Her stroy told.

[Evil_To_The_Max]

this story makes me wantto read more and more!keep going,please...

[Kiara Johnson]

     "I think it's about time for me to tell you two something I should have told you a long time ago."  Dumbledore said then paused to regard the two of us shortly before continuing.
"The reason you two feel so strongly that you should know one another is, your twins.  Yes, twins, you were separated at birth in order to keep your father from finding you both and killing you."  He then looked to Harry.  "Harry, your parents are Aurora Maul and, I am sorry for this but, Voldemort."  He paused to seek Harry's reaction.

   Harry sat silently for a few moments; I could tell he was fighting against the horror of finding out that his real father was Voldemort.  Finally, after several moments of silence, he stood up and smiled.  I stood also, running over to him and giving him a giant hug.  I noticed that Dumbledore had a smile on his face; I also noticed the relief showing in his whole person.  
"I guess, I had always figured that Voldemort was my father.  Now that I know for sure, I can stop all I disagreeumptions and worries as to why I do certain things."  He gave Dumbledore a wink.

    Something obviously I didn't know anything about had already transpired that led him to believe this fact so, I left it alone, I was certain it would come out sooner or later.

    Well, the rest of the school year went pretty much uneventful, save for the small incident of when Draco did actually use the imperious curse on me.  Now that, I must tell for it has a rather amusing ending.

    Kiara stopped as Moloch entered the room.  She stood and walked to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"Your just in time to here the imperious curse story."  She smiled

    Celeste thought perhaps she noticed the same sort of expression on her grandmother's face as when she remembered her first feelings of the Max character.  Celeste smiled, thinking perhaps she wasn't so sad after all.

    "Well, I'm glad I showed when I did then, this is one of my favorites."  Moloch smiled as he returned her kiss.  Then the two of them sat down and Kiara continued.

    As it happened, Max and I had gotten pretty close.  We were sitting in front of the fire in the common room and it just happened.  We kissed for the first time.  Unfortunately, Draco came walking in at that particular moment.  Max and I were, of course, to preoccupied to notice him.

    Next thing I know, Max is lying stunned on the couch, and Draco is trying to pull me away from him.  I'm not really sure how it all happened, Draco suddenly went limp, hit by a stun curse from someone else, as I looked up, I saw a blonde girl standing there with a smile etched across her face.  I had seen her before, she was with Ron.  Her name was Emily.

 "Hum, thanks."  I said a little out of breath from the physical struggle with Draco.  I then stood up and began kicking him in the ribs, harder and harder until Emily came over and pulled me off him.

    "He's not worth it Kiara, stop."  Emily said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the couch.

         I don't really remember a whole lot of our conversation but this is the time I found out that Emily, was my cousin.  I remember also, that she was my tracker during the time I spent with the Malfoy's'.  She was there to be sure that if something had gone wrong, I would get help.  Also, however, she or no one else could ever interfere with what it was that I did.  They, like me, had to sit and watch the terrible atrocities Voldemort had me do.  

    Kiara paused again then got a slight smile on her face and looked at Moloch who also drew a grin.  Then Kiara started to laugh and continued her story.

    Max had been stunned, I forgot about him as Emily and I were talking.  I felt bad but at the same time, as I do now, found it amusing as well.

    Suddenly, Harry appeared from behind an invisibility cloak and unturned Max.  The first words from Max when he came out of it were, and I remember them well as he looked more than a little embarrassed.

         "Hum, how long have you been here Harry?"  Max had said.
"Long enough Max, long enough."  Harry replied with a wink that further added to Max's embarrassment.  

[Evil_To_The_Max]

its a great story,only I'm a little confused....what,exactly,happened to me?and,who is moloch?keep going,and give me the answer in your next post.

[Kiara Johnson]

(Moloch is Kiara's husband, now..won't really say too much about him, you have to figure out who he is, just the same as Celeste does. Draco stunned you...silly, pay attention.  :-*and I quote....."Celeste paused in the archway to the room, just for a moment, her grandfather some what scared her, although she knew he'd never harm her.  He was an impressive wizard.  Now, middle aged looking although his age was quite undetermined and Celeste had never asked it.  He stood a good six feet tall had dark, almost black hair and the most impressive ice blue eyes she had ever seen.  His name was Moloch.")

         Of course, me being me, leaned over and kissed Max just because I knew what he was embarrassed about.  "Sorry I took so long to have you brought back to us."  I told him.
"That's ok, you and Emily had a few things to talk about any way."  He replied.

