Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2011 19:44:44 GMT -5
In 1995, when He Who Must Not Be Named returned, he wanted more insurance, more certainty that his work would continue. He never imagined that he would die any time soon, but he knew that the day might come when someday, something just might happen to him that he would be unable to stop.
His plan wasn’t really something he thought that he’d ever need, just another way of ensuring his immortality, possibly even him giving into a baser instinct that all humans, muggle or wizard, seem inclined to follow.
When approached, the pureblood, though mostly nameless young girl named Liona Sweeney was beyond flattered. She’d spent her entire life dreaming of the day when she could help the Dark Lord, and the thought of baring His child was something she would never dream of passing up, even when told that she may not survive the process, and even if she did, she would never be the same person again.
You see, He Who Must Not Be Named didn’t plan on letting nature take its course with his most precious of creations. No, this child would be born with every advantage that He could give it. To this end, he had select few of His secret followers research into what potions or spells could be used to best help His child.
It wasn’t long afterwards that Liona became pregnant, and she began a strict regimen of spells and potions that sapped her own life and magical ability away to feed the child and kept her living and well enough through the process that the child could thrive.
Other than the occasional check-in, He Who Must Not Be Named paid little or no attention to his daughter, born June thirteenth, 1996. He simply saw little Ailish as a tool, a means to an end, and aside from that, he wanted to ensure that she’d remain hidden from his enemies.
On May 2, 1998, Ailish’s care taker, one Timothy Whelan, disappeared across English borders. By the girl’s second birthday, the pair was settled into a little cottage set up in Switzerland, where Ailish could be raised as her father would have wanted.
Under Timothy’s tutelage, she studied the dark arts, never really getting time to play as a child, always learning about her great father and the horrible people who brought Him down. Somehow, though, she never really believed, or cared. She just wanted to live her life, and to be a child.
Upon occasion, she would sneak off into a nearby muggle town to play with the kids there. The muggle parents began to recognize her as someone to like, someone to let their own children play with, even if her parents weren’t around, or to be trusted.
When Ailish was seven, Timothy found out about her excursions into the muggle world. He was filled with fury, partly over his own failure, knowing the wrath the Dark Lord would bring upon him. In his haste to fix the problem, he dragged young Ailish into the town, pulled a few of her young muggle friends towards him with an unspoken spell, then ordered his young protégé to kill them.
She resisted strongly, but Timothy was well chosen as the girl’s teacher, he was always skilled at forcing people under his thumb, and he’d had almost total control of the girl for five years.
Five muggles died that day, three of them died slowly, painfully, through the use of Timothy’s wand, the other two died quickly at a sobbing young girl’s hands, by use of a snake-like dagger, while Timothy forced the poor muggles to remain still.
Of course, even in small towns, one couldn’t just get away with murder in the middle of the main street in town. It wasn’t long before Timothy Whelan and Ailish were both locked away in Azkaban, the courts finding it easy to lock away the small girl mostly on the grounds that she was the daughter of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
She spent one month in Azkaban at the age of seven, where she spent most of her time curled up in a corner, doing her best to not make a sound.
During that month, a small group of wizards and witches petitioned the ministry to release the girl into their care, so that she could be properly raised. This group had the money to get what they wanted, and enough of a clean background to be trusted.
Ailish spent the rest of her pre-wizarding-school days with a single, but quite wealthy witch named Lysandra Burke, as well as her summer holidays.
She started her school days at Durmstrang, where Lysandra wanted her to go, but the longer she was there, the more she knew she didn’t fit in. She hated most of the other students, the classes, many of the teachers. She just didn’t belong there, with the children of death eaters, despite her own father.
In her first few years at Durmstrang, Ailish was plagued with nightmares, and beyond that, if anyone snuck up on her, which would happen from time to time, her immediate response was usually the Sectumsepra spell. She spent two years learning to suppress that impulse.
So, by her fifth year, right in the beginning of November, she convinced Lysandra to let her transfer to Hogwarts, hoping for a fresh start and to find some people she could trust.