- Y/n Marvea Riddle, the 'yet' infamous daughter of none other than, the Dark Lord, the name that dared not be spoken.
Growing up in the muggle world, and studied in the muggle school. Her existence, her magic was a secret, a dangerous truth hidden beneath the normalcy of her muggle life.
But now, she was leaving that life behind, transferring to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a third year.
Soon will meet The Boy Who Lived. Harry Potter. Everything might change- Hatred, palpable and raw, pulsed between them or something more.
Amidst the fear and prejudice, hoping a sliver of hope spark. Something better emergey from the ashes of hatred? Could forgiveness find space amidst the wreckage of their fathers' conflict?
The fate of the wizarding world, and perhaps even Y/n's future, hung precariously in the balance, waiting to be shaped by the choices she made.
"Don't you ever feel terrified being called 'the clueless daughter of you-know-who?"
"I'm about to ask too- why do you all fear by just saying his name?"
[Harry James Potter x Reader]
[All Harry Potter Characters Belong to J.K Rowling, except mine.]
Voldemort intended the object to be used by his most loyal follower in the event that his horcruxes were destroyed, but it ended up in Hermione's possession instead.
She knows she has to kill him. Steal his horcruxes. Destroy him. But Tom Riddle isn't who she thought he was. Hermione discovers it's a dark descent into the madness of the man she should hate, but can't. When she realizes Tom Riddle's soul is half of her own, she knows she can't destroy him.
To kill him would be to destroy herself.
There simply has to be another way.