The little girl looked at the venomous snake in front of her and smiled. The mamba stopped hissing and came towards the dark haired child. "Shranked envertramo shaomle", she murmured gently. The orphanage head looked on in silence as the reptile wound itself around her charge and bite the baby. She waited for the scream but none came. Then, to her amazement, the girls shoulder glowed faintly silver in the shape of a diamond and faded. Slowly, the girl turned around. "We can go back now. I'm through chatting."
As she spoke she smile for the first time her caretaker had ever seen. And that was three years. Through her astonishment the older female took the little one's hand and the two walked back to the Witch and Wizard Orphanage.
The instant they got back the head, Mikare, started thinking about what she had witnessed. The toddler had never spoken a word. Yet here was the girl chatting away, it seemed, to the black snake that she had found that morning. Then she remembered the unusual air that came with the night the girl was brought to the steps.
The night was dark and uncommonly cold for late summer. She had been putting extra blankets on the children when Mikare heard a rapping at the giant slab of wood that served as the front entrance. She rushed to see if one of the kids had been locked out. Upon opening the door she started to speak. "How in the world could you be stuck outside on this cold a-"Mikare broke off when she saw the visitor robed in silver and black holding a bundle of deep green in its arms.
A voice flowed from the hood gently, pleading, and mother like. It wept with the emotion of one who cannot bear to do what they must. "Please watch over my daughter. Return her to her father when she is old enough to understand. Don't question what she does for it is what she must do, just as I must do this with out question. You may only give her to a man who has power, money, and a son. Promise me this and you shall be rewarded."
Mikare knew the only answer was yes and so she promised that she would. "I will treat her like she is the only one who matters for the world to exist." The lady's voice came again sadly this time. "That may be the truth. Only time will tell." The ghostly form stiffened for a moment then slowly relaxed.
"This child must be kept safe. On her second birthday, which will be Halloween in a year's time, you must give her this letter. You may think that she will not be able to read so soon but she already knows how. She knows what to do. On her fifth birthday you will present her with this necklace. It is her only memory of who she is and who her birth parents are." Again the figure stiffened and hurriedly passed the child, letter, and jewelry to Mikare.
As soon as her mission was accomplished the silver cloak turned black. Mikare had one last question. "Wait! Who is the béb's father? I must know." Her voice sounded too loud for the calmness that had resumed. A whisper in the wind told only the girl's last name. "Riddle."
Mikare awoke from the trance she had been in to the sound of the doorknocker being slammed against the maple wood. Hurrying to open it she gave orders for the children to be put outside to play. Anyone who wishes to adopt a child wants to meet them when they are happy and playing outside. The witches and wizards of London were no exception. Mikare had sent many children off to good homes in this manner and she wasn't about to stop doing it.
She opened the door to see Lucious Malfloy standing on the front stoop. "Good afternoon Madam. I have come here to adopt a child for my son to play with and my wife to once again spoil. Narcissa wants a girl and Draco doesn't really care as long as they are nice and fun. Hair color and eye color doesn't matter today but the child must be a pure blood of about oh, two or three years old. Do I make myself clear?"
Mikare nodded and showed him to the playground. The area was quite beautiful with a swing set and slide to one area, climbing equipment in another, and a small peaceful fountain in one corner. It was by that fountain that the little dark mamba child, as everyone affectionately called her, sat talking to her snake friend. Lucious didn't notice her at first because he was looking at all the other laughing and playing children who didn't even invite the lonely youngster to join in their game of freeze tag. The snake that the girl had been holding suddenly streaked across the play yard and slithered towards the other children. The child hopped off her seat and ran very fast to pick up her pet before it caused any harm.
She started to sooth the reptile and that was when Lucious Malfloy got his first good look at the little girl. Perfect. And she can marry Draco when they get older. I wonder what her name is. He snapped out of his thoughts and directly asked the question to Mikare. "I don't know. She was brought to us little more than two years ago and is almost exactly the type of child you are looking for. I only know her last name and it may not be her last name at all. I think that it's Riddle." Mikare hesitated then spoke again. "If you want to know her first name, ask her. She knows more about herself than I do."
She called the girl over. "Bébé! Come here! This is Lucious Malfloy. Would you like to go live with him and have a brother to play with?" The child didn't answer for a moment. When she spoke her voice sounded like that of the woman who had brought her to the orphanage. "Yes, I would. But don't adopt me sir. Just give me a place to grow up as myself. The last of a great and powerful family."
Mr. Malfloy agreed to her request. On the way to the office Mikare handed him the necklace and gave him the instructions. "The last thing that I need on these forms is a name for her." The girl spoke up. "I already have a name. Akala Viviane Riddle. I need nothing more." The discussion was closed and Akala and Lucious climbed into the carriage which set off for the Malfloy Summer Home in France.
