Tragic Fates
Tragic Fates Chapter 1
Chapter 1
I walked forwards my green dress brushing against my hand, my hair braided up by my sister Bree. I wasn’t sure where they were, I wasn’t sure where I was either as the mulch from the ground sunk into my barefoot I wandered all around the forest curious of everything. “Seriously!! We need to go now!” a voice yelled at another as I peered around the corner of a tree wondering who was that arguing. It wasn’t like arguing was something I hadn’t heard often. Actually I hear arguing more often than I like in my house. “We are so doomed.” The two boys ran around panicking, I giggled staring at them as they ran around in circles screaming. It seemed as if they were running around panicking over something simple compared to how I lived. “Wait, I’ve got keys, I’ve got an idea.” The one orange haired one smiled to the burnet. “And what is it, Ron?” The brown haired one shouted as the orange haired one whipped keys out of his pocket. “We fly there” he laughed like it was the best plan in the world. I giggled loudly they looked like a bunch of idiots the way they where running around, yet at the same time they kind of looked like they where enjoying it. “Who’s there!?” the one turned around it was like he was looking straight at me, I caught my breath. If I was caught out here I’d be so, so, dead. My eyes widened this was going to be a terrible disaster. What if they were like, like the advisers that were kept around the house? How was I going to fix this one? I glanced at them walking quickly to where I was.
“Lilah!! Let’s go! It's almost dinner time!” Trinity shouted exhaustedly over the hill as I turned around dashing back. “Come on Harry, we are going to be late.” Ron said pulling him back as I finally got over the hill. Bree and Trinity, my two sisters, standing there their heads tilted slightly smiling. They were my triplet sisters. They had small frail smiles on, what do you expect when you’re raised by Death-Eaters? If you must know they are not the best care takers, but how was I supposed to know the difference? They were all I had ever known. So, we had begun looking after ourselves and only ourselves. I’m kind of a klutz but I know how to fold things and Trinity cooks a lot, while Bree keeps a lot in order. I guess that’s a good thing because we are always loosing things. “I got us some new stuff.” I smiled tossing them some music. “What’s it sound like?” They said curiously as I shrugged. I didn't really care: it was new, wrapped, and shiny so I just lifted it off the shelf of a muggle store. I was once caught by a Death Eater doing this thing they called 'shoplifting' but since it was a muggle it would be alright. “Don’t know” I shrugged back gleeful unsure of the crime I had just committed. “Come on, Beltrix is going to be looking for us soon.” Trinity shook her head displeased. “I heard they put her in Azkaban the other day.” I replied pulling out a newspaper. “Seriously where do you get this stuff?” Bree sighed as Trinity shook her head telling her to not even bother asking. “Well you know I do have a lot of time on my hands.” I sighed as they smiled we walked back to our newly, nearly empty cabin. “They don’t come around often you know that” Trinity sighed as we all glanced in the door for Death Eaters anyway. “Yeah but you’ve got to practice” I mumbled staring over her
shoulder at some letters. For ones out there who weren't raised by Death Eaters the thing I, Lilah, am referring to of practicing is dark magic: death magic. We don't use it on live beings which I'm glad, but I'm not too sure why we have to practice it anyway although the adults say it's for protection from the evil people who killed our mother who will come for us next. "What were they called again?" I thought to myself as Trinity was the first to tiptoe in.
“So now that he’s dead what do you expect we do with our lives?” Bree asked eating an apple; she was talking about the leader of the Death Eaters, who must not be named, Voldemort himself. “I don’t think he’s dead, that’s why he sent the Death Eaters to raise us.” Trinity sighed looking disappointed as if she knew something Bree and I didn't we quickly looked up towards the eldest sister. “Where do you think you’d be if he hadn’t sent anyone for us?” Bree mumbled suspiciously as she slipped out an age-old piece of paper. It was broken, crinkly, water-logged, crumbling, and seeming as if it recently went threw a fire.
“With Snape.” Trinity shrugged. “I guess that’d be logical.” Bree shrugged. “So how much do you remember?” I mumbled. “About what?” Trinity replied as I shrugged. “Never mind” I muttered standing up a pit sinking into my stomach. “About what?” Trinity repeated more sternly this time as I finally answered her. “ Our Mother.” I whispered struggling to even say the word, we were forbidden to ask questions about her around Death Eaters, most likely because they didn’t know anything about her. They said they didn't want to see us end up like her, didn't want us to see what she saw. But if felt hollow like sand and empty every answer that was given to us. “The Potter’s killed her.” Trinity turned away from me as I walked to my room, we all knew that must’ve been a lie, for some reason it felt like a lie, I rolled my eyes we all knew it but we needed something to say. Decorated in greens and blacks, it was obvious someone wasn’t ready to leave high school behind and was encouraging Slytherin behavior. I stared at my green currents rain pouring down outside.
