In year one you were a brave, cunning, dedicated, and smart individual. The hat couldn't decide what house you were in; you were all four. The talk of the school was you and not just because you have all the house's characteristics.
You decide to g...
I woke up one Sunday evening, my 11th birthday. I went to the kitchen. I've been staying at the manor alone for sometime, my parents, foster parents, are never home. They didn't want me and still don't; because of who my dad is. Lord Voldemort. Supid name if you ask me; Tom Riddle suited him better.
I didn't like my last name, but I got used to it very quickly.
"Mrs. Y/n." One of the elves called, poor things I wish I could free them but they are in my foster parents hands.
"Yes Darla." I said with a polite smile on my face. I treat them with such respect, I'm glad they feel safe around me.
"You have mail, from Hogwarts." My face dropped, if I get judged on the streets Hogwarts is going to be even worse.
"Thank you dear." I smiled again telling her that I'm fine. I turn around and start heading to my room, but she speaks before I can go.
"By the way Mrs. Y/n, happy birthday." She smiles ear to ear, such an adorable little elf. I nod saying a quick thank you before heading to my room.
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My rooms not that big, I choose it this way. That was it's easy to clean up, cozy, and most of all lonely. I've always been a loner, I don't like people that much, probably got that from my father.
I start to open up the letter after a few moments past, I got accepted into Hogwarts, a school of witchcraft and wizardry. I smile, even if people fear me I'm still going to live my own life.
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I'm packing up my trunk to leave tomorrow. It's been almost a week since my letter has came and now it's time. I wish the elves goodnight and flop onto my bed with a big sigh. This is it. This is where my wizardry begins; and with that I fall asleep
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I wake up very early in the morning, for what reason? I don't know, I went to Diagon Alley 3 days ago to get my supplies. Being in the magic world is weird, especially for me. One of the families I hate the most was there, The Malfoy's. Rich spoiled brats if I've ever seen one, except for the mother, she's very kind. Don't know why she would marry a husband like that though.
I got into a dark green dress that looks kind of good on me. Got my trunk and my owl, Midana, very pretty owl with light blue feathers with dark blue accents; and headed down stairs.
The elves were cooking something, but I quickly stepped in. Being independent is one of my strong characteristics, which reminds me.
"What house am I going to be in!" I said trying not to panic, scaring the elves a little with my tone. If I'm in Slytherin people will think I'm just like my dad. In Ravenclaw they all will be smarter than me. In Gryffindor I'll be in the same house as all the people that hate my father, and most likely me. Hufflepuff, they are kind and sweet, very humble too. I'm all of those, and Cedric Diggory is one, perfect.
Cedric Diggory is a boy I've seen around town, very nice. He's the only one that doesn't care who my father is, at least I think. Kind of cute too, and I might have a big fat crush on him. It's so hard to not, he's handsome, funny, caring, dedicated, and just a perfect human being.
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As I walk through the brick wall to get to platform 9 and 3/4, I see Malfoy staring right at me.
Oh shit
I think as I see him walking toward me, with his stupid smirk.
Just wait until I smack that smirk off of his fuckin-
"Hello Riddle," he said still smirking his little bitch face off.
"Hi." I said coldly slightly glaring at him wishing I could punch him right then and there.
"Not so friendly, I see that you've gotten into Hogwarts. Let's hope you don't accidentally kill someo-" I did it. I slapped him right across the face, while smirking I said.
"How about you focus on not accidentally damaging your ego while talking to me, or is that to late," and with that, I walked off, I could sense the anger radiating off of him but I don't care.
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On the train ride I locked my compartment door and started reading. As soon as I finished a chapter I heard a voice.
"-and then she slapped me right across the face, walking away like nothing happened. She's getting on my nerves already and it hasn't even been the first day yet."
Malfoy.
I smirk knowing I've gotten on his nerves already, and I haven't even gotten started.
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I'm outside of the great hall with the other first years, one of them being Harry Potter, if I just don't make eye contact I'll be fine.
Professor McGonagall tapped Malfoy on the shoulder with a paper after he made a big scene with no other but Harry Potter. Good, put all the focus on him that way I don't get any attention on me.
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Hello, this is the first chapter to the first ever book I am writing so I hope y'all enjoyed. I've always been decent at writing and have a lot of extra time right now so I literally said F it.
