Never in a Million Years
***I do not own any of the character, they are all J. K. Rowling's except for Riddle and Lilly Daisy.***
Chapter 2- The Son of the Dark Lord
Draco awoke with an evil laugh.
"What? Draco is that you?" Questioned Visco.
Visco Riddle was the son of Lord Voldemort. Because he did not what this to get out at Hogwarts, there he was known as Visco Williams. Unlike his father, he had shaggy brown hair lightened by the sun, with eyes a hazel color. Visco had somewhat of a muscular build, and tan colored skin. His right arm concealed the sign of his father, the dark mark. He was proud of being Voldemort's only son, but did not show it. If anyone besides Draco found out, he would be expelled from Hogwarts.
"Yeh, it's me," Draco replied.
"Why are you so happy, mate. No one should be up this late, let alone happy about that?"
"Just a dream about my father's death". Draco said Casually.
"Ok? Wait, is your father dead?"
Draco told Visco the dream he just had, about the conversation he had with his father and his forbidden love for Hermione Granger. He related how his father had murdered his mother with that damned sword. How Draco hated his father for this and took out his revenge on his father with the same sword. Of course Draco left out the part about not wanting to become a deatheater and following Voldemort because he knew he was talking to Voldemort's son.
"Well, that's quite a story. What happened with your mother, I mean why did your father kill her?"
"Just the sheer joy of killing . . . and I guess that damned sword of Slytherin cast a spell on anyone touching it." Draco paused pensively for a moment and asked, "Do you have a mother?"
"Nope, she let it slip that she was a mudblood. And, of course, my father killed her on the spot. I don't remember her cause I was very young. But, I overheard my father proudly telling the story at a get-together."
"Visco I'm really sorry."
"That's ok."
"Not to change the topic . . . But, did you see that new first year, a Gryffindor I think."
"Yeah quite a character she is. What was her name, oh yeh. 'Like oh- my- god it's so nice to meet you, oh yeah my name is like, Lilly Daisy.'" They both chuckled. " Definitely a character."
One of the new first years that had been sorted into Gryffindor that night had in fact been a girl called Lilly Daisy. She had blond hair that shined like the sun. Her eyes sparkled with happiness. But, boy, was she ever a ditz!
"I'd call her an 'air head' . . . I'm going to bed. Night." Visco yawned.
"Good night. Wait, Are you still awake."
"No do you want me to be?"
"Yeah". Draco said a bit annoyed.
"Ok, What do you want?"
"Please Visco, what ever you do, do not tell your dad about anything I have just said. I know for sure he would kill me because I killed his best deatheater."
Visco crossed his fingers, "I swear not to tell a soul or my father."
"Thank you, good night."
"Yeah, good night."
As soon as Visco heard Draco snoring, he quietly got out of bed and took out a piece of parchment and quill to write a letter. 'That fool, he thinks I'm really going to keep my promise and not tell my father. Father will be so proud of what I have found out.' He went over to his desk and started to a letter to his father:
Dear Father,
I hope you are well, and everything is going according to plan. Dumbledore did not say anything of interest during the welcoming feast tonight. It was just the usual 'remember Lord Voldemort is still out there, so keep your eyes open and focus on your studies. I hope that he will be gone soon. Until then, I recommend caution to all.' Ha, I know no one can defeat you! I was talking to Draco Malfoy and I found out some information that would greatly interest you. Lucis Malfoy is dead, he was killed by his own son Draco. Also he told me who he is in love with. I know you may not care but she could help you get to Draco. She is a mudblood. Her name is Hermione Granger, she is a friend of Potter's. I truly hope you find all this information useful.
Your faithful son,
Visco Riddle
He looked up and saw Shadow, his trusted falcon sitting on the window sill. Shadow was mainly white with brown and black spots, with piercing green eyes.
Visco folded the letter. "Shadow, come here I have a very important letter I need you to take to father". Visco tied the letter to Shadow's leg. With a squawk of excitement she flew out the window.
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Hey you guys. I hoped you liked it! I would like to thank katerpiller for being the first person who reviewed to my story.
