Title: Ava Riddle
Author: Jes Moore Rated: R
(A/N: Warning to all those who love Harry, Ginny and Dumbledor. This story is extremely mean to these characters.)
Summary: What if Voldemort had a daughter? What if she and Draco fell in love? What if she was sent to Hogwarts? What would Dumbledor and Harry do, if they found out? Draco is in his 7th year at Hogwarts and things are about to get a little crazy. More crazy then they were before, if you can believe it.
Chapter 1 Discovering
Draco Malfoy woke to the sound of a scream. He bolted out of his bed at the Malfoy Manor. He pulled on random pants and raced out of his room, wand in hand.
He went to his father's office; which was the most likely place for a scream to come from.
Draco knocked and was greeted by his father's harsh voice. "ENTER!"
"Sorry to disturb you father but I heard a screa-" Draco´s eyes grew wide with fright as he say the Dark Lord standing in the far corner.
The door Draco had been holding open, slammed shut as Draco released it from his grip.
"Draco Malfoy. Been wanting to meet you." A voice like a hiss escaped the Dark Lord's lips. He held out his hand and Draco took it. Draco´s eyes never left Voldemort's face.
"The scream you heard Draco was that of my daughters. I had her taken away from her aunt and uncles house to stay with me. The poor girl lost her mother a year ago." Voldemort explained.
Draco was a little confused. "If you don't mind my curiosity Lord, but I was wondering, since when did you have a daughter?"
"If your willing to listen to a story that may take a while, I shall explain. I was just about to explain it to Lucious."
Draco pulled up a chair. His curiosity, once again getting the best of him. Just as he did a 16-year-old girl walked in.
Draco could see that she had been crying. The girl stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the 17-year-old Draco sitting by her father. She looked away from him a slight blush on her face, at the sight of a topless Draco.
"Ahh. Ava are you better." The strangely concerned Lord asked.
The girl nodded and walked over to her father. As she did so, her and Draco´s eyes locked. Ava looked away first and sat down on the floor at her father's feet.
"I was just about to explain the relation between us to the Malfoy's."
"Then I had better listen too, since I have no idea as to why the hell you brought me here." The girl snapped.
"Manners Ava, manners." Her father scolded.
When Ava thought her father wasn't watching, she stuck out her tongue at him. Draco couldn't help but laugh at the sight of someone doing this, to the most feared wizard in the world.
"Draco! Be silent!" Lucious commanded. Draco immediately fell silent.
"So how this all started was a year before the demon child Harry Potter was born. I had fallen in love with Ava's mother, when"
Voldemort was interrupted by Ava whimpering, at the mention of her mother.
Draco couldn't help it. This girl was pathetic and he couldn't take it. "Stop being such a baby," Draco whined.
The girl glared at him. Her once bright green eyes turned piercing yellow, her straight teeth turned to fangs and her manicured fingernails grew sharp like claws. Ava gave Draco a death glare and he immediately regretted what he had said.
"Ava. do you want me to put the chain on again?" her father warned.
Ava's figure became normal again, although she still stared hatefully at Draco.
"As I was saying. When one of my death eaters; Wormtail I think, told me of the prophesy. It took a while to pin point as to which child was the one I was to destroy. When I did find him, I went immediately to the Potter's home. You know how the next part goes so I will not bother to tell you. I spent 15 years wanting to return. After I did I decided to return to my lover's company. And what should I find but that she had a child, no less then 9 months after I met my down fall. As you could believe I was shocked to know I had, had a daughter for the last 14 years. Me being the stubborn ass that I am, I refused to believe this and I fled. If I had stayed to see Ava, I would have realized how very much like me she is."
As Voldemort looked at his daughter Lucious could see a small part of him that was Tom Riddle. Ava looked away from her father.
"Mother told me stories of you when I was younger. I always believed that if I wished hard enough you would come back. But you never did. Then I came home one day and she was sitting in the kitchen crying. I hid behind the banister to hear what she was saying without getting caught. I heard stuff like: ~ How come he won't listen? Does he not accept her? Why did he have to leave so long ago? I don't understand? ~ I knew that you had come back, but didn't know whom I was. I spent all my time in the next year wishing that you would visit. Then I could prove to you that you could accept me, but I didn't see it. I didn't see that her heart and life was dying. If I had paid more attention to what was, and not to stupid dreams I could have helped her. It's my fault she died! It's my fault." Ava put her head in her arms and cried to her hearts desire.
Draco felt a surge of pain for this girl. Draco was not used to being sympathetic and it confused him.
The Dark Lord sat down next to her and let her take comfort in her newfound father. "Ava. shh. it's not your fault. If it's anyone's fault it's mine. I should have listened."
Draco and his father watched in awe as the most feared and cold hearted wizard showed emotion for the first time in their eyes.
