Hello again :) everything belongs to Jk Rowling. This one is about Delphini Riddle. Please review, what do you think so far? Who should I do next?
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Evita
My name is Delphini. Delphini Diggory, the name I borrowed. Delphini Riddle, my father's name. Delphini Black, my mother's maiden name. Delphini Gaunt, my paternal grandfather's name. Delphini Lestrange, my mother's husbands name.
Does it matter what my name is? No one cares. I had an imaginary friend growing up. Lonely, I was lonely. I never got to go to Hogwarts because the bitch of a woman who raised me wouldn't let me go.
Oh no, why could I go? I'm just a monster. In some ways I hate the Wizarding world. I turn to muggle food, clothing, entertainment. Netflix and cinema. Iphones and Tvs. But then I feel guilty. My father wouldn't want me doing that.
My parents must have loved me. They must have done. I can't be unlovable, surely. I'm a bitch, sure. I'm selfish. And they say my fathers a monster. But I don't understand why I'm a monster, just because of society's opinion of my parentage.
Two children where orphaned in the battle of Hogwarts. 2 babes cried as their mothers, both born to the house of Black, both descendants of Phineas Black. Both of our fathers where considered monsters by society. But one of us gets acceptance. Love. A good face in society.
I don't understand why I'm so different from him. We both have blue hair. We're related. One of Molly Weasleys grandchildren was even attracted to us for God's sake. Although, I'm still convinced that Albus was gay and confused. But still. We're the same.
The only difference between me and Teddy Lupin, is that his parents where on the opposite side of the war. And so because of that I'm a monster. So I got abused. Raised by a woman who thought beating me was entertaining. She only took me for the money.
I thought that the only way I could be happy was to have my parents back. A family. Someone to care for me. Love.
I tried for a while, to be a good person. I lived amongst muggles, listening to Billie Eilish and watching Riverdale. Being a muggle. But still, no one cared about me. So I needed to get my parents back. They would care.
Albus Severus Potter, and my own cousins son, Scorpius Malfoy, they helped me. At first. But then Albus decided to ruin it. Destroy my happy ending. Ruin my only chance. So I tried to escape, but the fool tried to stop me, so I killed him.
Then I left them back in time.
It failed. Life failed me. All I wanted was love, and a family. And time and time again, I was denied it. I hate it. Life failed to give me anything. And I begged to die. But they wouldn't even grant me that small mercy, instead he laughed at me, told me I had to deal with being an orphan.
I begged for death. Albus nearly granted me that mercy, but no. I could not die. I begged for them to wipe my memory. Then I wouldn't remember the lack of love. The abuse. The pain. But no. That to was too much to ask for.
I am, and always will be, alone.
