Every Story I Have Writen

Daughter of the Dark Lord

UNDERLINED = PARCEL TONGUE
BOLD = ME FROM A YEAR LATER

WEIRD. CHAPTER. Oh yeah, and weird name! ..... Lot's of squealing and shouting. Ew. Also, why is this chapter called Mother? I mean, she meets her dad too.

Woosh!

Kings Cross Station came into view. I was sitting across from Draco, and next to Pansy who were talking about who knows what. I was staring out the window feeling bored and was glad to get off the train, and followed Draco through the crowd to a man that was clearly Draco's father with the same blond hair. After they shared their greetings, Mister Malfoy turned to me.

"And this must be Ariana Ri- Wallis." He extended his hand to shake and I took it. "Lucius Malfoy. Pleasure to meet you at last." "Pleased to meet you too sir."

The fact that I couldn't think of a name so I threw my real name in for this character. . .

A few moments later I found myself outside A giant manor. I stared, drinking it in. Draco came up beside me and smirked. I glared at him. "Draco!" A woman's voice came from inside the mansion. The doors flew open and a blond haired woman flung her arms around Draco. She hugged him tight, then turned to me.

"Ariana? It's so good to see you again! I'm Narcissa Malfoy." I blinked. See me? She had seen me before? "Are you three going to stay out there forever or come in??" I smiled slightly at Narcissa, somehow knowing I could trust her.

So last time I edited this was June 5th, 2021 lol. I was just thinking though. It says Ariana can trust Narcissa, so that means maybe she'll turn good at the end like Narcissa. Woooah.

Just then, a large door opened and Lord Voldemort was standing before me. My father. He was tall, with pale skin, a chalk-white, skull-like face, snake-like slits for nostrils, and blazing red eyes. I could tell he had once been very handsome and couldn't help but feel pleasured just by his presence. The Malfoys left to give us more privacy.

Pleasured eh?

"Ariana." He softly hissed. The sound of my name on his tongue made me smile. "Father." I could feel tears in my eyes, but I held them back, my eyes bulging. He chuckled softly, "You really do look like your mother." At those words I was reminded of the vision I had and asked, "Who is my mother?" "You'll find out soon enough." Just then Narcissa walked in, "My Lord, I trust you will be staying the night?" "Yes, Narcissa." "Dinner is ready."

MY GRAMMAR IS SO BAD.

The Malfoys were quietly chatting with one another, but I was silent, watching my father. He seemed preoccupied. Waiting for something. Just as I thought this, a large snake slithered into the room, and the Malfoys were silent, staring at the snake, as it slithered to Voldemort and stopped before him. "Master." I gasped. I didn't know I could understand snakes. It was incredibly rare, I knew that. Father glanced at me and smiled proudly. "What is it Nagini?" He hissed back at her. "She is here."

He stood suddenly and started out of the room. I stood up, "I'll be right back." He said vaguely, then hurried out of the room. I squinted after him, then turned to look at Narcissa questioningly. She had a look of longing on her face, as if she wished she were the one to run down the stairs to greet whoever was at the door. We sat in silence and then heard a faint shriek of joy. I was confused.

BELLATRIX'S POV- (POINT OF VIEW)

Girl, everyone knows what POV means. And wow. Remember this is supposed to be the story of their DAUGHTER? Not Bella. Although we love her too I guess.

The door of the manor flew open and I flung myself at what I assumed was Narcissa. But, "Bella." The voice of my husband I had been longing for during the long fourteen and a half years in Azkaban. "My lord." I whispered, tears in my eyes. I flung my arms around him and held him close. "We've been over this Bella, call me Voldemort." I grumbled sarcastically, and he chuckled.

I'm sorry. "CALL ME VOLDEMORT??!" CRINGE.

Once we finally pulled away from each other, he looked down at his flowing robes that were now covered in dust and filth. "I'm sorry. It's this filthy rag of a thing I'm wearing. "Scourgify!" He muttered and the dirt disappeared from his robes.

I looked down at my feet, bare and cold. "I really need to change into something less uh- dirty."

I hadn't been able to apparate after I escaped Azkaban without a wand, and to weak to fly, so I had to journey ON FOOT- Well with the help of two of my escaped death eaters, and it had seemed much longer than two days that I had journeyed, but I was finally home.

On foot? How terrible 🙄

He accompanied me up the grand staircase and down a large hallway into our large bedroom. I opened the wardrobe, and was surprised to see it just how I had left it. I grabbed my usual black dress, corset, and boots, and changed quickly.

Corset. 👀

When I came back into the hallway, Voldemort was waiting for me, holding something. My wand. I stared at him. "Where'd you get this?" I asked in surprise, "I have my ways." He took my hand and slipped my unusual curved wand into it. I grinned. If only there was something worth using it on, that moment would have been perfect.

"The others are waiting." I looked up at him, excitement in my eyes. He held out his hand, and I took it.

ALL WE GET IS A HUG? BORING AF.

ARIANA'S POV

We had sat in silence for a long time but Draco and Lucius had started talking quietly. Narcissa was staring fixedly at the door. As I looked, it opened and Narcissa bolted towards it. There was a shriek of joy and, "Narcissa!" The woman's voice was familiar. Where had I heard it before?? Narcissa unwrapped her arms from the figure and stepped aside.

I gaped, my eyes bulging. Bellatrix Lestrange stood staring at me in disbelief, her eyes bulging exactly like mine. "Ariana?" She whispered. I was bewildered. How could she, of all people know who I was?? I looked questioningly at father. "Ariana," he said, "Bellatrix, is your mother." I stared at the two of them. My mother. Bellarix Lestrange. My vision blurred for a moment.

A dark room. A figure in the shadows with long wild hair, clutching a baby, "Ariana you're so loved, so loved, Ari Mama loves you. I need to find your Daddy. Ari be safe. Be strong. I'll see you soon, my daughter."

Harry be safe. Be strong AVEDA KEDAVRA! SORRY. It's just. . . . . . . . . STUPIDDDDDD

Bellatrix. Of course it was. I felt tears in my eyes. My mother was standing in front of me. I flung myself into her arms and she hugged me tight as I cried into her shoulder.

Who would have thought The Dark Lady, the deranged Bellatrix Lestrange, could be so loving.

Really. Ikr.

Once I eventually broke away, she studied me closely. I was 5'6", had pale skin, long wild black hair, and had dark heavy lidded bulging eyes.

Really? Didja?

"She looks exactly like you when you were fifteen." Voldemort's smile made Draco shiver. I smirked at him.  "You know you are really Ariana Riddle." I grinned.

"I love you all," I said. Narcissa and Bellatrix smiled at each other, but Voldemort just rolled his eyes.

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Wow lot's of stuff happened. I'm just glad I managed to add Bellatrix into this so soon xD let me know what you want in the next chapters. I think I have the next one planned out but only part of it.  

Don't worry Voldemort has not gone soft. He can love but just doesn't know it and never will. He does have a relationship with Bella (MARRIAGE DUH.) but is ashamed to call it love.

I usually publish new chapters every other day but sometimes it takes longer.

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EW. WHAT IS THIS A/N? CRINGE AF.