“Hey” I smiled at the giant snake curling up at my foot board, which looked up in response. “Did you enjoy your day?” it mumbled back, I was taught passel-tongue at a young age. Begin the clumsy, weakest, youngest one doesn’t end well in begin with Death Eaters, even though they were sent to find my sisters and I my magic still wasn't ever strong enough it was weak and flimsy disappointing in a Death Eater's eyes. “I met someone today.” I smiled.
“Who was it?” it asked. “Well, I didn’t exactly meet them I sort of watched them.” I sighed. “Oh that’s interesting” Nagini sighed not the least bit interested. “Hey Nagini, do you think you could fill me out some forms for Hogwarts or something? So I could sneak away when no one notices?” I sighed. “I’m a snake no hands remember?” Nagini hissed as I sat up. I knew the snake wasn't happy, but the snake wasn't really here
anyway the best I could describe of it was like a magical interactive hologram. “I’ll teach you how to write.” I smiled giving Nagini a pencil and paper as Nagini bit write threw the pencil “Disgusting!” she/he/whatever replied. “How about instead” I smiled “No, no, no, no forms, no signing up for anything, no ditching, no leaving, just staying. No Hogwarts!” Nagini snapped.
“But,”
“No!”
“Nagini that eight no’s, how am I supposed to know that, this know equals that no but instead that no means no I won’t sign the forms but backwards.” I mumbled pouting as Nagini face palmed itself with its tail (so do you call it tail-palming?) “Give me a second” Nagini said slithering out of my room as I sighed staring at my roof. It was awfully lonely here with just the three of us and Nagini. “She’s confusing me!” Nagini shouted to Trinity who naturally spoke passel-tongue. “It’s not my fault you’ve got a small brain” Trinity mocked the snake as I smiled listening to them and the rain. We got bored waiting around for a while and so our game was to make fun of the snake. “What’d it say?” Bree asked as Trinity walked into the room. “How about in a year or two we sign up?” Trinity sighed. “why? I mean it’s starting soon” I sighed. “It’s starting today, besides if we switch from home school all of our spells will have notification or something on them till we turn eighteen.” Trinity explained as I sat up. “well I say we need connections, and it’s not like we will be practicing the death curse any time soon, and seriously we all know he’s not coming back let’s go do something practical for once” I sighed as Trinity sighed back at my argument “besides, I heard Draco Malfoy is at this school.” I whispered in her ear as she lit up. “I do not have a crush on him no matter what you think” Trinity sighed.
“That’s the first idea I’ve ever heard from Lilah that made sense, why don’t you guys try it out for once?” the elder Mr. Malfoy walked in the door as Trinity spun around to look sophisticated in his presence still blushing as she stared out the window hoping that he hadn’t heard our recent conversation about Draco. “Well, yes, but its complicated reasoning.” Trinity sighed in her dark black jeans and dark green t-shirt.
“I’ll fill out your forms” Mr. Lucius Malfoy smiled. “No! Our last name’s are Riddle, and we can’t just take yours.” Trinity sighed turning around her face back to normal. Well there she was spilling the beans already, no major entrance, no grand anything to say this. But the three of us are the daughters of Sir. Do-Not-Name, but it gets even more complicated so complicated I don't even want to explain it.\. “I will arrange for all three of you, false I.D.s if it’s that important.” Lucius who I refer to as Lu-Lu and usually get glared at for, but hey at least I was kind enough to make up him a
nice nickname. Other than creepy man who reminds me of an-evil-twisted-version-of-elf-in-lord-of-the-rings-and-carries-around-a-creepy-staff. “Yay! Thanks Lu-Lu!” I smiled as he shook his head. “Calling me Lu-Lu, though is one of your worst ideas ever” he sighed shaking his head a green glove on his face.
“We can’t all go” she sighed “It was my idea, if I find anything of useful information I’ll bring it back to you” I smiled “Come on, everything’s useful, and no parties having food is a usual.” Trinity sighed as I went to speak I like food, lots of food, especially cupcakes and cookies, and oh cake!
Hey what could go wrong? Three daughters of Voldemort in Hogwarts Castle?