Author: Jes Moore Rated: R
(A/N: Warning to all those who love Harry, Ginny and Dumbledor. This story is extremely mean to these characters.)
Summary: What if Voldemort had a daughter? What if she and Draco fell in love? What if she was sent to Hogwarts? What would Dumbledor and Harry do, if they found out? Draco is in his 7th year at Hogwarts and things are about to get a little crazy. More crazy then they were before, if you can believe it.
Chapter 1 Discovering
Draco Malfoy woke to the sound of a scream. He bolted out of his bed at the Malfoy Manor. He pulled on random pants and raced out of his room, wand in hand.
He went to his father's office; which was the most likely place for a scream to come from.
Draco knocked and was greeted by his father's harsh voice. "ENTER!"
"Sorry to disturb you father but I heard a screa-" Draco´s eyes grew wide with fright as he say the Dark Lord standing in the far corner.
The door Draco had been holding open, slammed shut as Draco released it from his grip.
"Draco Malfoy. Been wanting to meet you." A voice like a hiss escaped the Dark Lord's lips. He held out his hand and Draco took it. Draco´s eyes never left Voldemort's face.
"The scream you heard Draco was that of my daughters. I had her taken away from her aunt and uncles house to stay with me. The poor girl lost her mother a year ago." Voldemort explained.
Draco was a little confused. "If you don't mind my curiosity Lord, but I was wondering, since when did you have a daughter?"
"If your willing to listen to a story that may take a while, I shall explain. I was just about to explain it to Lucious."
Draco pulled up a chair. His curiosity, once again getting the best of him. Just as he did a 16-year-old girl walked in.
Draco could see that she had been crying. The girl stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the 17-year-old Draco sitting by her father. She looked away from him a slight blush on her face, at the sight of a topless Draco.
"Ahh. Ava are you better." The strangely concerned Lord asked.
The girl nodded and walked over to her father. As she did so, her and Draco´s eyes locked. Ava looked away first and sat down on the floor at her father's feet.
"I was just about to explain the relation between us to the Malfoy's."
"Then I had better listen too, since I have no idea as to why the hell you brought me here." The girl snapped.
"Manners Ava, manners." Her father scolded.
When Ava thought her father wasn't watching, she stuck out her tongue at him. Draco couldn't help but laugh at the sight of someone doing this, to the most feared wizard in the world.
"Draco! Be silent!" Lucious commanded. Draco immediately fell silent.
"So how this all started was a year before the demon child Harry Potter was born. I had fallen in love with Ava's mother, when"
Voldemort was interrupted by Ava whimpering, at the mention of her mother.
Draco couldn't help it. This girl was pathetic and he couldn't take it. "Stop being such a baby," Draco whined.
The girl glared at him. Her once bright green eyes turned piercing yellow, her straight teeth turned to fangs and her manicured fingernails grew sharp like claws. Ava gave Draco a death glare and he immediately regretted what he had said.
"Ava. do you want me to put the chain on again?" her father warned.
Ava's figure became normal again, although she still stared hatefully at Draco.
"As I was saying. When one of my death eaters; Wormtail I think, told me of the prophesy. It took a while to pin point as to which child was the one I was to destroy. When I did find him, I went immediately to the Potter's home. You know how the next part goes so I will not bother to tell you. I spent 15 years wanting to return. After I did I decided to return to my lover's company. And what should I find but that she had a child, no less then 9 months after I met my down fall. As you could believe I was shocked to know I had, had a daughter for the last 14 years. Me being the stubborn ass that I am, I refused to believe this and I fled. If I had stayed to see Ava, I would have realized how very much like me she is."
As Voldemort looked at his daughter Lucious could see a small part of him that was Tom Riddle. Ava looked away from her father.
"Mother told me stories of you when I was younger. I always believed that if I wished hard enough you would come back. But you never did. Then I came home one day and she was sitting in the kitchen crying. I hid behind the banister to hear what she was saying without getting caught. I heard stuff like: ~ How come he won't listen? Does he not accept her? Why did he have to leave so long ago? I don't understand? ~ I knew that you had come back, but didn't know whom I was. I spent all my time in the next year wishing that you would visit. Then I could prove to you that you could accept me, but I didn't see it. I didn't see that her heart and life was dying. If I had paid more attention to what was, and not to stupid dreams I could have helped her. It's my fault she died! It's my fault." Ava put her head in her arms and cried to her hearts desire.
Draco felt a surge of pain for this girl. Draco was not used to being sympathetic and it confused him.
The Dark Lord sat down next to her and let her take comfort in her newfound father. "Ava. shh. it's not your fault. If it's anyone's fault it's mine. I should have listened."
Draco and his father watched in awe as the most feared and cold hearted wizard showed emotion for the first time in their eyes.