"Quiet, girl. You haven't done what I told you to do. You've got the looks, use them. Bring Potter to me,or else....even if you are my daughter" He said twisting your arm around and then letting go as he disapparated. You whimpered, panting and slid to the ground. It started to rain in Diagon Alley. This couldn't get much worse. She cried and started to fall asleep.
"Hello" She was hearing a boy's voice from somewhere around there. "Hello?" She couldn't seem to open her eyes. "Are you o.k.?" The voice was closer now. You felt a little sunshine on her face, then a soft touch. You touched whatever was touching your face. You opened your eyes to look into green eyes.
"Yeah" You touched a hand to your forehead and shook your head. A shower of water went everywhere. He laughed. You waved your wand and the crystals came off. The glitter was gone except for the three streaks on your eyelids. You realized how wet you were. A golden brown owl swooped in over your head and dropped a hogwarts letter into your hands. At almost the same time, a large white one gave a letter to the boy. You were still soaking. I'll be back in a minute. You changed into a royal purple crushed velvet tank top and a blue jean skirt. You adjusted a black beret over your long black, now straight hair. It had the Durmstrang crest on it. When you got back the boy was talking to a red-head and a bushy haired brunette. "I don't believe I caught your name" You said smiling. The red head turned and stared at you. The girl looked afraid. You decided to make up a last name so they wouldn't be terrified of you. No one knew what Voldemort's daughters first name was except for that it started with a K, but they knew her last name was Riddle. "Oh, by the way, my name is Kyrie...errr, Kyrie Ellason" The red-head shook his head and smiled. The brunette smiled and looked relieved. "And you people are?" you asked, lauging.
"Oh, this is Ron Weasley and Hermoine Granger"
"And you are?"
He looked at you in disbelief. "I'm Harry Potter" And at that moment you knew your father was going to be very angry with you.
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