So I took a couple quizzes this morning about which Death Eater you are. I only got two different answers, the first didn't surprise me, I was Bellatrix, one of my favorite characters. The second was Voldemort, which while incredibly flattered, I thought was completely wrong! Anyhow, I doubt any of you care so let's move on! Thank you so much whoever reviewed this! Yes, things are about to get more interesting!
I was surprised when my dad had both me and Draco go to Hogwarts with Snape. Obviously, no one could know this, but I had been looking forward to riding the train with the other students and seeing the wonder of it all. However, I was Voldemort's daughter and a sense of wonder was something that I could never have. So I sat in Snape's private compartment on the Hogwarts Express. "You two should be taking advantage of this downtime to read ahead in some of your textbooks." He lectured.
I was simply staring out the window, swishing my wand around, making small temperature adjustments to the window. Draco sat closest to the aisle and was currently digging through a small pile of candy. I rolled my eyes, he could be such a child sometimes. "Calm down Severus, while my friend here could probably benefit from the extra study time, I'll be okay. You've said it yourself I'm far more advanced than any class Dumbledore has to offer." The older man just grunted, he knew better than to argue.
After a few more minutes of riding in mostly quiet, I pressed my wand to the head of my snake bracelet. The metal became animated and started to slither around me and up my arm. "Where did you get something like that?" Draco said with awe. I smirked, my actions weren't meant to be impressive, the bracelet creature had become my pet in a way. "It's incredible, it's like a chocolate frog, only much more lifelike."
"Very astute observation." The professor said, setting the book he had been reading down. "I believe that is a dark and very powerfully enchanted item, for it has a life essence on its own. It isn't just animated, it is in itself alive." He leaned in a little closer and held out his hand. My snake left where it had been sitting on my shoulder, and started to move up Snape coiling around the potions master. "Where did you find something like this?"
"Knockturn Alley, father wanted to get me a going away gift," I said idly. "When I saw him sitting in the glass case at the shop I knew I wanted him. I'm not sure how, but I knew it was more than just a cursed item. I suppose it was its aura that drew me in." I reflected on when I had found my new friend. It was true, the creature had drawn me in using more than just it's beauty. "Anyways, the other instructor's musn't know, if he gets confiscated from me..." I trailed off and the window suddenly had a sheet of ice enveloping it. Sighing and gaining control I lazily waved my wand and returned the state of the window to normal.
"I'm sure it's your keen ability to sense things around you. A very sharp ability that you have most likely inherited from the Dark Lord, that and you Legilismus abilities." Draco's voice dropped an octave lower when he said the second part. Poor boy had felt the helplessness of both me and Tom's intrusion into his thoughts. "Of course your secret is safe with me." He finished with a more lighthearted tone.
"Of course you know that whatever you desire I follow your lady." Snape said lowering his head slightly. His show of servitude was over just as fast as it started, which suited me just fine. We'd have to explain a lot of anyone saw the great Severus Snape bowing to a child, and I for one didn't like those closest to me acting in such a manner.
Once again we went back to what we had been doing. Draco was eating food and flipping through his charms book. I was playing with my snake, whom I was trying to determine a suitable name for. All the while the professor sat across from us reading his book as if nothing else around him was happening. Soon enough though our peacefulness was broken by more movement in the halls. I cracked open the door and peeked out, all of the students were getting out their robes and finding a place to put them on. "Alright Malfoy, it looks as if we're almost there," I said with just a dash of apprehension in my voice.
I stepped off of the train and growled low in my throat, off to the side Hagrid was shouting for the first years to go on the boats. I looked over at the professor with pleading eyes. "You have to go with them, remember to follow the rules and keep a low profile until you get adjusted. It's dangerous to into a situation casting spells like a madman." I rolled my eyes at Snape's lecture. Of course, he was right, but it was degrading that I had to go with all of the first years as if I hadn't seen the school before.
"I guess I'll see you at the Slytherin table, then," I said Draco, he nodded and waved at me, as I followed all of the younger students over to the boats. It was a rather tedious and miserable trip up to the castle. It was horribly damp and still humid, and all of the mindless chattering going on around me was starting to get on my nerves. The reaction to the castle made me want to kill off the children around me, it was as if they hadn't ever seen a proper castle before. Of course, most of them hadn't, awe, what the wizarding world had come to.
We unloaded and walked up a narrow stone path to the main entrance of the school. Minerva McGonagall was waiting for us, you could definitely tell who the headmaster preferred and that he played favorites. Disgusting really, Albus had no care for talent when choosing his followers. All the cat was good at was transfiguration, nothing more. A really talented witch is well rounded. She informed us that we were about to be sorted into our houses in alphabetical order, before opening the doors and leading us into the grand hall.
I'd be lying if I said it wasn't spectacular looking. The ceiling was charmed to show the night sky, and candles drifted around aimlessly. Of course, there were the four large tables, with each house's banner flying over them. The ghosts of the castle were also flying this way and that. I felt a sharp pain in my dark mark as the sorting hat began to sing. Apparently, my father had sensed the situation I was in, it was a reminder to continue his legacy. Before I knew it my name was being called. "Rylah Riddle!" I looked at Albus to see any reaction, there was none, of course not he chose who attended Hogwarts.