What do you think? Please review and I have set my self a goal. 1,000 words per entry minimum! This chapter was 1,130 words long. Hope you enjoyed it!
Dani-Marie
As she spoke she smile for the first time her caretaker had ever seen. And that was three years. Through her astonishment the older female took the little one's hand and the two walked back to the Witch and Wizard Orphanage.
The instant they got back the head, Mikare, started thinking about what she had witnessed. The toddler had never spoken a word. Yet here was the girl chatting away, it seemed, to the black snake that she had found that morning. Then she remembered the unusual air that came with the night the girl was brought to the steps.
The night was dark and uncommonly cold for late summer. She had been putting extra blankets on the children when Mikare heard a rapping at the giant slab of wood that served as the front entrance. She rushed to see if one of the kids had been locked out. Upon opening the door she started to speak. "How in the world could you be stuck outside on this cold a-"Mikare broke off when she saw the visitor robed in silver and black holding a bundle of deep green in its arms.
A voice flowed from the hood gently, pleading, and mother like. It wept with the emotion of one who cannot bear to do what they must. "Please watch over my daughter. Return her to her father when she is old enough to understand. Don't question what she does for it is what she must do, just as I must do this with out question. You may only give her to a man who has power, money, and a son. Promise me this and you shall be rewarded."
Mikare knew the only answer was yes and so she promised that she would. "I will treat her like she is the only one who matters for the world to exist." The lady's voice came again sadly this time. "That may be the truth. Only time will tell." The ghostly form stiffened for a moment then slowly relaxed.
"This child must be kept safe. On her second birthday, which will be Halloween in a year's time, you must give her this letter. You may think that she will not be able to read so soon but she already knows how. She knows what to do. On her fifth birthday you will present her with this necklace. It is her only memory of who she is and who her birth parents are." Again the figure stiffened and hurriedly passed the child, letter, and jewelry to Mikare.
As soon as her mission was accomplished the silver cloak turned black. Mikare had one last question. "Wait! Who is the béb's father? I must know." Her voice sounded too loud for the calmness that had resumed. A whisper in the wind told only the girl's last name. "Riddle."
Mikare awoke from the trance she had been in to the sound of the doorknocker being slammed against the maple wood. Hurrying to open it she gave orders for the children to be put outside to play. Anyone who wishes to adopt a child wants to meet them when they are happy and playing outside. The witches and wizards of London were no exception. Mikare had sent many children off to good homes in this manner and she wasn't about to stop doing it.
She opened the door to see Lucious Malfloy standing on the front stoop. "Good afternoon Madam. I have come here to adopt a child for my son to play with and my wife to once again spoil. Narcissa wants a girl and Draco doesn't really care as long as they are nice and fun. Hair color and eye color doesn't matter today but the child must be a pure blood of about oh, two or three years old. Do I make myself clear?"
Mikare nodded and showed him to the playground. The area was quite beautiful with a swing set and slide to one area, climbing equipment in another, and a small peaceful fountain in one corner. It was by that fountain that the little dark mamba child, as everyone affectionately called her, sat talking to her snake friend. Lucious didn't notice her at first because he was looking at all the other laughing and playing children who didn't even invite the lonely youngster to join in their game of freeze tag. The snake that the girl had been holding suddenly streaked across the play yard and slithered towards the other children. The child hopped off her seat and ran very fast to pick up her pet before it caused any harm.
She started to sooth the reptile and that was when Lucious Malfloy got his first good look at the little girl. Perfect. And she can marry Draco when they get older. I wonder what her name is. He snapped out of his thoughts and directly asked the question to Mikare. "I don't know. She was brought to us little more than two years ago and is almost exactly the type of child you are looking for. I only know her last name and it may not be her last name at all. I think that it's Riddle." Mikare hesitated then spoke again. "If you want to know her first name, ask her. She knows more about herself than I do."
She called the girl over. "Bébé! Come here! This is Lucious Malfloy. Would you like to go live with him and have a brother to play with?" The child didn't answer for a moment. When she spoke her voice sounded like that of the woman who had brought her to the orphanage. "Yes, I would. But don't adopt me sir. Just give me a place to grow up as myself. The last of a great and powerful family."
Mr. Malfloy agreed to her request. On the way to the office Mikare handed him the necklace and gave him the instructions. "The last thing that I need on these forms is a name for her." The girl spoke up. "I already have a name. Akala Viviane Riddle. I need nothing more." The discussion was closed and Akala and Lucious climbed into the carriage which set off for the Malfloy Summer Home in France.
What do you think? Please review and I have set my self a goal. 1,000 words per entry minimum! This chapter was 1,130 words long. Hope you enjoyed it!
Dani-Marie