Disclaimer: Oy!! As usual, no these characters do not belong to me, they
all belong to the glorious mind of J.K.Rowling.
**Hey guys, well well, I know chapter 13 was a great cliffhanger, but I just couldn't resist, I needed to get you guys excited for chapter 14, which goes by the title of "THE TRUTH OF D.A.D.A.TEACHER". In this chapter we will find out, her history and her name, and why she is teaching at Hogwarts, and more mysterious things unfold aswell. So if you don't hate me too much for the last cliffhanger, please keep reading and reviewing!!! THANKS!!!**
**And just a simple note, I usually send email replies to all those who send me reviews, but some of you don''t have one in your info, so I just thought I'd let you guys know that. Some of you already have gotten plenty replies back from me. So if you want my constant feedback just drop your email addy kk!?!? THANKS!!**
CHAPTER 14-THE TRUTH OF D.A.D.A TEACHER
Both Ron and I were totally speachless as we looked at the paper in Harry's hand, we could not believe what we were seeing, it was insane, shocking and down right terrifying.
"Shee'ss.a.. her.. name.." Harry continued to stutter.
"ELLOHYA VOLDEMORT!!!" a strong and clear voice yelled out.
Harrry clutched his scar and dropped the paper at the sound of the voice, I grabbed Ron's arm, and Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder, we looked into the darness of the doorway and shown our wands toward it and there she was, a Riddle, a Voldemort...it was her, our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Still looking beautiful, but suddenly she lost all her brilliance in the anger that was shown in her eyes, which changed from being a brown green to a reddish color. And then we heard her begin to laugh, something which seemed to desturb Harry quite a bit, as if it were a familiar sound from another bad place.
"Hahahahaha" she almost cackled. "I knew you three would come looking here, so I just set it up for you, hahahahahahaha!"
'Set it up for us?' I wondered. What did she mean. Of course, all the papers were blank, and she purposely placed the one paper we wanted on top of the table for us to see, this was a trap.
"How is it possible?" Harry shouted. "How could Voldemort ever have a wife!?!?!"
We suddently saw her gaze go down, almost sad, and her eye color went back to her normal greenish brown, while she clutched the chain on her neck.
Now that we were closer the silver chain had her initials on it "E.V" surrounded by a crystal and silver circle.
"No way Harry, no way, could HE, had a..wife!??" Ron yelled back. "How could you marry someone like Voldemort!!?" Ron asked more to himself then to anyone else.
"Well children, that's cause she is not his wife.." another voice said.
Me, Harry and Ron's head all sprang up behind Voldemort's wife to see that it was Professor Dumbledore there.
"Dumbledore sir, you won't believe what we found out!!??" Harry shouted.
"Found out, my dear boy, you have not found out anything yet, I think we should all sit down first, Evee, would you spring up some chairs for us while I make a fire?"
Dumbledore asked turning to the DADA teacher. I was not ready to call her by her name. But as I watched her, I saw her hands almost show a faint glow as she muttered some spell and five chairs appeared, just as Dumbledore did the same but a fireplace appeared with a great fire growing and giving warmth and light.
"Now" Dumbledore spoke as we all got a seat, Harry between Ron and I, and Dumbledore and the teacher in front of us, so we were all facing each other. "You three have been meddling in things again."he said, not sounding dissapointed one bit.
"The only reason we did cause she wouldn't give us her name!!" I explained.
"And she could sense what we were doing!" Ron added.
"And she spoke to only me as if she knew me!" Harry also added.
As we said this, her face was looking sad as if she were trying to pry her memory from a bad dream.
"There is an explanation for all this children, we might as well tell you, it's all." The teacher put her hand up to silence Dumbledore, and he did, and then she said in the most fragile voice,
"I'll tell him, I should of told him at the beginning" she said glaring at Harry as I heard him gulp.
"Listen Harry..." she began. "Im not what you think I am,well I am, but Im just not"
Was it me or that totally confused us even more, what the heck did that mean? Harry and Ron looked just as confused.
