My life and its tradgedies. A Hogwarts story.

my name is Hester Antonia Dracolas. i was born on the 15th december 1985 to lord Voldermort and Victoria Anaya Dracolas. this is my story.
it was early in the morning. light stole into my room through the gap in the curtains and created strange patterns on the walls. faint birdsong came to me from the forest. it was a peaceful morning. the sort where i could just relax and forget.... forget my problems. oh dear mother if you could see me now. i'm still here. i have never been outside outside of this place. i've never ventured past the magical boundaries that encase me. i turned to look at taradan who was sleeping peacefully on the floor beside my bed. he had nothing to worry about. he didn't understand the complicated world of politics i lived in, after all he was a snow leopard. although sometimes i swear he could understand what i said.
i sighed and sat up. i better get ready for today's lessons. i dressed in my usual black robes and added all of mother's belongings. i wore them every day, they were all i had left of her. a golden locket, when i opened it i found a list of names, it made no sense to me. a ring, gold with 13 jewels on it and a dragon in the middle. her wand, dragon scale and cherry, green dragon scale. i nudged taradan gently to bring him out of his sleep. he opened one eye and stared at me. i stared back. he stood up and shook himself grumbling.
"come on. there are lessons today." i said and he stopped grumbling abruptly. i walked swiftly through the old house. i loved it. but i hated the occupants. many a night i have heard the screams of prizoners being tortured or death eaters who have failed in there tasks. when mother was around it was ok. i could go to her if i was scared she would hold me tight and tell me it was alright. she taught me alot of things. most importantly she taught me that you can't trust people. even people you think you know. she was always there to comfort me. but that was seven years ago. she can no longer talk to me now.
flashback
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i was six. they were argueing again. they argued a lot, but this was different. a few days ago i had come into her room to find her packing. she had jumped and looked flustered. she had seemed so sad.
"Hester," she said."thank the dragon lords it's just you." she often said things like that." look! i have some stuff for you." this caught my attention. i never got presents. she handed me the locket and the ring, i had seen them before, but only glimpses
"mummy's going away soon, will you look after these for me?"
"are you coming back?"
"Some day."
"i'm scared mummy..."
"don't be." she cut me off."if you are ever in great danger slam your hand into the ring and i'll be there, ok?"
"i don't understand, can't i come with you?"
"no honey. i'm sorry. just promise me you'll wear them every day."
"i promise mummy."
"you can have my wand before i go. then you can keep yourself safe"
"yes mummy!"
"repeat after me. expelliarmus."
"expelliarmus!"
"good! i love you!"
so i lay in bed quivering with fear. was she telling him she was leaving? i got out of bed and hurried down the long corridors. i peered round the door to the drawing room.
"you can't leave!"
"i need freedom! do you have any idea what it's like to be shut up all day for me?"
"i won't allow you!"
"this isn't my natural form! it hurts so much!"
"i don't care you're not leaving until i have a son!"
"is that all you care about? an heir?"
"she is useless!"
"how do you know that you're not around her long enough to know what she's like!"
"all i care about is that she's a girl!"
"i hate you! i'm leaving now and you can't stop me!"
"avada kedavra!" those to words will haunt me to the end of my life. the flash of green light. i watched her fall. time slowed down. a terrible scream peirced the air. but it was me. i was screaming. i couldn't stop. he turned to me his wand pointing at me. and i did the only thing i could think of..
"expelliarmus!" i yelled it for her. i yelled it for me. his wand flew out of his hand and he was thrown back onto the ground. he just lay there staring at me. mother never got her freedom.
back to the present.
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i sat down at the old oak table in the kitchen. house elves bustling around my feet preparing breakfast for the important members of the house hold. i'm not included in that category. one of them brought me some food befre scurrying away out f taradan's sight line. poor creatures, they are trapped like me.
it was 6. lessons started at 7. i have never been to hogwarts, after my mother's death lord voldermort decided that i should be taught magic. lucius malfoy had messed up on some mission so as punishment he was chosen to teach me. he has made his feelings clear to me on this matter. once he cursed the broomstick i was learning to fly on so that it crashed into a tree where i was left for the rest of the day. it would have been great to miss lessons if it wasn't for the fact that there was boggart in the tree which took the shape of my mother's dead body. i have been terrified of broomsticks ever since. he didn't teach me just normal spells either. i remember when i found taradan...
flashback
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i was eight. when lucius taught me new spells we would always venture out into the forest to find some creature to practise on. this time we were practising the cruciatus curse and we came across a young snow leopard.
"catch him" lucius ordered. i didn't want to, but i had an idea. i knelt down to his level.
"come to me!"i whispered in parsel tongue. "come to me now or he will hurt you!" i know he's not a snake but it was the only thing i could think of. he looked at me warily.
"please! i'm trying to help you! don't run he'll kill you!" he took a step towards me and then ran into my arms. i picked up and held him away from lucius.
"can't i keep him?" i pleaded in my best irritating voice. "you don't have to teach me for the for the rest of the day. i can tell the dark lord that i'm learning while i train him."this won lucius over, anthing to escape having to teach me. as to taradan's name i once heard my mother say "thank taradan!". i liked the sound of it. he has followed me everywhere ever since.
back to the present
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i got the hogwarts letter when i turned eleven. i had been waiting for it excitedly. i showed it to lord voldermort and he burnt it on the fire. i have never had annother hope of escaping from here.
a house elf came up to me "the d-dark l-lord wants to s-see y-you.". i smiled at it and nodded. it shreiked interror and ran away. i sighed. at least there won't be as many lessons today.
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i knocked on the door of his study hoping he wouldn't be in a bad mood.
"enter!" came his commanding voice. it made my skin creep. i opened the door slowly and stepped in, taradan came in behind me in his cat form ( writer's note: sorry, i forgot to mention that taradan can turn into a cat). i bowed low and waited. the dark lord rearranged the files on his desk enjoying scaring me. he turned and fixed me with his crimson eyes. i avoided his snake-like gaze.
" i have a job for you."
"yes my lord."
"come with me" he left the house and made for the forest. i followed, filled with antrepidation (spelling?). we travelled deep into the middle of the woods, further than i have ever been before. taradan padded beside me, ever faithful. i stared at the back of his head. finally we stopped in a clearing. he handed me i vial.
"drink it!" it was an order. i tipped back my head and swallowed the whole of the potion. then everything changed. pain racked my body. my head spun. echoes of the past flashed before my eyes.
"slinibiferousicousolas!" now calmness. i felt like i was floating. but i couldn't breath. i was in trouble.
"hester!!!" i heard, then a yelp. taradan. in the moment of my greatest need i remembered the ring. i slammed my hand down on the top of it with my remaining strength and my concouisness slipped away. my mother's face was the last thing i saw. but then i woke up.....