Karma Riddle

Prologue

Summary: Karma Riddle is Voldemort's daughter. She goes to Hogwarts with her best friend where she meets new friends and possibly finds that her crush is a little more then a crush.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own this story and Karma.

Karma Jolee Riddle is a strange and unusual girl, but then again, she is a witch. Most witches are strange and unusual. But not all witches are the daughter of the most powerful and evil wizard of all time. To others, Tom Riddle is Lord Voldemort, an evil, heartless, murderer. But to her, Tom Riddle was her dad, an evil but loving man with the cool appearance of a snake.

When she was born, Tom thought she wouldn't like him when she grew up because of who he was, but she loved him nonetheless.

Her mother was Jaime Natasha, one of her father's death eaters. Her mother was a bit loony, and she knew it. She loved her daughter, but sometimes she couldn't act like a proper mother because she was too fond of being evil.

Karma looked nothing like either of her parents. Her hair was blonde and she had Jade green eyes. She always wore a smile on her face, but not a sadistic evil one, one of pure happiness and glee. She sometimes smirked evilly when she came up with a devious plan for revenge on her best friend, though. She always wore a tutu and danced as she walked. Everyone was used to it but her best friend found it adorable that she still did that after all the years she has been walking.

Her best friend was the son of another one of her father's death eaters. His name is Draco Malfoy. Their mothers often talk about the two of them growing up and falling in love since they do everything together.

This year was the first year that they would be going to the best school of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the world, Hogwarts. They were very excited to learn how to use their magic. Draco knew he was going to be sorted into Slytherin, but he was worried that Karma would be sorted into Gryffindor, for her courage and kindness. She didn't really think about it until she noticed the change in his behavior one night. She had to beg him to tell her and give him her infamous puppy dog eyes. He was a sucker for them and broke before 2 minutes had past.

"Alright! Just stop with the eyes! It doesn't help anything…" he mumbled the last part to himself, though Karma caught it, she didn't question him. She just smiled victoriously and plopped down on his bed next to him. "I'm just worried that you'll be sorted into Gryffindor. I already know I'm going to be sorted into Slytherin, but what about you? If you're not sorted into Slytherin we have to stop being friends." she shook her head, frowning like she does on very rare occasions.

"That doesn't mean we have to. It would depend on if you want to. And if we're sorted into different houses, then oh well. We'll find a way to stick together throughout our years there. We're best friends and nothing will split us apart." she reassured him. She was very wise when she wants to be, even though most of the time she acts ditzy. He smiled, which brought back her smile, then she hugged him tightly. He hugged her back just as tight, and had his face somewhat in her hair. He breathed in and almost stopped breathing at her scent. She smelled like Sugar Cookies and Vanilla.

He pulled back and looked at her. "Have you been using a new shampoo?" she laughed her bell-like laugh and he smiled at the sound.

"No, why?" she said still chuckling.

"Because you smell good." he said before he could stop himself. He shut his lips tight after that.

"Well, thank you my strange blonde friend!" she laughed. Karma knew he didn't mean to say that, she didn't know why, but she decided to pretend that it was just a simple and yet obvious comment about her hair.

"Karma!" Narcissa, Draco's mother, called from down stairs. "Vortik is here to bring you home! Hurry up or your father will punish him for being late!" She knew that Karma hated hurting helpless creatures. Her eyes widened and she quickly hugged Draco and kissed his cheek.

"Bye Drakey!" and with that she ran out of the room like a bat out of hell.

Draco stared at the door for a moment, before falling back onto his bed and putting his hand up to the burning spot on his cheek where Karma had kissed him.

He knew he liked her… just not as much as this.

A/N: thanks for reading the prologue! Chapter one should be up soon if it's not up yet. Please review! Good reviews! No flames! I'll have Voldemort order Vortik the house-elf to go all NINJA on your asses if you flame me! And you'll be blocked. So not only will your butts be so sore that you can't sit down, you will have to read others stories that are not as random and wonderful as mine STANDING UP! Ha! Ha! Ha ha! Ha! I'm not tryin to be self centered or anything, it's just a funny and joking way of tell you not to flame or I will hunt you down! [: I don't take flames very well... as you can probably see. ;]

-BlueEyedDreamer97