    Well, that night, I had a nightmare; the same continues one I'd been having since my first encounter with my dad.  So, I got up, took my journal down by the fire, and wrote in it for a bit before finally falling back to sleep.  I really don't know much about the next few days, it would seem, Draco had made good on his promise and did indeed use the imperious curse on me.  That morning whilst I slept.  And no one else was around.  This is what I am told though:

    First off, I guess, I was found in the hallway on Draco's arm, acting as though he were the only thing in the world that mattered to me.  Then, at breakfast, I guess that Max came down and I didn't even look at him.  Draco kissed me right in front of him and everything and I let him do it.  Finally, after a day or so, and I still hadn't shaken it myself, I guess that Max undid the curse.  Now this is where it becomes a little amusing.  You see, Draco came down stairs right as I had, walked up to me, and tried to kiss me.  Of course this landed him ten feet across the floor.  The look on his face was priceless.  He turned an angry face to Max and said,
"Max!  You just wait!"  Then Draco got up and left.

    I hadn't known about being under that curse yet so I just shook my head, wondering what in the hell Draco could have possibly been thinking.  Max just shrugged as if nothing had happened.  

    Kiara paused again to take a drink and smiled at Moloch before continuing.

        I suppose, that brings me to another important part of my first year at Hoggwarts.  Now when I say my first year, I am referring to what would normally be a persons fifth year, I was fifteen.

    About a week later, I was sitting at the table in the Great Hall, Max was serving a detention with Professor Snape, Oh I haven't told you much about him, I will though, Draco came in, he was holding a slip of paper in his hand.  He sat down across from me with an all mighty look upon his face.
"You made a real mistake Kiara, not only have you put yourself in danger from your father but now, I'm afraid I have to bring Max into it as well.  It's your fault what happens from here on out."  Then Draco stood back up and walked out again.  I know now that the piece of paper he held in that hand of his was a letter to is father about Max and myself.  Perhaps if I hadn't been so shocked by his words, I would have noticed it and been able to stop it but, I didn't.  

    Not two weeks before school was out, the largest upset of the year happened, Voldemort took Max.

  I saw it happen, right in the middle of the hallway leading to our common room.  Max was walking my way, there was a cloaked figure talking to him.  Next thing I know, Max is on the ground, and the two of them are gone.

    Harry and Emily came running over, Harry did something with Max's wand, which had fallen to the ground, and we three were teleported to Max's position.


   

[Evil_To_The_Max]

is he me?? keep;going.!

[Kiara Johnson]

     Max was unconscious; Voldemort had obviously attacked him as soon as he had arrived.  Harry and Voldemort dueled for a bit then just as Emily and I began to help, Voldemort grabbed hold of Max, and the two of them disappeared again.

    The three of us searched the caverns we were in and finally found the two if them once more.  This time, I was able to get Max out of there before Voldemort took off with him again.  Thankfully, Harry and Emily got out as well.  We all apperated back just out side the school grounds.  We took Max directly to the hospital wing where Madam Pomfrey took over his care.

    As soon as I was assured that Max was going to be ok, I went after Draco.  Emily must have been reading my mind, so to speak, for she came immediately behind me.
"Kiara, wait, I told you, he's not worth it."  She said as she tried, in vain to stop me.
My mind was set, my anger had gone out of my control now, and there wasn't any stopping me now.  I stormed the halls of the school; any who mistakenly got in my way were tossed aside to land either against a wall or into a class.

    When I finally found Draco, he was sitting in the common room with Crabbe and Goyle; they were mistakenly talking about what would happen to Max and laughing about it.  As soon as Emily heard them, she too became unglued.

    She took care of Crabbe and Goyle almost as soon as they noticed our entering the room.  Draco stood up and stumbled backwards over the edge of the couch.  I brought my will to bear and as soon as I was to unleash, what would have been the end of Draco Malfoy, Max stepped through the porthole and grabbed me from behind.

    "Kiara stop!"  He yelled forcefully, and I did.  It was odd the way he could stop me in my tracks when not even Dumbledore could manage it.

    As soon as he let me go, I stepped forward and glared at Draco with what must have been the fiercest look he had ever received from any one, or thing for that matter, because his face paled to the color of bleached parchment.  He stepped further back and froze to the spot.  Not until Max told him, rather harshly that he should get out of my sight, did he finally find movement enough to take off to the guys dorm.

    Max collapsed on the couch with a stern look upon his face; it was directed at me.
"What am I supposed to do with you, huh?"  He asked in an angry voice.  "If Dumbledore hadn't come and gotten me out of that hospital you would have killed him Kiara.  Do you realize that.  You've got to learn to control that temper of yours, think clearly."  He finished although not with the same anger as he started.

