Anywayy... :3 New chapter. -Bows.- yes. yes. I know. You love me. -Quiets down the cheers and stuff.- GOOD PPL! :D! Enjoy ;3...Nice Dursley's, evil Dumblewhore, good Voldie-
Tom: STOP CALLING ME THAT
Me: SHUT UP RIDDLE! -Coughs.- Anyway. Good Voldie, bashing on the Weasleys, not the twins, I love them. Sexy little bastards... ANYWAY. Bashing on most of Gryffindor, except for some. Some bashing on the poor little Huffpuffs(Poor souls...). OH AND GOOD SLYTHERINS! WHOOP! Bein' the sexy evil bastards they are ;D! Female Potter! WHOOP~! Lol... xD! Oh and bashing on Hermione, bein' the bitchy little bookworm she is. Oh and the Order Of The Glowing Zombie Fried Chicken... Is exactly that. Stupid bastards. All of 'em are EVIL. They will be bashed upon. Except Snape, Sirius, Remus, anddddddd... Whoever the hell I choose xD!... Oh, and Bellatrix Lestrange. I love that bitch. You people start bashing on her, and I will bash... ;o... Draco-Fuckin-Malfoy! I swear to the dog god I will!:o... Probably bashing by sleeping with him.. BUT ANYWAY...
Author: Geo And Neo
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! IF I DID SNAPE WOULDNT HAVE DIED! Dumblewhore woulda died more gruesomely... - Manipulative bastard! Dx. Anyway... Everything belongs to our lovely J.K Rowling. And the Brits. Gotta love the Brits. What with their accents... Ehm...-...ANYWAY! xDTitle: Amai Potter And The Sorcerers Stone...With a side of Angry Chickens.
Summary: Amai Potter. The girl who lived. Amai was young. So controllable... What would happen when Dumbledore's toy got a mind of her own? What if our wonderful little savior fell for the wrong guy? What if their savior wasn't who they thought... What if their savior turned to the right side. M for mature. Fem!Harry.
"Thoughts"
"Pareseltongue"
"Mind Speak"
"Location"
"Flashback"
Malfoy Manner, Draco's Bedroom.
It was night. In the woods. Wind was blowing, and the trickle of a stream was near.
Amai looked around, her eyes wide in fright. With a shout, she bent down to grasp her forward, her eyes tearing up from pain.
"Little girl..." A voice purred. Looking up she was met with an odd sight.
The man infront of her was handsome. In everyway. Silky dark brown locks framed his chisled face, and his broad shoulders matched his obviously well muscled chest. Dark, hazel hues gazed at her in worry from her sudden shock. He knelt down infront of her, and she noticed how tanned his skin was. As he grasped her chin, he began turning her head from side to side, looking for any injuries.
"W...Who are you?" She demanded weakly, backing away from the man, eyes wide. He shushed her, and grabbed her hand, looking around quickly.
"Hush, child. I cannot stay long. I must warn you though! Be careful at Hogwarts... Or you will be in danger! Dumbledore will want you away from Draco. You .Listen! He wants you weak, and hurt. He will use any means possible. Stay by your true friends. The Slytherins. Do not trust most of Gryffindor. Some may be truthful, but it depends on who it is, actually. Trust Lovegood. Luna Lovegood. She is on our side, just as her father was. Do not trust any Weasley's. I'm not saying this just because redheads are rather obnoxious I'm saying it because they want your money." He said in a rush.
"My mother was a redhead..." Amai said quietly.
"I loved your mother. I really did. He said quietly, his eyes full of hurt, and lost pain.
"Continue...Please... I want to make them proud..." She said. The man smiled, and cuped her cheek.
"You already have, love. You already have..." He whispered, looking down.
Amai smiled faintly, and looked at the male curiously, "Who are you..."
"Tom... My name is Tom." He said finally, smiliing.
"Tom..." She said, the name rolling off her tongue like a caress. Her eyes widenned as she looked at him.
