DISCLAIMER: I own nothing except for my character, Raine, Aspen, and Chloe. The rest is all J.K. Rowlings!

This chapter is dedicated to Hyperactive Lioness (my cousin), IAmCharlie(my bestie!) and well, Alyssa because I introduce them!!!! Hope you like them!

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About a week later, I just got back from another meeting with Professor Longbottom and was meeting up with Aspen before dinner. She was talking to two Gryffindor girls that I had never seen before. "Hey!" I said warmly. She turned around with a huge smile on her lips.

"Hey. I have two people that I want you to meet," Aspen said, gesturing to the girls. "Acacia, this is Raine Vondurri and Chloe Carson."

I smiled at them and waved. "Raine, Chloe. This is Acacia Lestrange."

"Chloe's eyes widened and Raine took a step back. "Hi," I said gruffly. Why did everyone hate me? I think they should all take a note out of Professor Longbottom's book. Befriend an enemy! "I hope that step was because you need to go somewhere and not because of my last name."

"Why would it be because of your last name?" Raine said defensively.

"Oh, I have no idea! The same reason everyone else boo's at me because of my last name!" I hissed.

"Maybe if you weren't related to the notorious Bellatrix Lestrange!"

"And you think that I can help that?"

"No, but at least don't go around flaunting it!"

"I don't!"

"Oh really?"

"Yes! Really!" I turned on my heel and stomped into the Great Hall. I saw Fred and James whispering to each other. I walked over and sat between them. James looked at me and smiled.

"What's up?" he asked sweetly. "What did Neville want?"

"Nothing," I replied, trying to take the anger out of my voice. "What's for dinner?"

"Steak-and-kidney pie," Fred answered.

"Awesome," I muttered.

I glared at Raine as she walked in. She kept her head held high and sat down across from me.

So, I have to apologize for lashing out at you. You obviously have a lot of people that hate you just because of your name. You really don't need another one. I'm willing to put that all behind us and learn about you and not your mother. All right?"

Her hand was extended and her face was sincere. I looked at Aspen, who had her eyebrows raised.

"Did Aspen put you up to this?" I asked with a hint of a smile.

"Um, no. But so what if she did? At least I carried it through!"

"Good point. Fine, I accept." I took her hand and shook.

Chole had a smile on her won mouth and Aspen was talking to Fred. James tapped me on the shoulder and I turned to him with a broad smile.

"Who the heck is that?" he asked simply.

"That would be Raine Vondurri."

"That's a Vondurri?"

"Yeah. What's wrong with the Vondurri's?"

"They were up there with your mum! There were in Voldemort's inner circle!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! I wonder how a person with a past like that got into Gryffindor. Where 'the bold and the brave of heart ring true!'"

"I don't know. Probably how I got into Gryffindor. If her parents were in the inner circle, imagine where my mum was." James nodded and went back to eating. "But why do people hate me and not her?"

"Probably because she doesn't look like her mother. On the other hand, you look exactly like your mum. You know?"

"Sure. But does that mean I get automatically hated? I haven't done one thing wrong and here people start hating me!"

"Well, it isn't like you were Volde—Wait a minute! Come with me!" James exclaimed excitedly. He pulled me out of my seat and we raced to the library.

"Why are we in the library?" I asked him, breathless because we had run the whole way.

"We need to do some research!" he said as he ran down the aisles.

"Research about what?!"

"You'll see!"

We were talking so loud that Madame Pince came from behind a bookshelf ad hissed at us.

"This is a library, not a playground you hooligans!" she hissed.

James poked his head out from behind a bookshelf and made a face. I quickly burst into laughter, which was a huge mistake. "What are you laughing at Miss Lestrange?!" Madame Pince shrieked.

"Nothing, Madame Pince," I muttered.

"That's what I thought! Now, if I here one more peep out of either of you, I will personally show you out the door. Do you understand?" she growled.

James and I nodded slowly. She turned on her heel and stalked to her desk. We looked at each other and burst into silent laughter. Madame Pince shot us a death glare and James ducked behind another shelf. He started scanning through the books and I followed. With every book that he found important, he used Wingardium Leviosa to levitate them while he looked for me.

"All right," he said abruptly. "I think I have all that we need."

"All that we need for what?" I asked, wanting to know what his plan was.

"Again, you'll see." I rolled my eyes and walked to a table with him.

"If you don't tell me I'm going to leave," I threatened. His eyes widened, but he let out a laugh.

"Yeah, right!"

"I'm not kidding! I will leave unless you tell me what's going on."

"Fine. You know who I said that at least you weren't Voldemort's daughter?" I nodded slowly. "Well, what if you were? These are all the birth records of the past 17 years. Both wizard and muggle."

I could feel my eyes growing larger, but I couldn't help but feel elated at this prospect. Being the daughter of the most feared person in the world, imagine the power that I would gain from that! "But what if I am?" I asked quietly.

"Don't worry; I have faith that you won't be!"

"James? Acacia? Are you up here?" I heard Chloe ask. "There you two are, we've been looking for you for hours!"

"We haven't even been up here for hours," I said irritably.

"Well, it feels like hours. Are you guys coming downstairs?"

"Eventually. We're finishing up some homework," James snapped.

"Oh, okay. Just hurry up, all right. We're getting worried."

"Fine. Leave," we both replied at the same time.

We went back to looking through the birth records. James gasped and dropped his book on the table. "What?" I asked, concerned. "Did you find it? Am I?"

He nodded solemnly. "You are officially Acacia Riddle. I'm so sorry."

I felt my jaw drop and picked up the book. I read what was written in the record.

"On June 14, 2024 Mrs. Bellatrix Lestrange and Mr. Tom Riddle, more widely known as Lord Voldemort had a daughter named Acacia Grace Lestrange-Riddle. She has bright blue eyes, black curly hair and looks like her mother. This is the only known record of her."

"You know what this means don't you?" I whispered.

"Yeah. It means that you are Voldemort's daughter. And if we could figure this out, what's stopping the other students to?"

We sat in complete silence until the most inappropriate song came on the radio that James had hidden in his bag.

"If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me

Well you got your reasons
And you got your lies
And you got your manipulations
They cut me down to size

Sayin you love but you dont
You give your love but you wont

If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me

Seems the road less traveled
Shows happiness unraveled
And you got to take a little dirt
To keep what you love
Thats what you gotta do

Sayin you love but you dont
You give your love but you wont
Youre stretching out your arms to something thats just not there
Sayin you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me

Sayin you love but you dont
You give your love but you wont
Sayin you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me."

I looked at James in a panic. As soon as people figured this out, all of the respect that I had gathered would be down the drain. He pulled into a hug and could feel the tears running down my face. He was whispering words of comfort into my ear. When I stopped, I could feel that my eyes were red and puffy. He smiled shortly and then pulled me up. "Come on. The longer we keep this quiet, the longer it takes for people to realize that you're his daughter. We should probably go back," he said soothingly.

I nodded. I could barely speak I was so traumatized. How could things go back to normal now? I was the daughter of someone that was still feared to this day. Imagine what I could do! Imagine was people would do! Imagine my life after this!

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So there you go. Another chapter in the life of Acacia. R&R. Tell your friends, tell them to tell your friends and don't forget to READ AND REVIEW!!!

Anyway, I liked the song because it really gave me inspiration for her next chapter. I know that it takes me forever to update, but I'll try for at least once a week from now on, okay?