2 Return to Terra, and the Triwizard Tournament

It had been years since Aria Potter became Xaria Ragnos, and trained to become the new Sith Empress. Over the years, she had established contacts, and spies everywhere, from the Republic to the Confederation of Independent Systems. And over the years, she had been taught by her Master in everything he knew, and was also taught by the Holocrons of other Dark Lords of the Sith from Naga Sadow, Ajunta Pall, Tulak Hord, Darth Vitiate, and even Dark Lords of the heretical Order of the Sith Lords. By the time she reached 14, she was already more powerful than even Darth Sidious or even Anakin Skywalker, both of which were not a laughing matter when it came to power, but with her own power, she didn't even think them to be a threat to her. Both were bugs that she would crush with ease. She had taken to Sith Sorcery and Sith Alchemy like a fish to water, which infinitely pleased her Master.

Currently, she was kneeling before her Master in his ancient tomb. "Congratulations, Xaria. No longer are you an Apprentice, now you have ascended to the rank of Dark Lord of the Sith. I have nothing further to teach you." Marka said with pride.

"I won't disappoint you, Marka. I'll restore your Empire to its former glory, and we will finally have our revenge on the Jedi and the Republic. I'll bring honor to our family." Xaria assured.

"I know you will, my descendant. You will be an amazing Empress, I can feel it." Marka stated.

"It's time I head back to Terra. I now have the power to take my revenge on those who've wronged me... and I intend to start with the Dursleys." Xaria said with venom dripping with spite. Her amber eyes glowed with an unholy rage as she remembered how she was treated.

"Good. Use that rage, it'll make their deaths so much more satisfying." Marka urged.

"Oh, I will. Goodbye, Marka. I will not fail you or our family." Xaria assured as she left the tomb, and headed to her X-70B Phantom-class ship, and left Korriban, and headed for Terra to settle an old score.

~Scene Change~

Xaria landed her ship in Little Whinging, and began making her walk to #4 Privet Drive. Once she got to the house, she knocked three times, and waited until Petunia answered the door. "Yes? How can I... help...?" Her forced smile dropped completely when she saw a red-skinned girl wearing some sort of robe, holding what looked to be a scepter in her left hand which was covered by a gauntlet. Same was true for the other hand. But her most intimidating feature was the amber colored eyes which glowed with pure, unadulterated hatred.

"Hello... aunty. Remember me? No? How about now?" Xaria asked with contempt in her voice as she used Sith Sorcery to change her skin back to what she looked like as a human before changing back. Petunia lost all color in her face, and tried to slam the door shut, only to be Force Pushed open. "Long time, no see, dearest aunt." She sneered as she unsheathed the Sith sword from its scabbard.

"What do you want, you freak!?!" Petunia asked, trying to be brave, but Xaria could feel her fear through the Force. Good. She had every right to be afraid.

"Oh, I don't know. A song? A dance? Your head on a lance?" Xaria replied nonchalantly as she walked further into the living room.

"What the hell was that racket, Pet!?!" Vernon asked as he came into the living room and saw Xaria.

"Oh goody! Fat bastard #1 is here! How've ya been uncle? Good? I bet you have. Missed using me as a fuck toy, have ya?" She asked with a cruel grin that sent shivers down his spine.

"You... you can't be here! Y... You're dead!" Vernon exclaimed.

"Am I? Huh, I wished somebody would've told me that." Xaria idly mused. "No matter." She shrugged.

"What do you want, freak!?! And why the hell are you red!?! Is this another one of your freakishness!?!" Vernon demanded, causing Xaria to sigh in frustration.

"I wish you'd stop calling me that. I have a name, you know." Xaria sneered. "As for your other question. I'm a Sith/Human hybrid. As it turns out, mum was a Sith Pureblood descendant of the Sith Emperor, Marka Ragnos. A name that I have taken on. Xaria Ragnos is my name, killing bastards is my game." She added.

"Now, see here! Everything was just perfect until your whore arse was dumped on our doorstep! We were perfectly normal! Then you just had to darken our doorstep with your freakishness after your freak parents got themselves killed!" Vernon ranted, only to get a dose of Force Lightning, causing him to scream in pain.

"Mum what's the freak doing to dad!?!" Dudley demanded, having heard the entire conversation.

"Hello, ickle Diddykins. I've come for revenge for the years of suffering you've heaped upon me. Tit for tat." Xaria replied as her sadistic grin grew. She then threw the Sith sword at Dudley, which punctured his shoulder, making him fall on his fat arse.

"Dudley!" Petunia exclaimed.

"I've put up several privacy wards, so the neighbors can't hear us. Which means, we have more time to play." Xaria said with a sadistic grin.

~Scene Change~

After having her fun with the Dursleys, then killing them as soon as she was sufficiently satisfied that they had been tortured enough, Xaria left Privet Drive, and burned the place to the ground before Disapparating. She then went to Gringotts after having rooted around in Petunia's head for information, and discovered several important things.

While Xaria was at Gringotts, she discovered that she was the heiress of several Ancient and Noble Houses, including Potter, Black, Peverell, Slytherin, and Le Fay, and that she was very proficient in the Dark Arts as was expected of her ancestry. What's more, she discovered that it was her mother that was a pure-blooded descendant of Marka Ragnos. Something that Xaria already knew.