"Are you..."
A new voice broke into her dreamland, calling, "Amai! Amai! Wake up!"
"It's time for you to go. Know this. You have made your parents proud. Now go. Join him. Treasure him... Don't let anything push you around, " Tom said. He smiled, but soon he faded away, and Amai woke up.
Amai gasped as she shot up, her eyes, and her scar throbbing. Draco stood above her in worry, gazing down at her, his eyes going over her features for any injuries.
"What happened? You were screaming... What happened, Amai?" Draco said quietly.
"Tom..." Was all she said. Draco's eyes widenned. Tom? Tom Riddle?! What the bleeding hell was she going on about?!
"He was in my dream.. Draco he was in my dreams!" Amai cried, her small form curled into a ball.
Draco pulled her to his chest and shushed her, "Shush.. Sleep... "
Amai mumbled, her eyelids droobing as she slowly faded into obliviousness.
Draco was hysterical. He picked her up, kicking open his door, and darted down the multiple hallways of Malfoy Manner.
"Mum! Dad!" He yelled as he kicked open their door, and the two Malfoy adults were groaning as they woke.
"Amai dreamed about the Dark Lord." Was all he said.
The two looked at eachother.
They shot up like a bullet, and they hurriedly put her down, but were stopped by a voice behiind them.
"Yes.. I was in her dreams," The silky voice purred.
"Tom.." Nacrissa whispered as tears collected in her eyes. Turning on her heel she launched herself at the man, sobbing quietly, "How dare you leave us?!" She shouted, hitting the man in the chest, "I thought you were dead! Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry, Cissy... I was in hiding," Tom said gently to her, placing the hysterical girl down. Now. I've got a bunch of followers to round up and torture. Anyone up to join me?" He said slyly, grinning.
"Idiot!" Nacrissa hissed at him again, before Tom simply put her to sleep.
"She's going to kill you..." Lucius said simply.
Tom smirked, "It's worth it. Now come along! We have some "Escapes" to plan!" He said with a grin.
Riddle Manor, Unplottable.
Tom Marvolo Riddle sat in his chair, surveying those convened around him. Severus, per usual, was absent... Thank god! Was all he could think. The old Potions Master would probably turn him into Albus!
Though, Wormtail was there... Traitorous bastard! Turned the Potter's into Albus... Ungratful rat! Was all Tom could think. Though he didn't know what he did.
With a sadicitic grin, Tom pulled out his wand and whispered, "Crucio."
The rat-like man fell to the ground screaming in pain. Probably hurt like a bitch, but he deserved it.
"How dare you turn the Lily in, Wormtail?" Tom said smoothly, as he neared the rat.
The blood drained from the man's face, and he whimpered.
"But guess what...I'm not going to kill you, " Tom said softly, "I'm going to make your life hell." He said with a sadistic grin. Wormtail whimpered, and Tom turned sharply to two other Death Eaters. Zabini and Parkison! That's it.
"To the Dungeons," He said coldly, and he watched with some sick satisifaction as Wormtail was dragged, whimpering, out of the hall.
As he approached his seat, he turned to his assembled, "My friends! My family! It has been to long... I'm glad you all safe. Where are the LeStranges?" He asked softly.
"My brother... Is in Azkaban..." Rabastian said stiffly, his throat tightening.
Tom's gaze hardened, and his eyes narrowed, "I see... We will get him out in due time, my friend.. In due time..." He said, patting the LeStrange on the shoulder, "Where's my little vixen, Bellatrix?" He asked him quietly.
"She's busy...In the dungeons." To emphasise that point, the screams of Wormtail were heard, and a feral grin spilt across Tom's face.
"Excellent."
"Tom! Tom!" The wife of Zabini sobbed as she pushed through the group. Throwing herself into his arms, she hugged him, her hands fisting his shirt, "Idiot! You left us! I was so worried! I cried for weeks!" The witch sobbed. He had to admit, she was as beautiful as ever.
