Chapter 2: Danielle Aryn Potter
"Idiotic Girl. Can't you do anything right." Hissed Voldemort. "Well I can do lots of things you can't. But well, you will just have to figure that out." The girl said. "I did not bring you here to be messed with Girl." Voldemort snapped. "One, my name is not Girl, It Danielle. Two, Don't you ever shut up?" Danielle said. She just now relised what she staid and got up and started running from the ground where she was sitting. "You have some nerve. WORMTAIL!" Voldemort called. "Yes Master?" Wormtail also known as Peter Pettigrew asked. "Wand." was all Voldemort said? Peter handed the old wand to its rightful master. Voldemort started after Danielle who luckily dived into the dungeon where she slept and locked the door. She slid to the ground wondering when will she ever get out. She already tried; she was in the Forbidden Forest and was walking along she saw the most beautiful castle ever. She had read about it from the books she stole from Voldemort.
Danielle sighed, oh how she dreamed of meeting her family. Her mother and father heck maybe she had a brother, or a sister. That was always what Danielle Aryn Potter had in mind.
Danielle always wondered what it would have been like if she never had been taken to this awful place, filled with spiders and snakes. Danielle had made her self at home in this lone dungeon. She can do something not even a wizard or witch can do. She can perform magic with out a wand just by snapping her fingers. Impossible you ask, no she had years of practice.