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last time...

Everyone in the room was enjoying the happiness they felt, the joy, and the love. What noone knew was that in a year and a half Tom would be semi dead. Noone knew that Bellatrix and a lot of others would go to Azkaban. Noone knew that Elizabeth would go into hiding and look for Tom during his absence. And the one they would later wish they had known would be that Anna would not grow up with her parents, or that she would be taken to America, or that she would remember any of them. They also didn't know that when they do find her, she would be everything they didn't expect her to be.

October 31, 1981

Over the past year and a half, a lot of things changed in the lives of the Riddle family. Anna's life being the most changed. She is now currently 1 1/2 years old and thirty pounds. She was a little small for her age but you can't really tell because of the baby fat. She learned to walk at eleven months and said her first word at twelve months. Over the past eight months, she learned how to say daddy, mommy, Bells, Sevy, Lucy, Nars, and a few other words that shall not be mentioned. She was a very happy baby who liked to play with whoever would play with her, including the house elves. She loved her parents and just about everybody. There was a lot that she didn't know though. She didn't know there was a war going on, nor that her father was the feared Lord Voldemort also known as He Who Must Not Be Named or You-Know-Who. And he wasn't going to tell her anytime soon. She also didn't know a life changing event was about to occur that would cause many tears, laughs, yelling, and many other things.

It was six o'clock at night on Halloween that he left. Voldemort left to 'deal' with the Potter family. He arrived in Godric's Hallow and said the address his deatheater Peter Pettigrew aka Wormtail gave him. The Potters had been a nuisance to him and were able to defy him three times. The reason he was there was because of a prophecy and he was there to kill the baby who had the 'power he knows not.' He barged through the door and began to fight James Potter.

"Lily! Take Harry and run! It's him! I'll hold him off", James told his wife. After five minutes he was dead.

Voldemort went up the stairs to where he heard Lily and Harry. He told her to step aside and that he wouldn't kill her if she let him kill Harry. But she kept telling him to kill her and not Harry. He killed her without another thought. He then went to the crib that held Harry and pointed his wand at the toddler and muttered the two words that killed many witches, wizards, and muggles before him. What he didn't expect was that the curse would bounce off the child and hit him. Before he left, however, he had one last thought before he supposedly died.

'I love you Anna and I will return to you,' and he left to Albania in exile. He thought that his wife would stay and raise their child. He wanted Anna to be the model Dark Lord's daughter. He expected that she would be raised in the magical world, become a Slytherin, detest muggles and muggleborns, and loathe Albus Dumbledore. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, she would not be that person. What he didn't realize was that his wife would go into hiding in Bulgaria (I wanted to send her there). He also didn't know that Anna would be taken by Aurors and placed in the care of a muggle family that named her Jessica. He didn't know that he wouldn't see her nor his wife for thirteen years. One would welcome him with open arms, the other not so much (three guesses who).

July 27, 1991
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, USA

(Jessica's POV)

Dear Diary,

Lately, I've been having a weird feeling that my parents are hiding something from me. I don't know why, but I can't shake the feeling. I mean, they shouldn't hide something from me if it effects my life. Oh well, whatever it is I'm sure they'll tell me in time. That is if they are hiding something.

I better go because mom is screaming about something or another. Probably that the house isn't clean or something. Does she have an OCD that makes her need to clean?

Love,
Jess

I then hid my diary and went downstairs. I heard voices comming from the family room and I went there. On the couch sat my mother, sister, and a man who was wearing what looked like hot pink robes with gold stars. He had a long white beard. It wasn't his appearance that made me look at him strangely. It was his facial expression. He had a look of astonishment on his face as soon s he saw me. As if he saw a ghost.

Sorry this is short but I wanted to post it. and that seemed like a good place to stop. Review!

-Angelhalo101