   All I could do was stand there and stare at him.  Who in the hell does he think he is, berating me this way?  I asked myself, still looking for a source to release my anger.  However, it wasn't working, the longer he looked at me, the calmer I became until finally, I sighed and sat next to him.  Max put his arm around me and smiled.  
"Well, at least we know that someone in the school can keep you from killing everyone you get angry with." he teased.
"Sorry Max, Emily, I – I guess I owe you both a lot.  I could be in serious trouble just now if it weren't for your interference."  I smiled at them a bit.

    Kiara stopped there and took one more drink from her glass, emptying it.  Then, she looked about at her listeners.  
"Once again, I think it time for a break, I'm starving, I don't know about the rest of you."  Kiara smiled a soft almost, loving, smile at her family.
"I agree, I am famished."  Kami replied also smiling.  Then, she stood and together, her and Kiara disappeared into the kitchen.

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[Kiara Johnson]

     "Well, I guess there's no help for it, we will just have to wait for dinner to be over with until your grandmother will continue with her story then."  Moloch said to Celeste.
"Ya, I guess so –"  Celeste answered, not liking to be alone with her grandfather but not wanting to be rude by leaving him alone.
"Do you have any questions that might be burning in your little head pertaining to your grandmother's story?"  Moloch asked.
"Yes, I guess I do, her first year at the school is almost over now, right.  Well, what about Max, I mean, I just don't get it, how come he and no one else always calmed her?"  She asked.

    Moloch smiled as he thought how to answer her question best.
"You know what, I think you'll have to wait for that answer, it will be reveled to you as it was to her.  It happens in their sixth year, Kiara's second."  Moloch said as he looked upon his granddaughter with those ice-blue eyes, seemingly staring straight into her very soul as he did so.  Celeste had to look away from that gaze, it made her very nervous.

    "I have a question for you Celeste, if you don't mind, that is."  Moloch said, now looking into the fire.
"Ok, grandfather, go ahead, what is it you need know?"  Celeste said, although she wasn't sure she would want to answer his question, she had the feeling it was going to reveal the fact that she had a great distrust for him.
"You seem rather nervous around me when it is just the two of us, why, when you know I would never dream of doing a thing to harm you."  Moloch said with a slight undertone of accusation in his voice.

    Celeste had a moment of panic then it was replaced with a bit of anger at herself for staying with him instead of helping her mother in the kitchen.  She looked up and met Moloch's gaze.
"I – Well, I really don't know for sure what it is grandfather, I get the feeling that your not really who you say you are, that's about it, really."  She answered truthfully.

    Moloch sat back on the couch  his hands under his chin, in the form of prayer, and thought for a moment.
"Celeste, we all hide things, from time to time, and you are correct in assuming that I hide something from you and your mother as well.  I'll tell you what, if you haven't figured out the answer to your question about me by the time Kiara has finished her story, I'll let in on our little secret.  How is that?"  He finished with a slight grin on his incredibly handsome face.  

    Celeste smiled a little at this, the fact that she had a chance to guess his secret made her fill up with, the joy of the hunt, as Kiara would put it.
"Ok grandfather, it's a deal.  But I want to try and guess it first, ok?  Just one question though."  She paused to look again at her grandfather, now with more certainty.  "The clues will or are all in the story, right?"  She finished.

    Moloch smiled at her and even chuckled a bit.
"Yes child, they are, you can seek them out and put them all together quite simply, if you pay attention."  He winked at her.  "Although, you might wish to wait until she is done before coming to any conclusions for there are things that you want to be that could never be.  Also, there are things that may actually surprise you in this story of her life, they still surprise me and I know it well."  He finished.

    Kiara and Kami called the two of them in for dinner at that moment so they put their conversation on hold until their next opportunity at being alone.

   Kiara raised her brow when she saw that the two of them were actually smiling after being left alone.  She knew something was up between them but she thought perhaps it best to leave it alone, they were getting along and that was enough.

    After dinner was over and they had retired back to the drawing room, Kiara once again began her stor

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[Kiara Johnson]

     After the incident with Draco and Max, I decided to try once again to be released out of the custody of the Malfoy's but however, even after telling my story about Voldemort, the Ministry would have none of it.  I was beginning to think they wanted me there, perhaps to report on activities and such of both Lucius and Voldemort.  