"Just tell us the truth, is it Evee?" Harry asked bravely.
"Alright, you were always such a brave child Harry" she said as if she knew Harry at all. "My name, Evee, just a nickname, since my initials are E.V. No one would dare call me by my first name or my last name. But techniclly, my name is Ellohya Voldemort. And no, Im not Voldemort's wife."
We all looked confused, what was she if not his wife, she obviously had the same last name, and she answered our questionly looks,
"Im his...daughter." She said looking down at her hands which twiddled in her lap. Dumbledore just sat staring into nothingness listening. The three of us gasped.
"I guess I should start at the beginning....about a few years back my father" she gulped before proceding,
"he met my mother. He did not love her, he just thought she was beautiful. A pure blood like himself. But she was very poor, never been to Hogwarts herself, she could never afford it, or so he told me. He was very bad at the time, he killed many muggles and many half bloods. He was happy with his succesion, but he needed someone to uphold his honour if something would ever happen to him. So he knew my mother and had her put under a spell so she would think she loved him, and that night I was conceived."
She breathed again, we just intently stared at her.
"Nine months later I was born, and my mother was killed. I never knew my mother either" she looked at Harry.
"My father took me and then raised me to be like him, to hate, to hate everything and all people. But when I saw him kill those innocent people, I knew it wasn't right, not right at all. I never feared him though. I always thought he loved me, he didn't care about anything at times except for me. He never forgot about me at all, took me everywhere, to see places. Unfortunately being the daughter of a great evil Lord brings bad luck, I was born with a curse.." She sighed.
"What curse is that?" Harry asked anxiously.
"I was born being a Wand-no, I was only a month old and I could do magic that I could not understand and that trained older wizards could not do. My father was very pleased. He saw in me what he saw in himself, the same cold laugh and the same red eyes when angry and great power. Unfortunately a power I could not control. I killed a muggle when I was only 1 year old. I didn't know what I was doing. All I remember is a great green light, and well the rest was history."
The three of us still stared in disbelief, we couldn't believe what we were hearing, she talked about he who must not be named as if he were someone who had a bad habit, not for the murderer that he was.
"Years past and he forced me to use my power to kill people, of course I was too young to do what was wrong or right. But then as I grew older I came up with excuses not to go with him and he would believe them, at least I thought he did. But I remember one night specificlly when I was about eight. He told me there was something he needed to do and that I needed to stay home and wait for him." She looked tearful, she almost seemed as if she were crying.
"I remember that day he bent down to his knees and put his hand on my cheek and told me that.he needed to get revenge on the.the Potters, and that he would be right back for me, he promised!" She gasped tearing up and Harry's eyes opened up in shock.
"Im sorry Harry I was to young to know, I knew he was gonna kill your parents but I didn't know about you or about them, and I didn't know he was gonna kill you either. But, I don't know what you did that night Harry, but.I havn't seen my father since, ..and he promised."
She was still talking through her tears while Harry almost teared up himself.
She shivered .
"I've been living in my solitude for years. People would shun me away because of my father. No friends, no family, just on my own, in search of my father, when five years ago I heard he was here at Hogwarts. But when I got her I was too late, you already had desposed of him Harry." She said as if she were angered by this.
"And I realized that I knew he would be back for you Harry so I've been living in this castle since." She explained.
"You were?" asked Ron.
"Yes, to make sure nothing would happen to Harry and to make sure I'd be here to see my father, and Im still waiting.
"So all these years you were living here?" I asked her again.
"Yes, I was here for you match against the Basilisk, I was here for your encounted with Sirius who I keep contact with, and I was here for...the TriWizards tournament. Unfortunately I did know what Moody had planned for you then but at the time only Dumbledore believed me and it was Professor Snape that had the teachers believe I was a lunatic. I was too late to help you Harry and too late to see my father again. But he will be back soon enough." She said squinting her eyes staring at nothingness.
