"Aaahh….Well, you see, I will explain. Please sit." He gestured to the chair beside me and I threw myself down.
"You see, I knew you still had relatives left. But the Malfoy family were all locked in Azkaban. It seems as though Narcissa got out early. I'm guessing her sentence ended. She didn't commit crimes, nor was she a death eater, but she did pass information to the Dark Lord. If I'd known she was out, I would have given her permission to take you in. Seeing as it is now, there's need for you to go back to the orphanage, if your aunt would like, I can send a letter to her, asking if she'd be honored to take you. After all, she is your relative. You see, when I came to Hogwarts, my old Headmaster told me that I had to remain with my relative. As I would be safe with them because protection lies with them…the protection of my mother's love. As long as I was with my Aunt and uncle, I was safe from Voldemort. Although you have nothing to run from, I still think it's fair that you can live with her if you'd like"
"Yes I would like to very much!" I snapped.
"But….I was afraid something like this might happen"
"Like what?" I growled, anger still in my veins. He looked down at his hands and sighed and then looked at me.
"I didn't…I don't want your Aunt to tell you everything about your parents. I should expect it…it's bound to happen anyway….it's in your blood. Yet, I can already sense that your father's genes have already taken affect on you now that you've been told a bit about your parents and that you've been sorted." He studied me for a while.
"I can see him looking back at me…." I stood up suddenly. "You're insane." I walked out of his office and slammed the door behind me.
Winter break closed in on me like the walls of a room to a claustrophobic person. I continued to write to my Aunt. It turns out that her husband and son are Death Eaters, locked up in Azkaban. They still claim to be. Like Marius's father, they too believed the Dark Lord to be alive still. I still don't see how. My Aunt told me that Professor Potter stabbed my father multiple times. My mother was the sister of Aunt Cissy. In fact, when my mother was giving birth to me, Aunt Cissy was the one who delivered me. She said that my mother rescued me from the Order of the Phoenix during the final battle of the second war. The Order of the Phoenix is an organization which works against the Dark Lord. The entire group is full of Aurors, dark wizard catchers. After saving me, my mother found my father all covered in blood. Soon after, the Ministry workers from the Ministry of Magic came to retrieve the bodies of their fallen soldiers and they found my mother crying over the Dark Lord's supposed to be dead body. They took her to Azkaban and gave her a trial. At the trial, the told her that she was to receive the Dementor's Kiss. They took her soul. Now according to Aunt Cissy, my mother is still alive…just sitting staring out the window at St. Mungo's hospital. She never talks…just sits. Just a body. But she said that we can go visit her. She won't know who I am. But she doesn't have to. I just want to see my mother. They buried my father in his family graveyard. According to my Aunt, I have a house, but I can't move in until I'm legal age to move out on my own. It was my father's house and was used for the head quarters during the second war. Past down from Riddle to Riddle. My father never got it. He killed my Grandfather, who's rumored to be a muggle, someone who's not magical. I don't know the story about my Father's family yet. My Aunt promised to tell it to me when we visited my Father's grave next week when I go visit her. She told me that she doesn't see why I should go there. It's just a grave. Although we should honor the Dark Lord…why honor his grave if he's not dead? Again, this confuses me. Envy also. And Marius and Maleah. Winter Break came fast. Soon I found myself back at Platform 9 ¾. A woman with long blonde hair walked up to me.
"I knew it was you. You look like your mother. And you have your father's eyes." She lifted my chin and smiled. I slapped her hand away and stepped back.
"Who are you!" She gapped and the smiled. "Aunt Cissy?" She nodded. "Oh…I didn't expect…" I laughed and hugged her. She laughed.
"You have your father's rage and your mother's love." I smiled. "Come, come, you must be cold. Let's go back to my manor and get you all settled in. She took my trunk for me and held out her hand. I took it and was pulled back slightly. Soon I found myself in a dimly lit hallway.
"Come, follow me." She led me up the stairs and down a hall. Portraits of people hung on the walls.
"That's Damien Malfoy, and that's Francis Malfoy….the Malfoy's have one of the most purest bloodlines ever. Of course Slytherin is the most. I don't think there's ever been a female with Slytherin blood in centuries. Here's your room. It had black walls with candles hanging, their flame had a greenish glow to it. A dark green rug grew beneath my shoes. A black canopy hung over a large bed. She placed my trunk on the bed and turned to me.
