Daughter of Voldermort Year 4

Compassion is Shown

I walked through a field of wheat and felt the wind on my face. As I walked through the field I saw I was wearing all black and my tattoos were visible. The sky soon darkened and it almost looked like a storm. I started trying to find shelter when the field changed to a front room with the same armchair that held my father. I got down on my knees and he smiled at me. "It is good to see you again, I imagine that you feel pitty for me with the state I'm in but be patient soon I will have a full body and then things will change." He started to reach his hand to my face but I pulled away. He looked puzzled at my fear and put his hand down. "Why do you fear me? You wanted to know who your father is, but I saw in your mind that you don't like being my daughter." I soon got up the courage to speak. "You murdered people you want to kill my friend Harry I've told you before that I won't let you hurt him."
"I know you care for your friend Harry but he is not your family, I am your family; I know why you keep lying to your friends because you're afraid they will hate you if they learn I'm your father but think my child if they do end up hatting you who do you think will still be here for you?" I thought long and hard about his question. I searched my feelings knowing I couldn't deny what I really felt. Yes a part of me feared my father, but another part knew that he cared. Back then when he was trying to manipulate me he cared then too I could always tell. He may have not known I was his daughter then but he still didn't kill me for being friends with his arch enemy. "You would be." He nodded to me then he reached his hand out again. This time I let him touch my cheek and stare at me. The stare wasn't uncomfortable it was kind I could see the love in his eyes I could see how much he wanted this to be real and so did I. "I know I can't force you to join me but I do want you to think on it because I can promise you that should you choose my side you will finally have what you've always wanted, a father who will praise you and welcome you with open arms." I closed my eyes and held on to every word. He was right I want a father I wanted to know the man that helped make me possible weather he was evil or not I wanted my father. I opened my eyes and he wiped the one tear that went down my cheek. He smiled and then I woke up back in my bed. I breathed as New Moon crawled to my chest and laid down. I then listened to her purring while trying to think. I didn't want to turn evil but a strange idea began to form in my head. Dumbledore has no idea that my father is coming back. I got out of my bed and rushed out of my dormenty. I then started to sneak to his office hoping I wouldn't get caught. But I was soon stopped by professor Snape. "Nemissia what are you doing out of bed after hours?"
"I need to see professor Dumbledore I have information that he needs to hear." He thought to himself for a while then sighed "Alright I will take you to his office first thing in the morning now go back to your dormentries and stay there." I did as he said and went back but I couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to read near the fireplace while New Moon sat on my lap and purred in her sleep.