Severus's Secrets

This office is rather cold. My father of course has his illegal dealings going on in the fireplace. God who would know there was a whole world that I had never, ever thought of before. I hate my new haircut. It's too-punk-ish. These clothes are interesting though. I've always though corsets were cool. They make my boobs look huge.

"Talena, what the hell are you doing?" Lord Voldemort said looking up from the fireplace. He looked at the purple journal sitting in his daughter's lap. He shook his head. Muggle. He thought casually.

"Nothing Dad," Talena had been given her dad Smart Alec comments ever since she had gotten her new makeover. She was truly exquisite-her face was ivory, and her lips so red, it made her look like a china doll. If she wasn't his daughter the Dark Lord was sure he would want her.

"Ugh! Don't call me Dad, it's too personal,"

"Ass," Talena mumbled. She had just found out exactly 24 hours ago of her new persona, and was still a little shaky. Talena learned quickly, and had already mastered the unforgivable curses. It was odd-she could kill a mouse with a simple flick of a wand, but couldn't master a simple summoning charm.

God he's an ass. All he does is yell, yell, and yell. I can't wait to get to Hogwarts. Yummy. Dinner's here. At least this man knows what to eat. Thai's my absolute fave.

Love Always,
Talena

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Harry stared at Snape. Sure he'd want to spend the rest of the year-wait, why would he want to spend the year with Snape? It was only November, and Snape was the one teacher he absolutely loathed. Something strange was going on. A feeling Harry had never felt before-family. He had never had a family before in his whole entire life. Of course he had the Dursleys, and he had Sirius, and the whole Weasley Clan, but family? True family that was a wizard like him? He never had that. Until nowÂ…

Before Harry could ponder his quandaries any longer, Dumbledore came running into Snape's bedroom. "SHE'S coming!"

"She?"

"The Talon."

"The Talon? Surely you don't mean?"

"Yes I mean her. She's arriving by Portkey at quarter past one,"

"We don't have much time! We must prepare! Of course she'll need her own bed chambers,"

"Wait! Who's coming?" Harry interrupted.

"Never mind Harry, please go back to Gryffindor Tower," Dumbledore said, "You and Professor Snape can talk later."

"Yes, and Harry, please not a word to your fellow classmates," said Snape.

"Yes Professor," said Harry while leaving the room. He wanted more than anything to be able to stay and find out what was going on. But he respected Dumbledore and his decisions.

Harry walked down the hallway, and returned to Gryffindor Tower, where he was sure he would be bombarded by questions from his fellow classmates. Nothing in the halls seemed out of the ordinary, until Draco Malfoy came stepping out in front of him.

"Potter, I don't appreciate what you did," Draco said. He looked like an angel standing in the bright daylight. His silvery blonde hair glimmered and landed softy at his cheeks. His gray cold eyes stared deeply into Harry's green eyes. He was gorgeous-even though Harry was straight he had to admit, only in his deepest thoughts, that he was handsome.

"Yeah, well I don't need to here your bull right now. I've had a tough day," said Harry.

"Just because Snape is your uncle you think you had a tough day?" Harry gaped at Draco. How did he know? "My father beats me if I say the wrong thing, your spoiled Potter,"

"I am not spoiled. I grew up in cupboard under some stairs, in a fucking Muggle house. I've never had anyone love me in my whole entire life. You don't have someone trying to kill you every single time you turn your back,"

"Yeah right. Potter why are you so goddamned mean to me? What did I do?"

"What did you do? Shall I start with first year?"

"Fine, go ahead," said Draco.

"Well Malfoy, there are the countless times you made fun of my best friend, Ron Weasley. Plus poking fun at all the Gryffindors, not to mention that time you stole Neville's Remembrall. Second year-hmmÂ…more making fun of the Gryffindors and me. Third year? When you made fun of my little dementor problems. And I could go on and on all day, but I don't think your worth my time," said Harry.

"Potter, you put me threw just as much shit. Don't you fucking dare make yourself seem like the innocent party," yelled Draco

"I'm not saying I am,"

"Then what are you saying? What? That evil Draco Malfoy did this all? That I've always been the initiative of the evil pranks? I don't think so. Have you ever thought of me than being a loser? Someone who was just inferior to you?"

"I've never said that!" Harry shouted. "I turned down your friendship because you're full of it. You're a snob, a goddamn snob. Who had been babied, and always with Lord Voldemort, the safe side. You've never experienced lose, or anything. WELL FUCK THE DARK LORD AND ALL OF HIS CRONIES!"

