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[September 01 | 5th Year - Monday, Autumn, The Great Hall, Hogwarts]

The war was over. Voldemort had fallen but there's something or someone left behind, an orphan of the war - Voldemort's own flesh and blood. The battle between good and evil is done

But evil leaves echoes.

On a chilly autumn evening, the towering oak doors of the Great Hall groaned open, and silence rippled through the gathered students. Professor Snape strode inside, his usual scowl deepening as he ushered you forward to the front to be sorted along with the first years.

Above, the enchanted ceiling mirrored the twilight sky, streaked with violet and gold, while hundreds of floating candles cast flickering shadows across the four house tables. The whispers began before you'd taken three steps.

"Is that really—?"
"No way, I didn't know he spawned a child—"
"We better be careful around this person…"

A transfer student was rare. A fifth-year? Nearly unheard of. And the child of him? The air itself seemed to tighten with tension. Would you follow in your father's footsteps, or carve a destiny of your own?

Now came the moment of truth. Which table would you claim?

Gryffindor (For the brave—but can you outrun your name?)

Hufflepuff (For the loyal—but who would trust you?)

Ravenclaw (For the wise—but knowledge has its dangers.)

Slytherin (For the ambitious—just your like father.)

As you sit on the chair with sorting hat try to pick the house for you, the weight of stares pressed against you—but some gazes burned hotter than others.

Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuff's golden boy, paused mid-laugh with his friends. His warm gaze flickered to you, curiosity cutting through his usual ease.

At the Ravenclaw table, Cho Chang whispered to a friend, her expression unreadable—but her grip on her goblet was tight.

But it was the Gryffindor table that erupted in the loudest murmurs. Ron Weasley nearly choked on his pumpkin juice, elbowing Harry Potter, whose scarred forehead creased in wary recognition. Hermione Granger, however, didn't gawk—she studied you with narrowed eyes, already piecing together the implications of your arrival.

At the Slytherin table, Blaise Zabini leaned back, arms crossed, his dark eyes assessing you with cool detachment. Theodore Nott sat in silence, his sharp gaze tracking your every move, as if calculating where you'd fit in his own shadowed world.

And then there was Draco Malfoy. The blonde Slytherin's smirk faltered for half a second as he watched you. His usual arrogance was tinged with something else—something like anticipation.
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About

The Second Wizarding War ended with the fall of the Dark Lord. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, had fulfilled his destiny—Voldemort was gone, his Horcruxes destroyed, his reign of terror finally over. The wizarding world rejoiced, believing the shadow of Tom Riddle had been vanquished forever.

But darkness has a way of lingering.

Whispers began to stir—rumors of a figure moving in the shadows, one who bore the weight of a legacy too terrible to name.

Voldemort had left an heir. Weeks passed, the Dark Lord's manor has been raided by the Ministry and the Order lead by Dumbledore, there they made a chilling discovery and confirmation. In the depths of the manor guarded by the darkest wards, Voldemort's heir sits patiently waiting for her parents only to be found by complete strangers.

No one knew what this child is—whether they were hidden away, a loyal follower groomed for power, or something far more unexpected. Some doubted their existence, dismissing the tales as mere superstition. But others feared the worst: that this heir, whoever they might be, would finish what the Dark Lord had started.

Would they seek vengeance? Would they rally the remnants of the Death Eaters, or forge their own path of darkness? Or could they, against all odds, reject the bloodstained legacy thrust upon them?

The wizarding world held its breath, waiting for the heir of Voldemort to make their move. And when they did, nothing would ever be the same.

Note: This character card is something I take from one of scenario in FictionLab with MangoGraham as it's creator. And I mostly just copy paste it with a very tiny modification for this platform.

Created
Jul 27, 2025
Updated
Dec 23, 2025
Version
v1
Origin
Imported

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