   School was out and I had said my good byes to my new friends and, Max.  The later was the most difficult.  I seemed at a loss with out him, how I ever managed before, I do not know.  Slowly, the feelings of rage and hatred begin to creep up on me again.  At first, they seemed lying under the surface, dormant, but still there.  However, I found out quickly, that they were not idly standing by, they had a trigger,  that trigger was people.

    I was standing in the office of Cornelius Fudge when they showed their ugly face.  I had just found out why, precisely, they wanted me at the Malfoy's and, I disagreeumptions were very close to exact.
"So, let me get this straight, Minister."  I growled.  "You won't let me be with my family because you need an inside person?"  I finished, the anger growing in me at a great speed.
"Yes Kiara, that is precisely why you're to stay where you are.  I need you to get all the information possible, collect documentation if you can.  I –"  He never finished that sentence.

    I had heard enough, this little weasel of a wizard, this politician, was keeping me, not only from my family but also, Max, just to make himself look good in front of the public, to make it look as though he were doing something about the Voldemort problem.  

    I don't really remember exactly what it was I did, the only thing I know is that within a few seconds, thank goodness, several wizards were restraining me.  Evidently, as I am told, I attacked him after telling his exactly what I thought of his plan.  This of course, ended any possibility of talking him out of the whole thing and I was, as it looked, permanently stuck, at the Malfoy Manor.

    I was taken down stairs to the awaiting car that would take me back home to my prison and the Gods only knew what awaited me there.  I was certain it wasn't going to be anything good because of my decided actions throughout the school year.

    Kiara stopped there.  It was getting late and she was beginning to get tired as was, she noticed, Celeste.
"Ok, enough for tonight, I'll relate my summer tomorrow, after you get back from your lessons. "  She said, smiling at Celeste.  
"Ok, grandmother."  Celeste answered, not wanting her to stop but understanding that it was indeed late.

    They all stood and after Celeste and Kami said their goodnights and had left the room.  Kiara turned to Moloch.
"So, has she figured anything out yet?"  She asked, smiling at Moloch's surprised expression.
"Well, she knows I'm not who I say I am, but that's about it.  I told her to listen carefully and she'd figure it out."  He replied after his initial shock at how Kiara would know, was over, then he, and Kiara dissaperated from the room.

[Evil_To_The_Max]

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[Kiara Johnson]

PART THREE

    The next day, Kiara sat in the garden but she wasn't alone this time.  Sitting with her was a man of an obvious older age; he was still quite handsome, with black hair and a beard.  His hair was graying slightly at his temples and he wore a genuinely kind smile.

    They were sitting on the same bench that Celeste and Kiara sat on when Kiara first began her story.  They were talking and laughing when Celeste walked up the path.

    Celeste saw them sitting together and paused before continuing on, she didn't want to interrupt these two.  She figured they might be talking about her.  The man her grandmother sat with now, was non other than Belgarion, Lord of the West and God slayer.  He was also, Celeste's favorite Master.

     Kiara looked over at Celeste when she paused.
"Its ok child, come and sit with us."  She smiled.  "Belgarion will be joining us this afternoon.  He heard that I was telling my story so, wanted to listen; besides, his part in this isn't over."  She finished.

   Celeste walked slowly forwards, bowing slightly to King Belgarion as she approached.

    "Oh, no formalities Celeste, this is your garden and I should be the one bowing to you.  You have done a beautiful job in this.  The plants and the animals are extremely pleased with you."  Belgarion said to Celeste as she walked forward.

    Celeste thanked him for his kind words then sat on the grass at their feet.  Kiara looked at the two of then began her story, once again.

    When the car pulled up the drive and stopped at the front door, I got out.  Lucius and Draco, both looking like they wanted no more than to see me suffer, greeted me then.  Well, They got their wish.

   I had only taken a few steps towards them when it hit me, I was dropped to the ground in the worst pain ever, I noticed, although barely, my father step just behind Lucius, a look of fury on his snakelike face.  Obviously he had unleashed the Crutatious curse upon me, I can think of nothing else in this world, including burning to death, which could match the pain of that curse.  

    He stopped his attack just before I lost consciousness.  The three left me to myself as they turned and walked back into the house.  I remained on the ground for several minutes before finally trusting my muscles to work properly again.  I stood, anger welling up like you couldn't believe.  I was intent on punishing my father for his rude and unnecessary attack upon me as I stormed into the house after them.  However, when I got inside, Voldemort and Lucius were, I was told by Draco, off on an errand.  

