AN: Ok, this is an introduction of sorts. It's not terribly important to the story line seeing as how you'll find out about it later, but it was fun to write. This story was originally going to be a spoof, but I decided to try my hand at an actual plot line story. This will give you a glimpse of the main characters personality, and the way she thinks. It's majorly short, but like I said it's not really a part of the story, just something fun. Don't judge the story on how this is written because I promise, the actual chapters are loads better.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. The only thing that belongs to me is the OC and the plot. :3

Once upon a time in a land far, far away...Ok, it wasn't that far away...Alright, it was just around the corner, but still! Thats not the point here.

Once upon a time, in a land just around the corner, there was a school. This was no ordinary school, it was a magic school, full of little witches and wizards galavanting around doing absolutly nothing with there lives. All of them, except for one boy.

DUN DUN DUN DUNNNNN!

This boys name, was Harry Potter. Most people called him the boy who lived. I however called him Harry Lightening bolt head. It was much easier to remember than Harry Potter, and it was funner to say. Anyway, This boy was somewhat of a famouse git. He defeated old Voldy-poo while he was just a wee little tyke. Or...something like that. I don't really know. Mostly because I didn't pay a bit of attention to the story when he told it...500 times...in one day. I happen to think that Harry Lightening bolt head, is an annoying whinny bitch.

Alright, let me tell you who I am, that might clear things up a bit. My name is Kinzy Holton. I'm a 7th year here at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm a Slytherin and damn proud of it, but ther is something that bothers me. What most of you don't know, is that there was another girl who had a history. One that no one even bothered making a fuss about. Let me put it to you this way. She was not just your ordinary run of the mill little witch girl. She was born of a greater blood line. Her name, is Makinzie Aliah Riddle. Thats right, she's a Riddle. Not just any Ridddle, oh no, her father is no other than Lord Voldemort. She managed to escape him when she was only five. When Dumbledor got wind of the fact that the Infamous Dark Lord had a child, he inlisted the help of his most trusted spy to retreive her and bring her to Hogwarts, where she would live. That little girl was me, and now that I'm old enough to have an opinion, I'm pissed.

Some people might ask, why are you so pissed about being saved from the evil He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? Well I'll tell you, I'm pissed because I didn't want to be saved. I want to be part of his revolution, so to speak. I hate that insuferable scar head known as Harry Potter. I want him to be brought to his knee's. Thats why I'm going to join the Death Eaters. I want to be at the face of the battle when that little brat is taken out. I've even asked for the help of the most known Death Eater in the wizarding world, Lucious Malfoy. Thats where this story will really begin, the day of my enrollment so to speak. I won't hold you up with anymore of my pointless complaining, instead let me take you to the present. The here and now, The Malfoy Manor, the winter break of my 7th year.

I hope you found that as entertaining as I did. It was only for laughs, it does have a serious note to it, but nothing to out there. Read on my readers, and enjoy the next chapter!

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