"That's not very nice, now is it?" A new voice had entered the conversation. Harry whirled around to see the girl from his nightmares. She spoke with no accent-she was obviously American. She stepped gracefully forward. She was wearing long black robes, that were fitted and the top and tied. Harry didn't know they made such libidinous robes. She looked curiously at Harry, and smiled. "Harry? Harry Potter? Nice to meet you finally. I'm Talena M. Riddle," She held out her hand, "Otherwise know as The Dark Duchess, or Countess Voldemort,"

Draco smirked at Talena. He looked at Harry and nudged him. Harry slowly took out his hand and shook Talena's own. She looked at Draco, she seemed as if she knew him. Talena looked shy blushed, then turned back to Harry. "Now what was this business about you hating everything about my father?

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A horse-less carriage picked me up from father's lair at about 10 o' clock. They said it would take me to a Portkey, which would take me to Hogwarts. The Portkey was interesting. It felt like I was getting my belly button pierced all over again. But, before I left Dad's, I met a kind young man threw the fireplace, his name was Draco Malfoy. He was extremely handsome. He was a four star hottie! He spoke with this amazing English accent which made me very weak at the knees. I wonder if he plays guitar? Guys looks twenty times sexier with guitars around their necks.

I'm now sitting in Dumbledore's office. He seems like a peculiar character. My dad told me to be rude to him. I'm not sure though-he seems really nice. There are some rather odd contraptions in here, a ragged old hat, and a beautiful sword with rubies encrusted in it. I could get a shit load of money for that. I forgot to tell you diary! As soon as I learn how, I'm going to enchant you, so I can put a living memory of myself in you.

I'm so bored. What am I waiting here for anyway? I could be out in the halls scooping out hotties. Dad told me I was going to be a seductress. Yes! I get to have sex for information. I asked him if I could sing the same song over and over, like a siren, but he said no. Damn.

Here comes Dumbledore again. I'll update tonight.

Your very own Femme fatale,
Talena

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"Now Talena, I'm going to ask you to put on the Sorting Hat," said Dumbledore.

"That piece of shi-junk?" Talena began. She knew she swore too often. Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on her head. It spoke in her ear, "A lot of evil resides in your mind.... You seem very confident, and courageous. Very clever too-but you are also loyal and you are cunning. A very difficult girl to sort-I'd say the best house for you is---SLYTHERIN!"

Dumbledore smiled at Talena. He handed her a wand; Talena took it out of his hands. "I already have one of these," She took out the black 10 inch wand her father had given her earlier that day.

"But this wand, is better for you," said Dumbledore. He had a twinkle in his eye, which made Talena smile. She could picture him being a very kind grandfather. "This wand is made of mahogany, and has a phoenix feather core. Your father's wand has a phoenix feather core as well. This way you can keep in contact with your father, you now have brother wands,"

"You'll let me be in contact with him?" said Talena.

"Not only for that purpose-but there is one other with the same core in their wand. His name happens to be Harry Potter," said Dumbledore. Talena sat in silence for a few moments. She thought about what she should say next. Would she be rude and snide against Harry? Or would she brush it off? After thinking for a few moments, she decided it would be best to keep her cool.

"Ah, so you wish for me not duel with Mr. Potter? I understand. I heard all about the event," said Talena calmly. She had to sit threw three hours of her father explaining his whole entire life to her. She yawned. "May I go to bed?"

"Yes, I don't see why not. Your bedroom is down this hallway, take a left, and it's the third door on the right. You may redecorate if you like," He smiled at her. Why was he so kind to her? She thought Dumbledore hated her father and wished to ruin him? Why wouldn't he want to ruin her? "I will have a Slytherin prefect visit you in the morning to go over you schedule," He handed her a packet of papers. On the top was a schedule. She thumbed threw the pages. One said how to change the password to her room and the others had school rules. "Ah, and another thing, I will be sure you get to visit Hogsmeade for some new robes, and supplies"

Talena knew her robes were probably not appropriate for school. The flaunted her 'features' very well. And Dumbledore knew very well that she may in fact break necks in those outfits, and Madam Pomfrey wouldn't have enough Skele-Grow to heal all of the young men at Hogwarts.

She walked out of Dumbledore's office holding her new wand, diary, and packet of papers. How she wanted to explore the castle. But she was so very tired. Two days straight of learning all sorts of dark magic was quite draining. All she really cared about right now was if her room had a bathtub and comfortable bed until she heard yelling.

"I've never said that!" the voice shouted. It was of a young man. He was English. (Talena still couldn't help being weak at the knees at the sound) "I turned down your friendship because you're full of it. You're a snob, a goddamn snob. Who had been babied, and always with Lord Voldemort, the safe side. You've never experienced lose, or anything. WELL FUCK THE DARK LORD AND ALL OF HIS CRONIES!"

