Lou and Family
written by Louisa S R W
This is a series of stories and monologues about me and my family and friends. Our lives and how we got to where we did. Enjoy. xxx The cover is a photo of me with each of my loved ones, at different ages. 19/2/11/17/15
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
6
Reads
447
Louisa Snape (19) and Lord Voldemort (71)
Chapter 1
So, whether you want it or not, here it is, a history, understanding and possibly a conclusion over the lives, my thoughts and feelings of my family and friends. I’ll try my best to me short and sweet.
Mr Tom Marvolo Riddle. Known to most as Lord Voldemort, Relationship to me…? Father. If you read my last book you will know that yesterday (22/12) was Ralph Fiennes’s Birthday. Lord Voldemort was al-ways someone that I respected, and I like that respecting and admiring the actor is something that must go hand in hand. I know that people hate my father I understand, but I know what he did for me. What he was like, and what I thought of him. I think that sometimes he was a very misunderstood character. I will for-ever love him.
LOUISA SNAPE walks into the entrance hall of Malfoy Manor in 1996 with no difficulty. She looks from side to side, debating on whether to go to her room, the dungeons, or the dining room frequented by many death eaters. She whispers into the air “I’m here” in Parseltongue solely so that Nagini and Voldemort can hear her. “very well” comes the reply. She walks towards her room and stands at the window, waiting.
VOLDEMORT: You wished not to enter?
LOUISA SNAPE: To many people and I don’t care for Fenrir Greyback.
VOLDEMORT: stands next to his daughter by the window. Few do.
LOUISA SNAPE: Where’s Narcissa?
VOLDEMORT: Indisposed.
LOUISA SNAPE: and Uncle?
VOLDEMORT: He has a mission of the utmost importance.
She nods knowingly and understanding the severity and impact of everything he had said. She chose every word wisely. Every syllable was cautiously pronounced.
Mr Tom Marvolo Riddle. Known to most as Lord Voldemort, Relationship to me…? Father. If you read my last book you will know that yesterday (22/12) was Ralph Fiennes’s Birthday. Lord Voldemort was al-ways someone that I respected, and I like that respecting and admiring the actor is something that must go hand in hand. I know that people hate my father I understand, but I know what he did for me. What he was like, and what I thought of him. I think that sometimes he was a very misunderstood character. I will for-ever love him.
LOUISA SNAPE walks into the entrance hall of Malfoy Manor in 1996 with no difficulty. She looks from side to side, debating on whether to go to her room, the dungeons, or the dining room frequented by many death eaters. She whispers into the air “I’m here” in Parseltongue solely so that Nagini and Voldemort can hear her. “very well” comes the reply. She walks towards her room and stands at the window, waiting.
VOLDEMORT: You wished not to enter?
LOUISA SNAPE: To many people and I don’t care for Fenrir Greyback.
VOLDEMORT: stands next to his daughter by the window. Few do.
LOUISA SNAPE: Where’s Narcissa?
VOLDEMORT: Indisposed.
LOUISA SNAPE: and Uncle?
VOLDEMORT: He has a mission of the utmost importance.
She nods knowingly and understanding the severity and impact of everything he had said. She chose every word wisely. Every syllable was cautiously pronounced.
