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Chapter four- Riddle

Mr. Weasley looked at Jenna long and hard. "You must be mistaken sir my name is Jenna Kowalzyk not Jenna Riddle," She said. Mr. Weasley nodded, "Of course, it's probably only a coincidence that both your first names are Jenna and you both have a distinct scar. It's my mistake." Jenna could feel the pit in her stomach twist. She suddenly felt sick, lying always did that to her

"Bye Jenna," Fred said waving to her, "I hope I'll be able to see you again."

"Bye Fred," She said back trying not to blush. She waved him off and couldn't help but smile. Hermione noticed Jenna blushing and couldn't help but utter a remark, "you like him don't you." Jenna Shrugged.

It was getting late so Jenna thought it best to be on her way. The three of them took the night bus. It was Mrs. Granger's idea Hermione and Harry go with her. Better be safe then sorry she always said.

When the three arrived at the Leaky Cauldron it was already dark. As they walked towards the door Harry grabbed his forehead and screamed. "Harry!" Hermione exclaimed grabbing his arm. "My scar! It burns!" Harry yelled.

"Maybe we shouldn't go inside," Jenna said nervously. Hermione disagreed, "No we should face it, whatever it is." She seemed confident. Jenna shook her head, "I'm scared of what IT is." Harry stood up straight as the pain from his scar faded and then he nodded agreeing they should enter.

As they entered the Leaky Cauldron everything seemed normal. The bartender was just cleaning up and there didn't seem to be any customers. Jenna nudged Harry and pointed to the table in the back. There was a man sitting there wearing a black hooded coat so they could not see his face. The man was huddling over a mug of beer. "Probably just a drunk." Harry whispered. The man moved as if he had heard what Harry had said and spoke, "A drunk? Rubbish! You must be mistaken boy."

They became fixated on the man. "Do you know who I am?" he asked. They shook their heads. "Let me show you then," The man stood up taking down his hood. Jenna gasped. They were shocked at the sight of Lord Voldemort. "Did you miss me Jenna?" he asked. Harry looked at Jenna and could see the terror in her eyes. Voldemort walked closer to them and began to speak again.

"I'm proud of you Jenna, finally making some real friends but with the worst type, my grandest enemy and a mud blood. Well at least you're socializing. My dear did you lie to them? I feel you did. I've heard you've been going by a new name. Kowalzyk? Your mother's name, Aye? Tell them the truth about your name!"

"No! I will not!" Jenna yelled back at him. She took a seat at the bar. "Don't argue with me you stubborn girl. Tell them! Tell them or I'll kill them!" Jenna shot Voldemort a look of disgust and then focused her attention towards Harry and Hermione. "Back at your house, what Mr. Weasley said was true. My name is Jenna…Riddle. Kowalzyk was my mother's last name. I'm ashamed but I'm sorry. I didn't want you to think low of me," she turned and placed her head down on the bar.

Harry looked at her, "Like Tom Riddle?" Jenna nodded avoiding eye contact. Voldemort grinned. "I'm guessing you know then," he said to Jenna, "About my little secret. But I wanted to tell you myself" Jenna became wide-eyed and gulped. "Don't say it!" She yelled at him. Voldemort grinned again. "Jenna, I am your father."

As the sound of truth filled the room Jenna grasped her ears and presses her hands against them trying not to hear. Finally Harry spoke up, "You have a child? You are his child?"

"Stop it!" Hermione yelled at Voldemort, "Can't you see you're torturing her? Please stop it!" Voldemort shot a malicious look at her and then slowly backed up.

"Ooohhhh I'm sooo scared! What are you going to do you filthy mud blood." This made Harry become enraged with fury. He launched forward trying to punch Voldemort in the face. "Expelliarmus!" Yelled Voldemort. The flash of red light made Harry fly across the room. Finally Jenna sprung into action raising her wand to her own father. Voldemort frowned, "how dare you!" He pointed his wand back at her, "You want to duel? Fine then. Petrificus Totalus!" Jenna fell to the ground stiff as a board. Voldemort now focused his attention on the only teen left standing.

"So, now it's just you and me. Are you afraid girl?" Hermione nodded, "Not one bit."

Voldemort was subdued, "If I were you I'd be very afraid."

"Why should I," she questioned. Voldemort again became very serious. "You question my wrath. Stupid girl let us see how you stand against the Curse of intolerable pain." He raised his wand to her. "Crucio!" Hermione crouched as the pain shot through her feeble body. An incredibly lasting pain she had never felt before.

Harry saw Hermione as he awoke from his unconscious state. He couldn't stand to watch the only girl he ever felt for being tortured in such an inhumane way. He grabbed the wand beside him and yelled "Expelliarmus!" Knocking the wand from Voldemort's hand.

Only seconds after Cornelius Fudge the minister of magic burst in with some Aurors. But they weren't fast enough. Voldemort disappeared with a bright blue flash. They were just too late. Harry went to Hermione hugging her. "Are you alright?" She nodded. "Jenna!" She exclaimed just remember that she lay on the ground. They hurried to her waking her up. "Uhh what happened? Oh never mind," Jenna said, "I remember." The three sat there with nothing to say to one another, just trying to forget the horrifying experience that had just unfolded.