I open my eyes to see the black canopy above you. Slowly I sit up looking to my right you see the open window; the sun was slowly starting to come up just over the mountains. I turn to your left and let my feet dangle over the edge of the bed, turning to the nightstand the clock read 6:30. Slipping into my fuzzy emerald, green slippers and walking toward the window, suddenly I see a snowy white owl flying toward your window, as it gets closer you can see it holding a small brown envelope in its beak. It lands on the windowsill, and I take the envelope from its beak and open it.
Raven at 7 o'clock sharp you are expected to be at the meeting.
-Father
"Thats today" I exclaim turning your head sharply to your clock on your nightstand it now reads 6:45.
"He's going to kill me" I say rushing to your wardrobe beside me.
Opening the black doors with the small smooth sliver nobs, looking through quickly I find an emerald, green shirt with long sleeves and a crossed opening in the back, a pair of black leather pants, and a pair of black leather anklets with a little bit of a heel, to complete the look I grabbed a black leather jacket with a silver serpent on the back in shape of and S. I throw on my clothes and put on bright red lipstick paired with black mascara. I pull out my wand and wave it at my head and my jet-black hair is pulled in too curls which came up to my shoulders. Glancing at the clock I see the time is 6:50. Suddenly you hear a knock at the door
"Come in" I say and in walks in a house elf
"The dark lord is requesting you now" the house elf said
"I'm coming now" I say rushing out the door.
"Your late" the house elf says in a matter-of-fact tone as I walk out the door,
"Don't remind me" I say walking to your right.
"Ma'am" the house elf says meekly. I turn around slowly to look back and call back
"What elf" with a slightly raised tone, I was getting more annoyed by the second.
"You're walking the wrong way" the house elf says flinching slightly.
"Thank you" I say with grateful tone and as you start running the other way.
Runing down the dark candlelit halls, turning left then right and a finale left, I had been roaming the halls for about five minutes when I come to an open door that led into a room with a long black oval shaped table with about eight chairs on either side of the table filled with faces you did not know, at the two heads of the table one chair was filled with the face most people knew as the Dark Lord but you knew it as father. Behind him was a large black marble fireplace with a roaring fire in it and the other head, which was empty, the only empty chair in the room.
"Your late" the dark lord says with an annoyed tone,
"I'm sorry" I say quietly as I enter the room.
"Take a seat he says" motioning to the empty chair at the other head on the table, I quickly take a seat looking down the whole time. I look up suddenly when the women to my right starts talking
"My lord who is this child", she had a very deranged look about her, with her long black frizzy waves in her hair, and slightly hollowed out face making her cheek bones and jawline very prominent. She was now looking directly at you making intense eye contact for about three sounds which you broke from you getting uncomfortable and the Dark Lord speaking up.
"Well Bellatrix this is my daughter Raven" suddenly everyone looks up and all eyes fall to me.
"Well now that's out of the way" Voldemort says drawing the attention back to him
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Voldemort's Daughter
FanfictionBeing Voldemort's daughter has it's perks but it also has it's down falls. Will Raven have to chose between blood, friends, and love. Told from Ravens point of view. All characters you recognize belong to J.K Rowling.