I walked up to the magical hat, and sat down on the stool, as Minerva placed it on my head. "Hmm, it's clear very clear where you belong." The hat spoke to me. "Of course, of course, it is your own path, you could find your own destiny in Ravenclaw." I had to laugh at that but waited for the hat to decide, I knew I didn't need to tell it what I wanted. "Of course Slytherin is where you will find power and success, very cunning and ambitious." All of a sudden the hat spoke out loud. "Slytherin!"
The whole table was standing up and cheering for me, it was just for show though, we all know that I would end up there. I walked over to the table and sat down next to Draco. "Were you worried?" He asked me. "It took the hat a while to decide if the Dark Lord finds out..." He trailed off. Malfoy was right, it had taken the hat a moment too long to decide where I ended up.
"It thought I could do well in Ravenclaw," I explained. "Of course, without my influence, it came to the conclusion of Slytherin. I am the successor to Lord Voldemort after all." As I finished saying this Dumbledore stepped up to give his welcome speech. Once he was finished a wide spread of food magically appeared in front of us. I hardly ate because I knew Draco was right, I'd be hearing from my father. That, and now I had to really focus on my Death Eaters, we had sat still in the shadows for long enough. It was time that we would be some use to the cause.
"Check out the Gryffindor table." Parkinson leaned over and whispered. For the first time since I entered the castle, I looked over at where Harry Potter was sitting, of course, surrounded by his dimwitted friends. All four of the Gryffindors were staring at me whispering, I had to fight the urge to cast an ease dropping spell. I wasn't sure if they knew my father's last name or not, but the look on Potter's face said it all. I smirked at him and gave him a short wave before eating my food.
A way into the dinner the students started to mingle slightly, surprisingly enough it seemed as if there were a few friends who crossed houses. Select Ravenclaws associated with some of the Slytherin and a few Hufflepuffs made their way over to the Gryffindor table. However, there was one slight outlier to the pattern. Jenny, Hermoine, Ron, and Potter were all headed over to our table. "To pick a fight I assume?" I asked Draco, he swallowed a large bite that I was sure he didn't finish chewing.
"No, that lots trouble, but they don't usually come provoke us." He said after getting a drink. Curious. I sat up a little straighter and was sure to have my wand ready in case I would need it. "What do you want?" My friend sneered at them. Malfoy wasn't normally a pleasant person but it seemed that the group of students brought the absolute worst out of him. "Go back to your own table, you aren't wanted here, especially with that mudblood stinking up the place!"
"Give it a rest, Malfoy." I scolded him gently and extended my hand to the scarred boy. "Rylah Riddle, though I do believe we have met," I said with a charming smile. If there was something the Dark Lord had taught me, it was that charm could get very far in certain situations. "It's a pleasure to meet the boy who lived."
"Don't patronize him!" The girl Weasley snapped at me. I glared at her and cocked my head slightly. Oh, I absolutely did not like her at all.
"Please, we know who you are, even if the rest of the school doesn't." The great Harry Potter sounded a lot less friendly now that he knew who I was. If he wasn't going to play nice than I certainly wasn't going to either. "If Voldemort sent you here to kill me, I'd think twice, you may get it done, but Dumbledore will be sure to send you to Azkaban." He threatened. Ah, he was trying to assert his position in the school. I already knew though, he was the headmaster's favorite, and extremely popular in all houses but one.
I stood up from the bench, and while I was much smaller than him I looked him straight in the eyes. "Please, you may think that you're worth my time, but don't overestimate your importance, you are nothing to me. All you are is a pest, a cockroach that has infested the wizarding world, and you are breeding far to fast. Soon you will be crushed under the sole of my boot, and all of your friends will be exterminated as well." I was not even an inch away from his face now and was sure to radiate power. "However, that is not why I am here in the slightest, so why don't we agree to not cross each other's paths." Potter was absolutely seething. Our little altercation had gained the attention of Snape.
"C'mon, Harry, none of them are worth it, she probably isn't even Voldemort's real daughter," Hermoine said, grabbing his arm and leading him away, Jenny followed right after. Ron stayed glaring at me. Such a hot head.
"We will be watching you, I'm Harry's friend so if you try anything-"
"Please Weasley, go back to your own pathetic table, I am here to learn just as you are. Trying to threaten me will just end badly for you." Draco him. Ron huffed and stormed away. I rolled my eyes and sat back down, this was going to be a very long school year. "See what I've been saying about that rotten house, conceited, foolish, ignorant, and favored lot!"
I nodded my head in agreement. "They are all quite foul, it is obvious they haven't had much discipline, and have been on their high horse for too long." I bit my lip, it slightly juvenile but I couldn't help but want to win back the house cup. "We will teach them this year though, if you all listen to me and keep your brains turned on, we can win back the cup, and maybe knock that specific group back where they belong." I sneered in their direction as me and Harry got caught in a staring match. He looked away first.