"How do you know?" Harry asked.
"His blood flows through me, I can feel him when he's close. Which is why your scar hurts when Im around, and Im sooo sorry about that. I have to say Harry the death of your parents was the worst thing that ever happened to me beside losing my father."
Harry looked confused.
"Well Evee, I think that is enough for today" Dumbledore jumped in as if to stop the DADA teacher from speaking more truth. "I think that's enough honesty for today, don't you think?"
"Yes professor sir." She replied gently.
"Wait I still have so many questions, how do you know my parents, and why are you so fond of me?" Harry asked standing up.
"That question will have to stay unanswered for now Harry, just know one thing, I would of took care of you if I were allowed." She replied and began to walk off the door before tapping Harry on the head with her hand.
"Wait" I said to her. She turned around.
"Why did you seem mad when we were in here, and why did you make your desk so messy with the obvious paper on it? And how do you know what we are thinking at times?"
"My dear, I still shall remain to keep my secrets, but one day you will know." That was her answer!!
"Why is your name Elloyha?" asked Ron out of nowhere "And what should we call you?"
"My name was descendant from a powerful mythological goddess from another world, from another time. My father always said it meant great power, beauty and evil. And you three could just call me Professor Evee, alright?"
We nodded while I smuggled the piece of paper from the book into my pocket. Afterall she had told us a lot, but there were many questions that were arised and that were left unanswered.
"Well you three, enough excitement, off to bed alright?" And with that Dumbledore began to push us out of the room into the dark hallway, then walking before us leading the way.
"Don't worry Harry" I whispered "We still have this paper, I bet there will be clearer information about her on that, alright?"
Harry just seemed to nod, he seemed preoccupied, of course I would be too if the daughter of a Dark Lord just told me that they would of tooken care of me if they could.
And with that last thought, the three of us headed back to my living quarters to read the paper from that book, and to see what details she had left out of her story.
Just one question remained in my head, was she good as she acted to be right now, a victim of a power hungry father, or was she evil like the evil blood that ran through her veins? Would we ever find out?
**Hey guys, well well, I know chapter 13 was a great cliffhanger, but I just couldn't resist, I needed to get you guys excited for chapter 14, which goes by the title of "THE TRUTH OF D.A.D.A.TEACHER". In this chapter we will find out, her history and her name, and why she is teaching at Hogwarts, and more mysterious things unfold aswell. So if you don't hate me too much for the last cliffhanger, please keep reading and reviewing!!! THANKS!!!**
**And just a simple note, I usually send email replies to all those who send me reviews, but some of you don''t have one in your info, so I just thought I'd let you guys know that. Some of you already have gotten plenty replies back from me. So if you want my constant feedback just drop your email addy kk!?!? THANKS!!**
CHAPTER 14-THE TRUTH OF D.A.D.A TEACHER
Both Ron and I were totally speachless as we looked at the paper in Harry's hand, we could not believe what we were seeing, it was insane, shocking and down right terrifying.
"Shee'ss.a.. her.. name.." Harry continued to stutter.
"ELLOHYA VOLDEMORT!!!" a strong and clear voice yelled out.
Harrry clutched his scar and dropped the paper at the sound of the voice, I grabbed Ron's arm, and Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder, we looked into the darness of the doorway and shown our wands toward it and there she was, a Riddle, a Voldemort...it was her, our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
Still looking beautiful, but suddenly she lost all her brilliance in the anger that was shown in her eyes, which changed from being a brown green to a reddish color. And then we heard her begin to laugh, something which seemed to desturb Harry quite a bit, as if it were a familiar sound from another bad place.
"Hahahahaha" she almost cackled. "I knew you three would come looking here, so I just set it up for you, hahahahahahaha!"
'Set it up for us?' I wondered. What did she mean. Of course, all the papers were blank, and she purposely placed the one paper we wanted on top of the table for us to see, this was a trap.
"How is it possible?" Harry shouted. "How could Voldemort ever have a wife!?!?!"