She also discovered very incriminating things about Albus Dumbledore that she had not previously known about. While she had known that he had sent her to her "relatives" to be molded into a pawn, she discovered that that was not the lowest he stooped to. Dumbledore had made a marriage contract between herself and a Ronald Bilius Weasley, which she immediately nullified after taking up her Headship of her families. She also found out that Dumbledore and the Weasleys were stealing from her, which caused her to fly into a rage, and nearly tore down the bank with the Force.

But she stole all of her money back with the help of the Goblins... with interest. Meaning that she bled Dumbledore and the Weasleys dry of all their assets, and declared a blood feud against them.

After her visit to Gringotts, she took a Portkey to Peverell Castle that was next to Loch Ness in Scotland, and read up on her Dark magic tomes that she had bought in Knockturn Alley. She would have to be prepared if she was going to war with the meddling old goat.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and Xaria was ready to infiltrate Hogwarts. She used the Dark Side to give herself the illusion of being a human witch with raven-black hair, and emerald green eyes. She had gotten the standard robes, a wand which was her ancestor, Salazar Slytherin's wand (Snakewood and a Basilisk horn), and other things for school, and so, Xaria found herself on the Hogwarts Express, in the far back where nobody would disturb her. Just to make certain nobody would be stupid enough to barge in on her, she used Sith Sorcery to dissuade people from investigating the compartment.

During the trip, she meditated on the Dark Side, and repeated the Sith Code over and over again, and shortly before the train pulled into Hogsmeade, she changed into her Hogwarts robes... much to her distaste. She much preferred Sith robes over Wizard robes, but she had to admit, the school uniform hugged her curves in all the right places, showcasing her perfect hourglass figure, and slightly developed breasts. Slytherin's Locket hung from around her neck, having cleansed it with a Force Drain, destroying the Horcrux that had once been attached to it. coiled around her arm was a magical King Cobra that she aptly named Apophis after the Egyptian God of Chaos.

~Scene Change~

Xaria was the last to be sorted as she had started Hogwarts later than expected, and the Sorting Hat had placed her Slytherin, much to everyone's dismay, but Xaria enjoyed making chaos, and had no qualms shattering people's expectations.

She walked over to the Slytherin table, ignoring the glares she was receiving. After she sat down on the farthest edge of the table, Dumbledore stood up and made an announcement about the Triwizard Tournament, and made a big show of introducing the Goblet of Fire that had previously been encased in an ornate casket. After discovering Dumbledore was gonna draw an age line to prevent the younger students from entering themselves, Xaria sneered at the sheer stupidity as anyone who was of age could simply put younger student's names in, or hell! Even a simple levitation would work! Shows just how senile Dumbledore truly was if he was relying on a simple age line.

Once the students were all dismissed, the Slytherins were escorted down into the dungeons. The prefect was about to say the password to the common room, when Xaria used Parseltongue, causing the door to automatically open. The Parseltongue caused many to shudder as it reminded them of Voldemort.

The prefects, and Professor Snape made their speeches, and left, and shortly afterwards, Draco found the ballocks to confront the Dark Lord of the Sith. "Potter! What are you doing in Slytherin!?! Shouldn't you be in Gryffindor with your blood traitor father and Mudblood mother?" He demanded, earning a dose of Lightning from the glaring raven-haired girl.

"Do. Not. Call them that. Ever. Again. I do not suffer idiots with delusions of grandeur, and make no mistake, I will kill you if you annoy me." Xaria threatened as she gave another round of Force Lightning on the blonde imbecile. "For your information, I am a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, so I deserve some respect." She stated as Apophis decided to make his presence known, startling all of the Slytherins. "Let's get this straight, I'm the automatic ruler of Slytherin House. If you have any problems with that. Then. Well." She declared as she lit her hand up with Force Lightning to make her point clear. "You get the idea." She finished, all the while having slipped in and out of Parseltongue during her entire rant. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone, which caused her fellow snakes to unconsciously swallow a lump in their throats out of fear.

"Yes, milady." They all replied, softly.

"Excellent. For the record." Xaria said as she sat down in the chair that was reserved only for the King or Queen of Slytherin. "I hate Dumbledore with a passion just as much as you all do, and I plan on ruining him, politically, financially, and then finally, physically. And I have the perfect way of achieving such an end." She assured as she steepled her fingers together, looking every bit the evil genius that she was.

"Um. Milady, if I may ask. Why do you hate Dumbledore? Everyone assumed you'd be his Golden Girl." A fourth year boy asked.

"What's your name, boy?" Xaria asked.

"Theodore Nott, milady." Theodore replied.

"Well, Mr. Nott. It's quite simple, really. Dumbledore has committed several atrocities against me, namely sealing my parents' wills, placing me with magic-hating Muggles, stealing from my ancestral vaults, illegally putting me in a marriage contract which I happily nullified, and generally doing other things that would see him in Azkaban or kissed by Dementors. Although, I wouldn't be... sufficiently satisfied with either outcome. No. I want the man ruined, and once I force him to see his world torn asunder, only then will I grant him the sweet release of death." Xaria replied as her emerald green eyes shifted to a malevolent amber color before switching back.

And with that, she retired to the dorms to get ready for the morning. She couldn't wait to start fucking up Dumbledore's plans, and shatter his delusions for "THE GREATER GOOD!". It would most certainly be something to savor, indeed.

(A/N: And cut! That's chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoyed it, if not, let me know, and I'll re-do the chapter entirely from scratch. I don't think I have anything of importance to say, so I'll just get started on the next chapter. Until then, Ciao!)