Hey everyone welcome to A Twist In the Story. So I tried writing this once before and it turned into a giant fail bucket so here is my take on it in a new and improved way. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: The HP universe belongs to J. K Rowling.

Setting:
In the guest stands for the 3rd task of the Triwizard Tournament, end of fourth year.

Plot:
For as long as Isabella could walk and talk she had been taught everything magic. She was home-schooled for many years and her Godfather, Lucious Malfoy, had paid and persuaded the Minister to keep her, and her sister's Rosalind and Ellenore, existence quite. The Malfoy's goddaughter triplets were non-existent to all but a few. That is until the summer of the year they turned fourteen. It was then that their father enrolled them at Hogwarts, then that the Dark Lord returned, and it was then that he changed their lives - her life - forever!

Chapter One:
I saw Uncle Luke grab his forearm and try to shrug it off as nothing, but I knew better. "It's happened hasn't it?" I didn't need to ask I knew that much, but I also knew that if he didn't go, him and all of his family would be in danger. He knew this just as well as I did, but he also knew what he would have to do if he returned; he may hate anyone that isn't a pureblood, but he wasn't a killer. He hated being a Death Eater and having that mark on his arm, but Voldemort threatened his family, as he will do once more if he doesn't take up arms again.

"Go Uncle, there is no other way to protect them. You have to go, but listen I have a plan..." I spoke in whispers to him telling him the plan I had made long ago for when this time came, then suddenly he grabbed my arm and I felt a twisting feeling in my stomach and knew that whatever was happening wasn't good. I felt my feet hit the ground and I started to squirm from my betraying Godfather's firm grip on my arm. I saw gravestones, blood, and Death Eaters. 'Great.' I thought to myself. 'Just peachy.'
"Let me go! You idiot! Let me go!" I screamed pulling my wand from my jean pocket. "I trusted you! I trusted you and you betrayed me, you complete ars! Stupefy!" I threw the spell at him causing him to fly backwards and into several other Death Eaters, taking them out. 'Ha!' I thought to myself as I smirked at him.

"Now, now Isabella; there is no need for that." He knew me. It had been thirteen years and he still knew me to see me.
"Voldemort." I said it as if something sour and rotten had found its way to my tongue.
"Yes, Bella it is I. Now, where are your sisters? I was hoping to see them as well." He let out a small smile as he spoke the words ever so slowly as if he was trying to pry the answer from my head.
"Legitamency won't work. You should know that, seen as I was born special and all." I said carelessly, but hoping to divert the topic from the question he had just shot at me.
"Yes, you always were the greatest - the strongest - of your sisters, now weren't you Bella?" I was smirking at this point and let out a small laugh.
"Always? You left before I even turned a year old! How could you possibly know anything about me?" I asked sceptically.
"Just because you couldn't see me, doesn't mean I wasn't there, my little Rainbow." He said as his mouth formed a smirk, somehow knowing I hated that nickname, and he raised his hand, pointing his wand at a boy I had failed to notice upon my arrival. "Crucio!” he yelled as the boy screamed and flailed around on the ground, and that's when I saw it - the lightning bolt scar - it was a searing hot white as if it would split in two at any moment, but I couldn't let that happen, this had to "STOP!"


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