and now you know, I'm NOT copyrighting anyone in the world, that I know of, and if there is anything, it is purely coincidence!!}

Harry Potter and Voldemort's Daughter

Chapter 1

The Letter

It was a warm, silent day on a quaint street in Pensacola, Florida. No one would've suspected the sixteen-year-old Adriana, of Number 8 Watson Drive, to be peculiar or different, but she was. In fact at this very moment, she was using her strangeness on a spell she had read about in the book, Quick and Easy Spells for the Expert. Well, Adriana, an expert in spells and jinxes, decided that the book title was wrong and should instead be called, Slow and Hard Spells for the Super-Expert.

After a few seconds of nothing happening, she threw down her wand in disgust. As soon as the wand had touched the desk, where she was working at, Adriana, Adria for short, leapt up in shock as if someone had burnt her.

Oh no, she thought, not again. Why is he so mad? I hope he's not going to try and kill –

Adriana's thoughts were cut off when a large, brown screech owl gracefully landed on her messy desk. She quickly reached for the piece of parchment attached to the owl's leg. She opened it up and without a backward glance the owl took flight again.

She glance down and quickly recognized the handwriting; it belonged to Albus Dumbledore.

Dear Adriana,

I hope I find you well, but as these days are trying, I find I doubt you in terribly merry and cheery moods. This, however, is not a personal letter. I request, no, I ask, as a friend and admirer, of your special services this year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Though you're fresh from school yourself and quite busy, what with the Order and all, I need your help. As you well know, I deeply respect and admire you. I ask of you to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, just for a year, seeing how no one will reluctantly take the job. And, I know how well you're at this subject, what with who your mother and father were. Do not respond right away; think upon this, as I know you will not take my request so lightly to heart and you will be most reluctant to agree, so I know there will be some serious persuasion from my end. Either way thanks! Again, I hope I find you well.

~ Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)

Dumbledore's letter came as a great shock to her. Become a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher? It was ludicrous, insane and ridiculous. Her? Adriana Bloom, daughter of the short-lived, well-liked actress, Gabriella Bloom, and granddaughter to the regal, rich and powerful witch, Julianna Wood. Gabriella of course took Julianna's maiden name, for Ethan Wood, had been a cruel, controlling and untrustworthy aristocrat. Well, that was all in the past now, for Adriana had no living family, at least, family she considered family.

She was alone in her mother's secret mansion, hidden in the dense forest that was part of a border to her lovely town, Pensacola. Leave this beautiful house? Leave her current life in the United States and live in the 'wizarding world' in England? Of course, that life there wouldn't be too much different than this one here, just busier and louder. She liked her quiet, low-key life, with the rare occasions when she had to do a 'secret mission' for the Order of the Phoenix.

Could she leave this behind, even for one year? Teaching? It brought a mind-splitting headache and sudden nausea just at the thought of teaching students. Especially students practically her own age. But, what else could she do? Stay hidden forever? Dumbledore had done her many services for her in the past and, most likely, in her future. He had helped her when other wizards questioned her loyalty, lineage and her secret past, especially the part pertaining to her birth father.

Could she decline his invitation and then expect his help in the future? No, that would be unfair of her to leave Dumbledore hanging without a teacher. Though she knew a certain Potion's master would love the job and most certainly would bare a grudge for her taking up the job he is so keenly fond of. However, she thought to herself, it might be quite fun teaching something with which I love and have a deep passion for. Hmm... A sudden thought occurred to her. Maybe, that's not the only reason Dumbledore has need for her at Hogwarts. She should be true to herself, and being a teacher at Hogwarts wouldn't be the only reason she'd want to be there. A little selfish act won't do any harm, now would it? She smiled gleefully to herself. Maybe, this teaching position wouldn't be so bad after all...

{Sorry, I hope its long enough or short enough, given ones view. I hope you like, please review, thanx!!}