I woke in my dorm with a pale face inches away from mine. I jumped up quickly. It was a boy. He had bleach blonde hair slicked back.
"Morning, Riddle" he sneared at me. " Who are you?" I gasped. "Malfoy, not that you need to know". I looked down at his Slytherin robes. What is a Slytherin doing in my dorm??!
He began rummaging around my dorm. I came to my senses. " GET OUT IF MY DORM!!" I yelled at him. He laughed " No" he replied calmly, "not before you show me where it is". " Where what is?" " don't play dumb with me"
He yanked open my desk drawers throwing things out as he scoured for whatever he wanted. Anger overtook me and I grabbed him by his tie and threw him out.
His face turned deep red. "Oh, you'll regret that Riddle" he scorned. With that he stormed out. I stood in shock, I was still in my striped pajamas, I knew I looked awful. I sat on the edge of my bed in confusion. What on earth had he been looking for?
Aimee knocked on my door and skipped in a massive grin on her face which quickly turned to a look of shock as she saw my books and belongings thrown on the floor and my drawers half open. " What in the bloody hell happened here??!!" She exclaimed. I explained what happened and she clenched her fists in anger
"God, I hate that Malfoy" she huffed angrily. "Are you going to tell a professor?" she asked "Absolutely not!" I exclaimed. It was my second day at Hogwarts, I wasn't going to get a reputation of being a tattle tale.
"Well hurry, I'll help tidy up, you get dressed. We have class soon" she said. I pulled on my hufflepuff uniform and tidied up the last of the mess before we hurried to class.
We had Charms first with Gryffindor, I was dreading it. The knot in my stomach grew tighter and tighter. I knew Harry Potter would be there.
Of course I had heard of the stories between him and my father. How he murdered Harry's parents. And then how he came back in first and second year. Everyone had.
I looked curiously at Aimee. "Why are you helping me?" I asked. She sighed " it sounds stupid but I don't feel you're bad, I feel like I can help you. And even if you are bad at the moment I feel like I can change that"
I smiled, not many people, actually wanted to help me, maybe this year wouldn't be too bad.
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FanfictionVoldemort's daughter is here, kept a secret until she was 13 she was finally allowed to attend Hogwarts, but how will daddy dearest react when he finds out his only daughter was sorted into Hufglepuff and how will she cope at Hogwarts?
