Chapter IV: Home

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ॱ⋅.˳˳.⋅˙ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ Roselyn Riddle ઇଓ

After six years passed by, there were unexpected changes happened that I never thought my life would get darker; but I tried my best to move forward and stay independent, loyal, and a bright witch even if my name was Riddle, I never want to be like my father. The hat was right, the wizarding world has gotten darker each year as I grew older, my home that I used to be excited to get back to and tell my parents about my year in Hogwarts, the parents that I thought were perfect, became broken. We became a broken family, mother left us without a note when our youngest sister turned five.

The last time I heard from her was when she held me in her arms and asked if I could keep a promise to be there for all of my siblings. I thought it was a general question that every parent would want to hear if we could give the love my siblings deserved, I made a promise as my eyes were getting heavy, and snuggled closely to her warmth with a soft smile on my face.

When my mother left, my siblings and I were left disturbed. My father didn't do anything to chase or find my mother; He has completely changed. An image of him when he was one fine young man happily married to my mother, his lips curled into a smile; his blue eyes sparkled when he looked deep into my mother's eyes. Everyone believed my mother was the reason for his changes, Tom Riddle was in love without a spell or force, and the heartbeat was loud when he held both of my mother's hands. It was no longer there, but pure evil in his eyes, anger, and ego took over when he couldn't control the voices inside his head. A dark lord has finally returned, he was back being evil once again.

Ashton and Timothy were shoved away when they asked for an answer about why our mother left home without a note. Father ignored and focused on working with the dark side. it left us speechless when Father planned to bring us into the dark side.. that was when Ashton and Timothy stopped Father from taking my sister and me away, he noticed my sister and I were enough to be his shield however, my brothers didn't allow that to happen. They volunteered to work to avoid getting us involved. My brothers, Ashton, and Timmy were no longer around but far from us. It left us all somber.

The home was taken away because of my father's changes, the Riddle home became the deatheaters' home. It also involved the Lestrange family, their mother was thrilled to see the dark lord left our mother. It all boiled our blood, the pain of how we all fell apart without an explanation that my siblings and I had been asking our dear father. He wanted to execute the innocent and watched them beg on their knees as he enjoyed observing them in pain.

The Lestrange siblings weren't thrilled about the changes either, their father suddenly disappeared from the picture, I heard from Rosalie Lestrange, Bellatrix's oldest daughter. it was because of Bellatrix who had threatened him when the dark lord returned to the dark side. Their father had given up being involved despite they had children, he wanted to focus on the good side but Bellatrix became insane, she admitted that she missed being evil, and pure goodness wasn't part of her dictionary.

The news flooded yearly when Innocent was executed by the death eaters, including my father. The ministry of magic wasn't successful in capturing my father and the death eaters, and the whole wizarding world wasn't only afraid of the dark side, they were also afraid of The Lestrange and The Riddles; us. Not one single soul was brave enough to look into our eyes. Only a few souls believed in us, including a few friends in Hogwarts and professors who had seen our pure intentions.

It was finally Christmas season, and the professors had let a lot of students go back home to spend a holiday with family and friends, but Lestrange and The Riddles hesitated to go back home, we all lived under the same roof with the Malfoys; the Malfoys never celebrate Christmas, it was a sad Christmas for all of us as Riddles when we would be thrilled to celebrate the special day. Mother was missing, and Father stopped prioritizing his children but the dark side, he has forgotten everything that we used to plan as a family. My older brothers were far away from us, the siblings were incomplete. Each year has gotten worse, what else would happen next?

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