Long, charcole hair that hung to her waist, and her tanned skin that fit her exotic appearance. Ruby lips that were trembling, and her normally golden eyes frosty with tears. Her tall, and elegant frame was draped in her signature black latex. (Tom never understood the attraction. That stuff hurt!)
"I'm sorry... I really am. Dumbledore's been on hide for the past eleven years..." He said softly, handing her over to her husband as he returned, smiling softly.
"I am back. And stronger then ever. My daughter is close now. First year of Hogwarts... She will be in the Slytherins. I know it. Without a doubt. Warn your children. Watch out for them blasted Lions," He spat the last word like the most foul curse, "And make sure they don't hurt her." A choruse of approval was his reponse.
"Good... Now..." With a smirk, Tom sat, and he tapped his fingers together, "Can anyone tell me where the hell is my beloved?"
The Burrow.
The Weasley's were a Light family. As possibly light as could be! And no one could change. But what was most odd about the family was their atrocious hair color! It was the ugliest shade of red! Not to mention the freckles! Sure, some of the family were attractive, but not many of them. Not to mention their sickening adoration for Albus Dumbledore.
Said man could be seen in the crowded front room. The only people not looking at him in pure love and obsession were two people.
The only set of twins in the family, Forge and Gred. Well, that's how they introduced themselves, they were really Fred and George.
The two stood in the corner, staring coldly at the ground of people infront of them and the talk they were having.
Dumbledore was saying, "We need to get Miss Potter into Gryffindor... What happened with young Gideon?" He asked softly.
"I was trying to protect from the Malfoy's, sir!" Their youngest sibling, Gideon, a year younger then Ronnikins, piped up.
"Good job, ... I see, from your expression, she didn't want help.. Ah this is bad.. Very...very bad..." Dumbledore said, interlocking his fingers as he stared over his half moon spectacles.
"Proffesor," Fred began, "What would happen-"
"If we just so happened-" George picked up.
"To know a way-"
"To get little Amai on our side?" They finished in unison.
Dumbledore blinked, looking at the boys, and he smiled, "I'd attempt to give you my Order of Merlin!" He cried.
The twins rolled their eyes in disgust, "Well..." George began.
"We were thinking-"
"How about-
"You just-
"Leave her-"
"The hell alone!" They snapped together. Albus flushed at the accusing glares he was getting. They knew. He coughed, and smiled.
"And leave her Voldemort's," He internally snickered at the flinches, "hands? I think not! Now then," He stood, dusting off his robes.
"I need to get back into my office... My lemon drops should be about done," He added as an after thought as he exited.
"Good bye, Albus!" The Weasley clan called out, except for the twins.
Riddle Manor
"I see..." Tom said after the end of the story. His love was in Azkaban. With fake charges! Without a trial, no less!
Rabastian smiled sadly at his lord, nodding, "I know.. I apologize, we couldn't get him out..." Tom nodded, waving it off.
"It's fine, Rabastian. It's not your fault. It's that blasted Dumbledore's!" He spat viciously.
The yells of accusations, and the laughing of children canceled the conversation. His Death Eaters had long since cleared out, buy Trixie, Rabastian, Zabini, and Parkison had remained.
The doors slammed open, and they were approached with an amusing sight.
Draconis Lucius Malfoy. Had gold and red hair. And he was chasing one Amai Potter.
Amai Potter.
Shit.
The girl stopped, and looked up at him with wide eyes, and Draco stopped as well, gaping.
The one word that escaped the girls mouth just about damned him for life.
"Daddy?"
.3. OMG SUCH A TWIST! O_O~! TOM IS THE GIRL WHO LIVEDS DAUGHTAH?!O_O! O MAH GAWD:O
Neo:You wrote it, idiot! You should know!
Me:Oh shush! It's funnnier this way ;D!
Neo:E.e Idiot!
Me:OH BTTW! THe other chapters have been EDITED! Dates fixed, yyada yada!
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