"You must be hungry from you long journey, dear. Would you like some lunch?" I nodded and followed her downstairs into the dining room.
"Perky!" She called. I stared at her. Suddenly, a small creature appeared at her side. It looked like a long-eared, hairless cat that was wearing a tea-cozy.
"Get us some ice cream and juice." The creature nodded, bowed and ran off through a door. Aunt Cissy smirked at me.
"Well, you're not just going to eat healthy food all day are you? You're a child, have some fun. Last time I had fun were in my follower days. Fridays were the best, drinking with the Death Eaters and playing cards. Good times…Used to kick Wormtail's ass back then. Of course all of the Death Eaters did." She laughed. I frowned.
"Wormtail"
"Secret-Keeper of the Dark Lord." She said simply. "Small mangy old man. Bald almost, warts, buck teeth, rat-like, missing a finger"
"He was missing a finger?" She nodded, "Cut it off himself." I gapped. The door opened and Perky came out holding a try with 2 glasses filled with ice cream and 2 goblets of pumpkin juice.
"Why did he cut it off?" I asked as Perky disappeared through the door.
"To frame my cousin, Sirius. Blood traitor." She muttered. I took a sip of my juice and shared at my ice cream.
"What was my mom like?" I asked quietly, the goblet's rim resting against my wet lips. I continued to share into the ice cream until my eyes crossed and I looked away. Aunt Cissy sighed.
"Very loyal to your father I must say. Of course all of his followers were, if not, they were killed. That's how it was with the Dark Lord, Join or Die. But your mother was something else, I'll tell you. Always talking about him. Bragged to the other Death Eaters. Used to piss them off. Especially Severus Snape and my husband, Lucius. She loved to torture. It was her specialty. She and her husband used torture for fun, not just for the Dark Lord's orders. She'd curse her victims and if that didn't satisfy her, she'd cut them slowly and painfully or mock them using this baby voice she had. And it all started when she was a child, out in the garden pulling wings off of butter"
"Wait, she was married"
"Yes. Got married after she left school. Rodolphus Lestrange. Handsome Frenchman"
"But I thought she loved the Dark Lord"
"Well, after she got out of Azkaban, she lost her love for Rodolphus and then fell in love with the Dark Lord"
"She was in Azkaban?" I asked, setting my goblet down on the table.
"Yes. For 14 years, poor dear, then escaped to return to your father's side. After Dumbledore was killed, your father was the most powerful wizard in the world. She then confessed her love to him"
"Professor Potter said that my father didn't love her"
"At first. It sort of shocked him that one of his long-time Death Eaters would hide feelings from him. And they were close, your parents. My sister might not have been secret-keeper, but he shared all of his plans with her. Even though he didn't love her back, he agreed to be with her. I guess that's when he had the idea in his head to make an heir"
"My father only wanted her for sex"
"No, not really. Her body for temporary use more like… After spending a few nights with her, he started to fall in love. It seemed impossible and some of the Death Eaters laughed at the idea. But when he announced that he would be marrying her, they choked back their laughter and kissed the hems of his robes. Took a while for them to get used to bowing down to your mother though. Once your mother had you, they wouldn't let you out of their sight. Right little bundle of joy you were." I smiled and started to eat my ice cream. Envy slithered up my side and along my arm.
"Ah ha…already using your talents I see." I smiled and Envy smelled the air.
"Her name is Envy"
"Your father had a pet serpent also. Her name was Nagini. But she's dead now"
"Aww"
"Your father killed her"
"What"
"She was jealous and tried to attack you and your mother, even before you were born. Something about her having feelings for the Dark Lord and was mad that my sister was married to him and not her"
"But she was a snake"
"Yes…the Dark Lord tried to tell her that humans and animals couldn't be together, no matter how snake-like he was. Also, his heart didn't belong to her"
The thought of a giant snake in love with my father was quite strange, but my mind was on something else, my mother. Auntie said that she will bring me to see her tomorrow. I was nervous, but also depressed. I wished that I could talk to her. I mean I could, but I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted her to say my name, to know that I was her daughter. I rolled over in the
