The Heir of Gryffindor

Chapter 17: Why did I even try?

I paced in the living room, reading the letter of the journals over and over again. They left these journals for me to know something, but what. James took the letter from my hand and he read it. "If they left this for you then there must be something on where the sword is." James held my hand, "We will find out what they knew."

And so for hours and hours we read the journals. Rose found a few entries about the sword of Gryffindor, and how my grandfather hated my father. My grandfather hated my father because he was always trying to do something for my mother. As I read my mother's entries, I saw a story from after the war.

"July 31, 2001,

    I went to the house, from the disapproval even from my husband, to find out what was still there. It was the old Malfoy mansion, it was ruined now because of the war so Draco made a new mansion for him and his new family. His beautiful wife and son that just came into the world two days ago. I sighed thinking about my daughter and my godson. I walked in the house then looked around seeing just darkness.

    Then I heard babies crying, so I ran to the room and saw two babies, a boy and girl in a crib together. I picked up the girl, a surge of dark magic. I put her down gently, then held my head. I could hear the laugh of none other than Lord Voldemort. That's when I realized, they are the children of Lord Voldemort. I needed to get these children to a good home, separate so they could never know who they truly are. They both deserve to have a wonderful life away from their parents' legacy. I saw a letter addressed to Draco, so I opened it and read it here it what it said:

Draco,

These are mine and the dark lord's children. I want you to take care of them as your own, so that they can grow up and destroy Harry Potter the one that destroyed their father. I came from a different time and left them here. Right now I am sixteen, and their father never knew that they exist. Take care of Tom and Camille Riddle for me.

Your Aunt Bella

    I frowned then picked them up, I appeared home where my daughter and husband were waiting for me. I decided that my family will welcome the girl as Alexis' sister. The boy, Tom, will be taken in by Draco. I already sent a letter from Draco because I know he would never turn Tom evil like his father. I will not let Voldemort become the legacy of these children who don't deserve their father's mistakes.

Kenna Dumbledore Red"

    I sat down then was shocked. "Lexi I found an entry from your father about the twins" Rose was scared. I looked at James, scared myself. "The twins....they were supposed to be separated." I held the journal to me. "We need to talk to Camille."

    We went back to to Hogwarts a few days later. People were happy and excited to see us. Rose kept close to me and I kept close to James. I saw the Slytherin table, seeing Tom next to his sister and his sister talking to Albus. Tom dyed his hair black and now looked exactly like his father. The Slytherin table seemed to be following him. Camille blushed as Albus was talking to her. I looked at James and he nodded once, leaving me to join the Gryffindor table. My eyes locked with Tom.

    There he was, the son of Voldemort. Tom's eyes were dark, like the darkness was trying to become something. He wanted to prove something to his father maybe, if he is in contact with him. His lips turned to a smirk as I walked to the Gryffindor table and sat by James. I grabbed his hand quickly and put our hands on the table.

    His smirk turned into a frown. James turned his face to mine and moved mine to look at him. "Look at me." He whispered. I pulled him closer and kissed him. The Gryffindor table roared in excitement, and cheered James on. I pulled my lips away and James chuckled. "And I thought I was the troublemaker." People asked us questions like when did you two know you wanted to be a couple or do you two actually love each other. I could hear a dark chuckle. People made way for the person who laughed. We saw Tom with his wand out, pointing at me.

"Oh dear Alexis, you honestly can't think that you will be happy with that spoiled brat do you?" Tom chuckled. Camille was nervously standing behind her brother, her wand was not out.

James stood and took his wand out. "Stay away from her and the rest of us." Tom laughed as he made the first move to attack. Most of the students ducked under the tables and stayed away from the two boys who were fighting.

Camille ran to me and I pointed my wand at her. "Please don't." She whispered. I closed my eyes and pushed her back, knocking her out. "Camille!" Albus ran to her and held her. He looked at me with anger and disappointment. I pointed my wand in the middle of the two boys and said a spell. The ground exploded pushing both boys back.

I got on a table, "Students of Hogwarts! Listen to me. My mother, Kenna Red, wrote in her own journal when we are only newborns, that Voldemort had two children that are alive today! And they are here in this castle! They are in their father's house but I know that this dark life that their father created is not their own. So I ask you two, do you really want to have fear in people's eyes when they have done nothing to you?" I turned to Tom, "Look in my eyes and tell me if I was the one that killed your parents."

Tom chuckled then laughed loudly. "You think this is about the mistakes my father made? I will be more powerful than him, but I need the heir of Gryffindor's power for that or at least a descendant of the Dumbledore family will do." In that moment, I could not move, my eyes widen as he pulled his wand to him which pulled me to him as well. I could hear other students yelling and screaming in fear. I tried to break free, but his strong and cold arms were now around my waist.

He laughed in my ear, "This weak girl is the one I need and she will be my power." He cuffed something on my wrist. A surge of dark power went through my body, it was so powerful that I scream in pain. The power went through my body is very painful. "This beautiful bracelet will take all of your power, Alexis and make your power darker so that you will be my own dark witch for when I take the wizarding world as my own." He pointed his wand on my head. My eyes became heavy, sleepily. I fell on the floor. "Sleep, little Gryffindor." He laughed, "You won't be pure when you wake up." And that was when my eyes closed.