~ Potter4perz and horselover
***I do not own any of the character, they are all J. K. Rowling's except for Riddle and Lilly Daisy.***
Chapter 2- The Son of the Dark Lord
Draco awoke with an evil laugh.
"What? Draco is that you?" Questioned Visco.
Visco Riddle was the son of Lord Voldemort. Because he did not what this to get out at Hogwarts, there he was known as Visco Williams. Unlike his father, he had shaggy brown hair lightened by the sun, with eyes a hazel color. Visco had somewhat of a muscular build, and tan colored skin. His right arm concealed the sign of his father, the dark mark. He was proud of being Voldemort's only son, but did not show it. If anyone besides Draco found out, he would be expelled from Hogwarts.
"Yeh, it's me," Draco replied.
"Why are you so happy, mate. No one should be up this late, let alone happy about that?"
"Just a dream about my father's death". Draco said Casually.
"Ok? Wait, is your father dead?"
Draco told Visco the dream he just had, about the conversation he had with his father and his forbidden love for Hermione Granger. He related how his father had murdered his mother with that damned sword. How Draco hated his father for this and took out his revenge on his father with the same sword. Of course Draco left out the part about not wanting to become a deatheater and following Voldemort because he knew he was talking to Voldemort's son.
"Well, that's quite a story. What happened with your mother, I mean why did your father kill her?"
"Just the sheer joy of killing . . . and I guess that damned sword of Slytherin cast a spell on anyone touching it." Draco paused pensively for a moment and asked, "Do you have a mother?"
"Nope, she let it slip that she was a mudblood. And, of course, my father killed her on the spot. I don't remember her cause I was very young. But, I overheard my father proudly telling the story at a get-together."
"Visco I'm really sorry."
"That's ok."
"Not to change the topic . . . But, did you see that new first year, a Gryffindor I think."
"Yeah quite a character she is. What was her name, oh yeh. 'Like oh- my- god it's so nice to meet you, oh yeah my name is like, Lilly Daisy.'" They both chuckled. " Definitely a character."
One of the new first years that had been sorted into Gryffindor that night had in fact been a girl called Lilly Daisy. She had blond hair that shined like the sun. Her eyes sparkled with happiness. But, boy, was she ever a ditz!
"I'd call her an 'air head' . . . I'm going to bed. Night." Visco yawned.
"Good night. Wait, Are you still awake."
"No do you want me to be?"
"Yeah". Draco said a bit annoyed.
"Ok, What do you want?"
"Please Visco, what ever you do, do not tell your dad about anything I have just said. I know for sure he would kill me because I killed his best deatheater."
Visco crossed his fingers, "I swear not to tell a soul or my father."
"Thank you, good night."
"Yeah, good night."
As soon as Visco heard Draco snoring, he quietly got out of bed and took out a piece of parchment and quill to write a letter. 'That fool, he thinks I'm really going to keep my promise and not tell my father. Father will be so proud of what I have found out.' He went over to his desk and started to a letter to his father:
Dear Father,
I hope you are well, and everything is going according to plan. Dumbledore did not say anything of interest during the welcoming feast tonight. It was just the usual 'remember Lord Voldemort is still out there, so keep your eyes open and focus on your studies. I hope that he will be gone soon. Until then, I recommend caution to all.' Ha, I know no one can defeat you! I was talking to Draco Malfoy and I found out some information that would greatly interest you. Lucis Malfoy is dead, he was killed by his own son Draco. Also he told me who he is in love with. I know you may not care but she could help you get to Draco. She is a mudblood. Her name is Hermione Granger, she is a friend of Potter's. I truly hope you find all this information useful.
Your faithful son,
Visco Riddle
He looked up and saw Shadow, his trusted falcon sitting on the window sill. Shadow was mainly white with brown and black spots, with piercing green eyes.
Visco folded the letter. "Shadow, come here I have a very important letter I need you to take to father". Visco tied the letter to Shadow's leg. With a squawk of excitement she flew out the window.
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Hey you guys. I hoped you liked it! I would like to thank katerpiller for being the first person who reviewed to my story.
~ Potter4perz and horselover