*Before start R- Ron and H-Harry*
I look up to see a tall boy with brown hair. He had Hufflepuff robes on.
"I'm sorry, I didnt see where i was going" I said helping him pick up his journals that had gone flying when i crashed into him.
"It's alright, are you okay? you hit the floor pretty hard" he asked while grabbing my arm to stop me from bending down to pick up the rest of his stuff.
I opened my eyes to see fog everywhere. I stood up my hands touching dirt and mud. I look down at my hands and up at a stone.
'TOM RIDDLE'
'1905-1943'
I looked down near the stone to see a lifeless body on the ground, his shirt yellow striped, brown hair.
"o-oh im okay" i said quickly getting his hand off of me. Brown hair, yellow robes.
"I-I really should get going, I'm late for class" i said looking down at the floor quickly walking away
"I didn't catch your name!" He yelled
"Malfoy, Ana Malfoy!" I yelled back turning the corner.
"Another student has been petrified" Ron said "who was it?" I asked
"Penelope Clearwater"
"What happened to your arm?" Harry asked pointing at my arm that was now scratched. "I bumped into someone earlier, I must've scratch myself and didn't notice" I said shrugging.
Kids being petrified would usually worry me but my mind was more preoccupied trying to find out what it was I had seen.
Who was Tom Riddle and the boy?
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FanfictionAna Malfoy is Draco's twin sister. What happens when she doesn't get into Slytherin? What will her father say about this? Will Draco protect her? What will happen when she falls in love with The Boy Who Lived? And what secrets are behind her nightm...