We suddently saw her gaze go down, almost sad, and her eye color went back to her normal greenish brown, while she clutched the chain on her neck.
Now that we were closer the silver chain had her initials on it "E.V" surrounded by a crystal and silver circle.
"No way Harry, no way, could HE, had a..wife!??" Ron yelled back. "How could you marry someone like Voldemort!!?" Ron asked more to himself then to anyone else.
"Well children, that's cause she is not his wife.." another voice said.
Me, Harry and Ron's head all sprang up behind Voldemort's wife to see that it was Professor Dumbledore there.
"Dumbledore sir, you won't believe what we found out!!??" Harry shouted.
"Found out, my dear boy, you have not found out anything yet, I think we should all sit down first, Evee, would you spring up some chairs for us while I make a fire?"
Dumbledore asked turning to the DADA teacher. I was not ready to call her by her name. But as I watched her, I saw her hands almost show a faint glow as she muttered some spell and five chairs appeared, just as Dumbledore did the same but a fireplace appeared with a great fire growing and giving warmth and light.
"Now" Dumbledore spoke as we all got a seat, Harry between Ron and I, and Dumbledore and the teacher in front of us, so we were all facing each other. "You three have been meddling in things again."he said, not sounding dissapointed one bit.
"The only reason we did cause she wouldn't give us her name!!" I explained.
"And she could sense what we were doing!" Ron added.
"And she spoke to only me as if she knew me!" Harry also added.
As we said this, her face was looking sad as if she were trying to pry her memory from a bad dream.
"There is an explanation for all this children, we might as well tell you, it's all." The teacher put her hand up to silence Dumbledore, and he did, and then she said in the most fragile voice,
"I'll tell him, I should of told him at the beginning" she said glaring at Harry as I heard him gulp.
"Listen Harry..." she began. "Im not what you think I am,well I am, but Im just not"
Was it me or that totally confused us even more, what the heck did that mean? Harry and Ron looked just as confused.
"Just tell us the truth, is it Evee?" Harry asked bravely.
"Alright, you were always such a brave child Harry" she said as if she knew Harry at all. "My name, Evee, just a nickname, since my initials are E.V. No one would dare call me by my first name or my last name. But techniclly, my name is Ellohya Voldemort. And no, Im not Voldemort's wife."
We all looked confused, what was she if not his wife, she obviously had the same last name, and she answered our questionly looks,
"Im his...daughter." She said looking down at her hands which twiddled in her lap. Dumbledore just sat staring into nothingness listening. The three of us gasped.
"I guess I should start at the beginning....about a few years back my father" she gulped before proceding,
"he met my mother. He did not love her, he just thought she was beautiful. A pure blood like himself. But she was very poor, never been to Hogwarts herself, she could never afford it, or so he told me. He was very bad at the time, he killed many muggles and many half bloods. He was happy with his succesion, but he needed someone to uphold his honour if something would ever happen to him. So he knew my mother and had her put under a spell so she would think she loved him, and that night I was conceived."
She breathed again, we just intently stared at her.
"Nine months later I was born, and my mother was killed. I never knew my mother either" she looked at Harry.
"My father took me and then raised me to be like him, to hate, to hate everything and all people. But when I saw him kill those innocent people, I knew it wasn't right, not right at all. I never feared him though. I always thought he loved me, he didn't care about anything at times except for me. He never forgot about me at all, took me everywhere, to see places. Unfortunately being the daughter of a great evil Lord brings bad luck, I was born with a curse.." She sighed.
"What curse is that?" Harry asked anxiously.
"I was born being a Wand-no, I was only a month old and I could do magic that I could not understand and that trained older wizards could not do. My father was very pleased. He saw in me what he saw in himself, the same cold laugh and the same red eyes when angry and great power. Unfortunately a power I could not control. I killed a muggle when I was only 1 year old. I didn't know what I was doing. All I remember is a great green light, and well the rest was history."