I walked forwards my green dress brushing against my hand, my hair braided up by my sister Bree. I wasn’t sure where they were, I wasn’t sure where I was either as the mulch from the ground sunk into my barefoot I wandered all around the forest curious of everything. “Seriously!! We need to go now!” a voice yelled at another as I peered around the corner of a tree wondering who was that arguing. It wasn’t like arguing was something I hadn’t heard often. Actually I hear arguing more often than I like in my house. “We are so doomed.” The two boys ran around panicking, I giggled staring at them as they ran around in circles screaming. It seemed as if they were running around panicking over something simple compared to how I lived. “Wait, I’ve got keys, I’ve got an idea.” The one orange haired one smiled to the burnet. “And what is it, Ron?” The brown haired one shouted as the orange haired one whipped keys out of his pocket. “We fly there” he laughed like it was the best plan in the world. I giggled loudly they looked like a bunch of idiots the way they where running around, yet at the same time they kind of looked like they where enjoying it. “Who’s there!?” the one turned around it was like he was looking straight at me, I caught my breath. If I was caught out here I’d be so, so, dead. My eyes widened this was going to be a terrible disaster. What if they were like, like the advisers that were kept around the house? How was I going to fix this one? I glanced at them walking quickly to where I was.
“Lilah!! Let’s go! It's almost dinner time!” Trinity shouted exhaustedly over the hill as I turned around dashing back. “Come on Harry, we are going to be late.” Ron said pulling him back as I finally got over the hill. Bree and Trinity, my two sisters, standing there their heads tilted slightly smiling. They were my triplet sisters. They had small frail smiles on, what do you expect when you’re raised by Death-Eaters? If you must know they are not the best care takers, but how was I supposed to know the difference? They were all I had ever known. So, we had begun looking after ourselves and only ourselves. I’m kind of a klutz but I know how to fold things and Trinity cooks a lot, while Bree keeps a lot in order. I guess that’s a good thing because we are always loosing things. “I got us some new stuff.” I smiled tossing them some music. “What’s it sound like?” They said curiously as I shrugged. I didn't really care: it was new, wrapped, and shiny so I just lifted it off the shelf of a muggle store. I was once caught by a Death Eater doing this thing they called 'shoplifting' but since it was a muggle it would be alright. “Don’t know” I shrugged back gleeful unsure of the crime I had just committed. “Come on, Beltrix is going to be looking for us soon.” Trinity shook her head displeased. “I heard they put her in Azkaban the other day.” I replied pulling out a newspaper. “Seriously where do you get this stuff?” Bree sighed as Trinity shook her head telling her to not even bother asking. “Well you know I do have a lot of time on my hands.” I sighed as they smiled we walked back to our newly, nearly empty cabin. “They don’t come around often you know that” Trinity sighed as we all glanced in the door for Death Eaters anyway. “Yeah but you’ve got to practice” I mumbled staring over her
shoulder at some letters. For ones out there who weren't raised by Death Eaters the thing I, Lilah, am referring to of practicing is dark magic: death magic. We don't use it on live beings which I'm glad, but I'm not too sure why we have to practice it anyway although the adults say it's for protection from the evil people who killed our mother who will come for us next. "What were they called again?" I thought to myself as Trinity was the first to tiptoe in.
“So now that he’s dead what do you expect we do with our lives?” Bree asked eating an apple; she was talking about the leader of the Death Eaters, who must not be named, Voldemort himself. “I don’t think he’s dead, that’s why he sent the Death Eaters to raise us.” Trinity sighed looking disappointed as if she knew something Bree and I didn't we quickly looked up towards the eldest sister. “Where do you think you’d be if he hadn’t sent anyone for us?” Bree mumbled suspiciously as she slipped out an age-old piece of paper. It was broken, crinkly, water-logged, crumbling, and seeming as if it recently went threw a fire.
“With Snape.” Trinity shrugged. “I guess that’d be logical.” Bree shrugged. “So how much do you remember?” I mumbled. “About what?” Trinity replied as I shrugged. “Never mind” I muttered standing up a pit sinking into my stomach. “About what?” Trinity repeated more sternly this time as I finally answered her. “ Our Mother.” I whispered struggling to even say the word, we were forbidden to ask questions about her around Death Eaters, most likely because they didn’t know anything about her. They said they didn't want to see us end up like her, didn't want us to see what she saw. But if felt hollow like sand and empty every answer that was given to us. “The Potter’s killed her.” Trinity turned away from me as I walked to my room, we all knew that must’ve been a lie, for some reason it felt like a lie, I rolled my eyes we all knew it but we needed something to say. Decorated in greens and blacks, it was obvious someone wasn’t ready to leave high school behind and was encouraging Slytherin behavior. I stared at my green currents rain pouring down outside.