    "This is your fault, I should kill you, Max isn't here to stop me this time Draco."  I hissed.
"Yes, I suppose you could at that, Kiara.  However, you might want to think about what you said first."  Draco replied calmly, with a slight smile on his face.  "Max only continues to stay alive at my request.  If you killed me, or hurt me for that fact, his days would be numbered."  Draco finished with that snide look that to this day, I wish I could have torn from his face.

   I didn't have to ask who would be doing the killing.  It was bad enough already that Max had gained the personal attention of my father, I didn't want more trouble for him so I simply tore myself away from Draco and walked, nay, stormed off to my room, listening, all the while to Draco's laughter fallowing me as if it were there with the sole purpose to taunt me, until I finally made it to my room and shut the door behind me.

    I leaned against the door, listening to the silence for I don't know how long before I realized I wasn't alone on the room.  

[Evil_To_The_Max]

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[Kiara Johnson]

     I scanned the room for the intruder but saw no one.  Who ever it was, had hidden himself well.  I felt his presence but couldn't figure out quite whom it was.
"Who's there?'  I asked out loud, my anger burning alive once again.  I didn't know if my father or perhaps, Lucius might have stationed some wizard or witch to spy on me.

     I searched in vain for an invisible person.  Finally, I let myself calm down and sat at my vanity, closing my eyes and searched with my mind instead of my eyes.  A trick learned from none other than our Master Belgarion.

    Kiara pause and smiled at her former teacher then continued.

    Eventually, I found my target.  It would seem that my asumption was correct.  Voldem0rt had indeed set up a spy in my room.  What I did next was probably a little overkill but like I said, my temper was uncontrolled back then.

    As soon as my mind connected with hers, I drew her out, forced her to reveal herself then, still holding her mind with mine, I sent a small stream of flames to hers, directly.  There was a moment of panic written on her pretty little face then horror and then she let out a horrifying scream, grabbed her head, and was dead.  I actually laughed at her pain.  I couldn't help myself; it was as though I became my father for a moment.  Everything I detested in him, I had become, if only for a moment.

    Suddenly, the door to my room flew open and in came Draco, followed by both my father hand Lucius.  They all stood there for a moment, looking at what I had done to their little spy then, my father started a low, dead chuckle.  
"You are truly my daughter."  He said, now looking at me as if I had done something brilliant.
"I am no more your daughter than I am your friend."  I hissed.  Now knowing that this was what he had hoped I would do, kill his unsuspecting servant simply because she was following his orders.  I realized then that if I didn't get away from this environment soon, I would truly become just as horrible a monster as he.

    Voldemort laughed harder at my realization.  He knew I couldn't help it any more than a wild animal could help killing a wounded animal for easy dinner.  I was his daughter and I had no choice but to become like him, it was in my blood.

    "No, Kiara, you are mine.  Much unlike your brother who was ruined by one Albus Dumbledore, you are mine."  He said, now looking at me with the same, red eyes as he always wore, the mask of pure evil in which I shuddered against in the night, the face that made small children cry and grown men cower in the dark for fear of their lives.  

    It was abundantly clear as to why so many witches and wizards feared to even speak his name.  Just being in his mere presence, could make your blood turn cold and send goose bumps down your spine.  However, I stood my ground against him and strengthened my resolve.  I had to, if I didn't then everything I worked for would be lost and I would most certainly become that which no one in the whole world cared to have me become, although, I did not know this at the time.
"Not if I can help it, I'm not."  I replied with a hiss.  Then, something I had never done before happened.  I spoke in Parceltongue, snake language, for the first time ever.

   I told him that if I ever became as evil and twisted as he, he would be my first victim and that I would be sure he suffered enough for all those he had made me torture.
   
    His only reaction to this was to return my statement in Parceltongue with a retort that to this day, chills me through and through.

    "I am Lord Voldem0rt child, I can never die.  For even if I am to loose my mortal body, I will carry on for the rest of eternity until such opportunity arises for me to return.  

    To be on my bad side when this happens would be a horrible thing for you.  I am the darkest shadows that creep across your lawn, I am the night chill that flows through your body and sends chills down your spine.  I am darkness eternal and there is no life with out me."  

    When he finished speaking, he turned and walked from the room, leaving me in the shock of realization that there really was no defeating this monster, he was, evil, not merely an evil being but evil it's self.

    Lucius left in the wake of my father but Draco remained.  His expression was one I couldn't make out.  I didn't know as to rather he was gloating over the fact that I had just proved to the three of them as to my true identity, or if he was stunned at the conversation he had no idea in what was said.  Either way, I wished he'd leave; I wasn't in the mood for company just now, at least not the like of him.


   

[Zack]

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