The three of us still stared in disbelief, we couldn't believe what we were hearing, she talked about he who must not be named as if he were someone who had a bad habit, not for the murderer that he was.
"Years past and he forced me to use my power to kill people, of course I was too young to do what was wrong or right. But then as I grew older I came up with excuses not to go with him and he would believe them, at least I thought he did. But I remember one night specificlly when I was about eight. He told me there was something he needed to do and that I needed to stay home and wait for him." She looked tearful, she almost seemed as if she were crying.
"I remember that day he bent down to his knees and put his hand on my cheek and told me that.he needed to get revenge on the.the Potters, and that he would be right back for me, he promised!" She gasped tearing up and Harry's eyes opened up in shock.
"Im sorry Harry I was to young to know, I knew he was gonna kill your parents but I didn't know about you or about them, and I didn't know he was gonna kill you either. But, I don't know what you did that night Harry, but.I havn't seen my father since, ..and he promised."
She was still talking through her tears while Harry almost teared up himself.
She shivered .
"I've been living in my solitude for years. People would shun me away because of my father. No friends, no family, just on my own, in search of my father, when five years ago I heard he was here at Hogwarts. But when I got her I was too late, you already had desposed of him Harry." She said as if she were angered by this.
"And I realized that I knew he would be back for you Harry so I've been living in this castle since." She explained.
"You were?" asked Ron.
"Yes, to make sure nothing would happen to Harry and to make sure I'd be here to see my father, and Im still waiting.
"So all these years you were living here?" I asked her again.
"Yes, I was here for you match against the Basilisk, I was here for your encounted with Sirius who I keep contact with, and I was here for...the TriWizards tournament. Unfortunately I did know what Moody had planned for you then but at the time only Dumbledore believed me and it was Professor Snape that had the teachers believe I was a lunatic. I was too late to help you Harry and too late to see my father again. But he will be back soon enough." She said squinting her eyes staring at nothingness.
"How do you know?" Harry asked.
"His blood flows through me, I can feel him when he's close. Which is why your scar hurts when Im around, and Im sooo sorry about that. I have to say Harry the death of your parents was the worst thing that ever happened to me beside losing my father."
Harry looked confused.
"Well Evee, I think that is enough for today" Dumbledore jumped in as if to stop the DADA teacher from speaking more truth. "I think that's enough honesty for today, don't you think?"
"Yes professor sir." She replied gently.
"Wait I still have so many questions, how do you know my parents, and why are you so fond of me?" Harry asked standing up.
"That question will have to stay unanswered for now Harry, just know one thing, I would of took care of you if I were allowed." She replied and began to walk off the door before tapping Harry on the head with her hand.
"Wait" I said to her. She turned around.
"Why did you seem mad when we were in here, and why did you make your desk so messy with the obvious paper on it? And how do you know what we are thinking at times?"
"My dear, I still shall remain to keep my secrets, but one day you will know." That was her answer!!
"Why is your name Elloyha?" asked Ron out of nowhere "And what should we call you?"
"My name was descendant from a powerful mythological goddess from another world, from another time. My father always said it meant great power, beauty and evil. And you three could just call me Professor Evee, alright?"
We nodded while I smuggled the piece of paper from the book into my pocket. Afterall she had told us a lot, but there were many questions that were arised and that were left unanswered.
"Well you three, enough excitement, off to bed alright?" And with that Dumbledore began to push us out of the room into the dark hallway, then walking before us leading the way.
"Don't worry Harry" I whispered "We still have this paper, I bet there will be clearer information about her on that, alright?"
Harry just seemed to nod, he seemed preoccupied, of course I would be too if the daughter of a Dark Lord just told me that they would of tooken care of me if they could.
And with that last thought, the three of us headed back to my living quarters to read the paper from that book, and to see what details she had left out of her story.
Just one question remained in my head, was she good as she acted to be right now, a victim of a power hungry father, or was she evil like the evil blood that ran through her veins? Would we ever find out?