“Hey” I smiled at the giant snake curling up at my foot board, which looked up in response. “Did you enjoy your day?” it mumbled back, I was taught passel-tongue at a young age. Begin the clumsy, weakest, youngest one doesn’t end well in begin with Death Eaters, even though they were sent to find my sisters and I my magic still wasn't ever strong enough it was weak and flimsy disappointing in a Death Eater's eyes. “I met someone today.” I smiled.
“Who was it?” it asked. “Well, I didn’t exactly meet them I sort of watched them.” I sighed. “Oh that’s interesting” Nagini sighed not the least bit interested. “Hey Nagini, do you think you could fill me out some forms for Hogwarts or something? So I could sneak away when no one notices?” I sighed. “I’m a snake no hands remember?” Nagini hissed as I sat up. I knew the snake wasn't happy, but the snake wasn't really here
anyway the best I could describe of it was like a magical interactive hologram. “I’ll teach you how to write.” I smiled giving Nagini a pencil and paper as Nagini bit write threw the pencil “Disgusting!” she/he/whatever replied. “How about instead” I smiled “No, no, no, no forms, no signing up for anything, no ditching, no leaving, just staying. No Hogwarts!” Nagini snapped.
“But,”
“No!”
“Nagini that eight no’s, how am I supposed to know that, this know equals that no but instead that no means no I won’t sign the forms but backwards.” I mumbled pouting as Nagini face palmed itself with its tail (so do you call it tail-palming?) “Give me a second” Nagini said slithering out of my room as I sighed staring at my roof. It was awfully lonely here with just the three of us and Nagini. “She’s confusing me!” Nagini shouted to Trinity who naturally spoke passel-tongue. “It’s not my fault you’ve got a small brain” Trinity mocked the snake as I smiled listening to them and the rain. We got bored waiting around for a while and so our game was to make fun of the snake. “What’d it say?” Bree asked as Trinity walked into the room. “How about in a year or two we sign up?” Trinity sighed. “why? I mean it’s starting soon” I sighed. “It’s starting today, besides if we switch from home school all of our spells will have notification or something on them till we turn eighteen.” Trinity explained as I sat up. “well I say we need connections, and it’s not like we will be practicing the death curse any time soon, and seriously we all know he’s not coming back let’s go do something practical for once” I sighed as Trinity sighed back at my argument “besides, I heard Draco Malfoy is at this school.” I whispered in her ear as she lit up. “I do not have a crush on him no matter what you think” Trinity sighed.
“That’s the first idea I’ve ever heard from Lilah that made sense, why don’t you guys try it out for once?” the elder Mr. Malfoy walked in the door as Trinity spun around to look sophisticated in his presence still blushing as she stared out the window hoping that he hadn’t heard our recent conversation about Draco. “Well, yes, but its complicated reasoning.” Trinity sighed in her dark black jeans and dark green t-shirt.
“I’ll fill out your forms” Mr. Lucius Malfoy smiled. “No! Our last name’s are Riddle, and we can’t just take yours.” Trinity sighed turning around her face back to normal. Well there she was spilling the beans already, no major entrance, no grand anything to say this. But the three of us are the daughters of Sir. Do-Not-Name, but it gets even more complicated so complicated I don't even want to explain it.\. “I will arrange for all three of you, false I.D.s if it’s that important.” Lucius who I refer to as Lu-Lu and usually get glared at for, but hey at least I was kind enough to make up him a
nice nickname. Other than creepy man who reminds me of an-evil-twisted-version-of-elf-in-lord-of-the-rings-and-carries-around-a-creepy-staff. “Yay! Thanks Lu-Lu!” I smiled as he shook his head. “Calling me Lu-Lu, though is one of your worst ideas ever” he sighed shaking his head a green glove on his face.
“We can’t all go” she sighed “It was my idea, if I find anything of useful information I’ll bring it back to you” I smiled “Come on, everything’s useful, and no parties having food is a usual.” Trinity sighed as I went to speak I like food, lots of food, especially cupcakes and cookies, and oh cake!
Hey what could go wrong? Three daughters of Voldemort in Hogwarts Castle?