"My name is Mariella Lestrange. My mother is Bellatrix Lestrange. My father is Tom Riddle. I am sixteen. I have more of a memory than last time. I dream of four almost identical boys. Pain helps me see my memories. I have sketches of them on my walls. On every surface I deem fit of having their faces on it. I even went out to the training field and managed to draw on the field. If you are high up, you can see their faces embedded in the ground." I tell her.
She looks at me weirdly. "Mariella, how often do you get sleep?" She asks.
"I am sleeping at night now. I sleep just to see their perfect faces." I tell her. She nods and writes down something in the notebook she keeps on me.
"How are you doing in school?" She asks me.
"I'm not going to school right now. My Headmaster is coming to teach me in a few days. Headmistress is coming a few weeks after that." I tell her.
"That's good. Keep your mind off the quadruplets." She says.
"Mariella. You have a letter." Mom says. I stand up cheerfully and take the letter from Mom.
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Dear Memory-Loss Me, I would like you to know that none of this is your fault and that soon enough, you will remember everything. No matter how much pain you feel, know that no matter what, they need you. I will always be deep within you even if you don't know it.
Jake is the boy of the next six weeks. He loves you without a doubt and he will appreciate what we gave up for his brother to be alive again. He loves you with a passion too great for this world.
Anyway, if you happen to get your memories back faster, please tell Mom. She will know what to do. Don't be mad at her for what she does. If you meet a boy named Harry Potter, kill him. Immediately. If you see the Weasley family or any of the Order, KILL them. Father will be especially proud of you if you do.
DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, kill any of the Krum Quadruplets if you happen to see them. Just turn yourself invisible and leave. Don't talk to them. It is for our own good. If you go anywhere near them, you will never get your memory back, and trust me, you want it.
Love, Old You.
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FanfictionMy name is Mariella Lestrange. My mother is Bellatrix Lestrange. My father is Tom Riddle. I am sixteen. I have no memory. ----------------------- I am the daughter of the Dark Lord and Bellatrix Lestrange. I have no memory of who I was before I lost...
