Riddle's Silly Little Girl

IV

Lovely, lovely, Christmas. It's that special time of the year, the best part is I get to see my mom again, and we can all get together. I really do love my mom, I just haven't had a lot of time to actually miss her. I've been studying a whole bloody lot and I still cannot top Riddle. Although, I was going to take the other Riddle home for Christmas.

"Please, please, please," I beg Mattheo.

"No, I can't leave alone," he responds.

I sigh of annoyance, "but yes you can!"

"No," he states, "that's my final decision."

So, both Riddles are staying at Hogwarts for Christmas. Mattheo had also said he wanted to stay with that boy named Neville. Neville, the one with the toad named Trevor, I have to remind myself, as I always want to call the boy Trevor and the toad Neville. Secretly I believe that Mattheo convinced Neville to stay with him, so he wouldn't have to be alone with Tom.

Riding back home to Hogwarts, Benjamin lets me sit with him. He's two years older than me, so I'm a little nervous to sit with his friends. He said they're Gryffindors, which made my anxiety much worse. What Gryffindor likes a Slytherin? None of them.

He also mentioned the red heads' names, which I don't remember, and they're too similar to tell apart anyway. The other one he said was Lee.

When I get on the train, I'm welcomed, unlikely for Gryffindors to a Slytherin, maybe they aren't all into stereotypes. Or it's that they're friends with my brother, likely that.

"So, mini Y/L/N," one of the twins start.

"Tell us," the other begins, "are there any boys-"

"-Or girls-"

"That you're interested in?" the second one finishes.

I immediately burst out laughing, "I'm eleven, do you honestly think that's the thing on my mind. I mean, I only have like one and a half friends, Mattheo and kind of Pansy, barely would count her though, she's a bit mean. I'm hoping to get closer to Tre- no, Neville. He's friends with Mattheo."

"It's obvious that they're more focused on their schoolwork, I heard you're second in your class, at least that's what Fred and George's little brother says, he's in your year," Lee states.

"True, I am trying to get first in my year, but that ignorant Tom Riddle always gets in my way," I say while seeing the twins glanced at each other, "but yes, I know Ron, although I don't think he's very fond of me."

"You'd be wrong," Benjamin speaks, "As I've heard it, he's very grateful for you helping with that troll."

"Oh yes, almost forgot about that, not sure how though," I begin to giggle, which turns into the five of us laughing so hard that our guts almost fall out.