She turned the corner to see two boys yelling at each other. One was Draco; He's so dreamy, she thought. The other was a boy with messy black hair, and beautiful green eyes and glasses. She saw the scar on his forehead and knew immediately: Harry Potter.

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"Nice to see you again Talena," said Draco, looking rather smug.

"And as is to see you Draco. You're looking handsome as ever. I was just going to my bedroom, and I really don't think that is a good way to welcome me to your school, Harry,"

"I didn't know you were standing there now did I?" said Harry. He looked at her. So her name was Talena. It suited her. She was very pretty, but just from her facial expressions you could tell she was a conceited bitch. Her blue eyes looked straight into his green ones, and she smiled. "Why are you smirking at me?"

"No particular reason. Draco would you happen to be a Slytherin prefect?" said Talena. She didn't take her eyes away from Harry though. It seemed as if she wanted to tell him something. Something Harry wasn't sure of. She twirled her wand between her fingers, Harry noticed. What was she trying to say?

"Yes, a matter of fact I am," said Draco.

"If you don't mind, would you care to lead me to my bedroom, and go over my course schedule,"

"You said schedule wrong," said Harry.

"If you haven't noticed Mr. Potter, I'm American. I don't have your oh-so-sexy British accents," said Talena. "Come Draco,"

"She got that one right," said Draco. Obviously they weren't going to be going over too many schedulesÂ…

Harry looked as the two walked away. He sighed, and then decided to return to Gryffindor Tower.

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"So then what happened after Dumbledore left?" asked Ron. Both he and Hermione were very interested to see what happened to him. Although Hermione seemed agitated that Harry had left her in the dark at first, she soon forgave him. This story was by far too juicy to miss.

"Well, I walked out of the office, and Draco came up to me. He started this whole pissed off rant and I just basically said 'fuck off' and had a pretty good speech of why I hate him and the dark lord. It ended very nicely, I said, 'Fuck the Dark Lord and all of his cronies,' but then she showed up," said Harry.

"She? Whose she?" asked Hermione. Even though she flinched every single time Harry swore, she listened very closely.

"The girl from my dream. Her name is Talena M. Riddle, she's the Voldemort's daughter."

"You-know-who's daughter? He has a kid and she's gorgeous?" said Ron. Hermione slapped his shoulder, "Not that your not gorgeous, baby," Hermione smiled.

"Okay, if the flirting session would stop, I think I would like to continue," said Harry. He rolled his eyes. Hermione and Ron were such lovebirds. All they did was snog, compliment each other, and snog some more.

"Sorry, Mate," said Ron. They sort of made Harry feel sick to his stomach. The two were giving each other puppy eyes and Harry could tell they were waiting to go run to Hermione's bedroom. He decided his story could wait.

"You two go have wild passionate sex. I need to write Sirius," said Harry.

Hermione gave him a look. He knew he said the wrong thing. Ron looked excited. Harry walked up to the boysÂ’ dormitory and wrote Sirius a note about what was happening at Hogwarts.

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"Baby, you were great," said Draco. He was lying in Talena's four-posted bed with sheets wrapped around his waist. Talena was walking around in a black silk kimono. She had just taken a shower.

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said. "If you don't mind Draco, I'm very tired. Same time tomorrow?"

"There's a tomorrow?" said Draco looking overjoyed.

"Of course there's a tomorrow," said Talena looking self-satisfied.

"I'll see you then!" Draco sprung out of the bed and dressed quickly. Talena watched him walk down the hall to make sure he was gone. She went back into her room and sat down on the lounge. She wanted to write in her diary, until there was a knock at her door.

"Come in!" she yelled.

"I don't know the password," said a male's voice. Talena got up off of the lounge and walked towards the door.

"What do you want, Draco?" she said. But it was not he. "Oh, I'm sorry,"

"No problem," said the man. He had greasy black hair to his shoulders, and a cold face. But somehow Talena found him handsome.

"I'm Talena." She held out her right hand. "And you are?"

"I'm Severus Snape, the Potions Master," said Snape. He smiled at her.

"I know who you are. If I were you I'd be careful around me, I have a lot of power," said Talena. Snape didn't seem impressed.

"Which is why I am here to talk to you," he said. He looked at her with a gleam of joy in his eyes. Why was he happy?

"Come in, take a seat," Snape entered Talena's room and proceeded to sit in a large over-stuffed chair in front of the fire. Talena laid back down on the lounge. "What's up?"

