The Truth

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A two different knocks emanated throughout the large room.
"Come in!" Albus called worriedly. I was sat on one of Albus' plush chairs apparently relaxing.
My eyes still as neon green as before.

The large metal door slammed open, two figures seemed to be fighting over who comes through the door first.
"What's wrong?" A very worried Poppy and Tyler asked.
"It's nothing really except my eyes have turned bright green, everyone seems to be fussing." I sighed,
"Okay..." Madame Pumphry sighed, looking for her wand.
"So you called me here for that?" Tyler tried not to laugh.
Albus nodded looking surprised.
"Albus it's not that bad, Nyx's eyes are trying to turn back to their natural colour but she's for once not angry enough and too the power she was using wasn't that strong." Tyler sighed, "Albus because of who our father was, we were born with blood red eyes, but our mother wanted the two of us to seem normal so she cast a powerful spell to last until something like this happened, when she can decide for one her eye colour and her hair colour too." Tyler smiled.
"Tyler why did you never tell me this?" Albus asked,
"It just never came up as when I changed my mother was there. And Nyx there's something else, you're not the same age as everyone else, you're thirteen."
I looked at my natural seeming chocolate coloured hair and sighed,
"Gripes Ty anything else?" I asked tiredly, Tyler shook his head sighing,
"Tyler show me what I really look like." I told him,
"You won't like it." Tyler warned,
"I just want to know what HE saw me as."
Tyler waved his Oak and unicorn wand and spoke, "Heronovaunconcelio."
Hermione, Poppy, Albus and even Tyler gasped.
"What?" I asked,
"Here." Hermione told me as she handed me a compact mirror.
"Merlins pants!" I gasped,

My long shoulder length chocolate brown curls had been replaced with stark silvery white locks with thick jet black wavy streaks through, my once stormy grey eyes were glowing crimson, and my once slightly tanned complexion was now ice white.

"Bloody hell!" I whispered,
"Indeed." Albus mused.
Hermione's eyes were wide open in fear and shock,
Poppy Pumphry was plain and simply stunned with shock,
And Tyler was looking at me in awe.
"Who are you?" Hermione gasped.
"Ah." I sighed feeling bad, "I have to come clean with you Hermione, I just want to let you know, before I tell you anything that I'm not like my father, he does not dictate Tyler and my personalities." I told her strongly.
"Okay..." Hermione sighed,
"Would you mind if I had some privacy?" I asked,
"No go ahead." Albus agreed and walked out of his office, leaving Hermione and I alone.

"My name is really Nyx Titania Riddle, my father's name was Tom Marvolo Riddle, but in the history books he is known as Voldemort." I told Hermione with sadness,
"My mother was named Selina Violetta. She was Russian, she spied for Albus and went here she was also a Ravenclaw, and died trying to stop my father killing Harry Potter and his parents." I told Hermione sadly,
"Oh, Nyx. I don't care, you aren't your father, you can't control his actions."Hermione smiled,
"Thank you." I smiled tearily,

BANG!!

Instantly I looked around.
"Nyx, you need to tell him." Ron sighed,
"TELL ME WHAT?" Harry shouted angrily,
"Harry sit DOWN!" I shouted,
Harry sat.
"My mother died the day your parents died and my father was lord Voldemort!" I cried storming angrily out of Albus' office.

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