"What did your Father tell you about me?" he asked. Talena proceeded to take out a gold cigarette case, and light one up.

"Fag?"

"I don't smoke," said Snape.

"No, are you a fag, gay?"

"Oh, no. I like woman," said Snape. "Why?"

"Well you do want me to answer your question right?" she asked.

"Will you quit it with the questions! Just answer me!" said Snape.

"Fine, fine. My father, The Dark Lord, told me that you were a fag. He told me you were a homosexual and that is why you left his services," said Talena. "He also said you went away to go suck Dumbledore's cock, and that you must be killed, because fags are evil," Talena smirked. She looked at Snape. She casually brushed her hair out of her face.

"I was never a homosexual, and I still am not," said Snape.

"I personally don't find anything at all wrong with it at all," said Talena, "But my father is racist to everyone. And personally, I find that kind of kinky," said Talena.

Snape gulped. Talena walked over to the overstuffed armchair, and continued to sit on Snape's lap. "Severus, dear Severus," Talena stroked his face. "How dearly we want you back on our side,"

"I'm loyal to Dumble-"

"Oh no youÂ’re not. ShÂ…my dear, I can offer you so much more than he can. I know your not loyal, youÂ’re not a Hufflepuff," she said, "I can give you more beyond your wildest dreams," Snape stood up. He pushed Talena off him and she landed harshly on the flagstone floor. Snape ran out of her bedroom. Talena sighed. "This is going to be harder than I thought,"

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Hey Journal,

Who would think seducing someone would be so hard. I can't believe the way I am behaving. Little did I know, only about 24 hours ago I would be sitting in a castle, and almost a princess of darkness. I am beginning to miss my friends and mother. I am saddened by my departure. Wormtail later told me my foster mother was not dead, which I was greatly relieved.

I am very tired. I'll write tomorrow.

Love, Talena.

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Harry walked around outside of Gryffindor tower. Was everything going to be ruined at Hogwarts? So many new things happening. An heir to Lord Voldemort? He couldn't quite believe she existed. Why didn't he know before?

And she was very attractiveÂ…very, very attractiveÂ… Harry shook himself from picturing himself in a fantasy with Talena. He walked down the hall, every so often stopping and looking out a window. Harry walked down a hallway gazing at the doors. The carvings in them were very intricate. One depicted an angel being led to the depths of hell. Harry stared at the door for a good twenty minutes until he discovered the door handle, it was carved with four simple words, "here the princess lies," Harry looked more deeply at the handle, and realized the writing was not in English. There was only one other language Harry knew-Parseltounge. He read the inscription aloud; the soft hissing noises escaped his mouth.

"Interesting, eh?" said someone behind Harry. Harry spun around to see Dumbledore standing there.

"Yeah, the writing is in Parseltongue," said Harry.

"Ah my dear boy, you have discovered a rather interesting door here at Hogwarts. This is a door that's inscription changes with the inhabitant," Dumbledore replied. "Right now, this door occupies the feelings of Ms. Talena Riddle,"

"Dumbledore, how come I never knew of Talena?"

"Talena is a very powerful witch, Harry. I thought even myself she was dead until you told me of your dream last night," Dumbledore said. "She was born a year before you were. Only a few people even knew she existed. I myself found out from Severus. When she was born so many spells were put on her to make her the most powerful magical person whoever existed. Some went directly in effect when she born, and others she still hasn't discovered. The Order and I decided it would be best to make sure of her destruction.

"Your Father was one of the ones assigned to make sure she was killed. We thought at first she would be able to cross sides and join us, but all of the spells made it so complicated. She was bonded to Voldemort; she must fulfill his every request,"

"That sucks," said Harry. "What happened?"

"Well, we were still in planning stages when you were born. Voldemort knew that you had powers that would rival Talena's and immediately you had to be destroyed. You know the rest of the story,"

"What happened to Talena?" asked Harry.

"That I am not sure of. She told us she lived with Muggle foster parents, in America. Who knows how she ended up there," said Dumbledore.

"Am I allowed to meet her?"

"Why not? I'm not sure she'd be very warm to you but if you wish you may."

Harry knocked on the interesting door. Dumbledore smiled and walked down the hall leaving a train of purple robes behind him.

"What the hell is up with people knocking on my goddamned door?" said Talena. She stood in the door wearing a black silk kimono. She looked at Harry and smiled. "So I see you can't resist me can you?"

"I wanted to talk to you about your past," Harry said coolly.

Talena smiled. Sleep could wait. Sleep could definitely wait for Harry Potter.