The girl with all the gifts

Desolate

It's the first day of class and I was woken by Hermione's head in front of my face.

"Helllllo, wake up it's breakfast time."

So I mixed my uniform of a Slytherin robe and a Gryffindor skirt and tie.

It was seven forty and only me and Hermione were awake in the Gryffindor house and a cute tall brunette boy with a Gryffindor geer and a tall broom in his hand. She insisted on giving me a tour around the school and it's bigger inside than the outside.

"Avani what do you know about yourself?'' Hermione asked.

"I know i'm a witch whose father is no. 1 undesirable who murdered my mom and attemped to murder me and my brother and our first time meeting eachother was two days ago. Also i'm a metamorphmagus."

"You're not a metamorphmagus, you're very similar to it but you're not a metamorphmagus."

"How would you know?"

"You're in two books, Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Art. The authors speak about you differently than the other. In Modern Magical History, they speak about you like you are worse than your father, every state is scared of you. In The Rise and Fall of the Dark Art, you're a goddess, people adore you.''

"But that doesn't make sense. I'm here with you right now and i'm not a goddess and i'm not evil and it won't make sense that i'm most wanted in every state when I don't even know how to spell Pennsylvania." I said; i'm too young to be a goddess but those types of books are just myths.

"Can we eat breakfast now?" I said, she nodded and when we were walking Hermione was walking a little bit faster making me have to pick up the paste.

Then she started skipping and I swore I saw a smirk on her face. "Hermione slow down." She stopped and turned to face me and smiled. "Catch me if you can," she ran off.

I took a deep breath and ran after her. I don't know if it is because she knows where to go or if she is hungry but she can run really fast. So fast that I lost her in the halls.

"Hermione? Hermione, this isn't funny. Where are you? You're scaring me."

The intrusive thoughts took over and I thought what if a ghost kidnapped her and now she's in the painting or she fall off the moving staircase and she broke her legs or Flinch caught her running and now she's in detention or she's in the great hall eating breakfast and left me here to starve and now people think I'm missing.

What if this was her plan, does she hate me because I'm a Riddle? I thought because she and Harry are friends she would be nice but now she's gone and I'm gonna die from starvation because she hates me.

"Hello, are you alright?"

A Slytherin boy with slicked back platinum blonde hair said with two other Slytherins, one has a shaved head and a mischievous grin and the other is a curly haired brunette with a wand in his hand smiled.

Ginny warned me about Slytherins, I didn't like the way they were looking at me so I head my heel and walked the other way and placed my hands in my pocket gripping my wand.

"If you're looking for the great hall it's not that way, we were heading there too we can walk you there."

I kept walking and didn't turn back.

"I know you're not death and I know that you're Potter and Riddle sister." His voice was getting closer and closer, they're following me. "And I know Riddle, were good friends, really, and I know he would be upset if his little sister is missing in the halls. It would be very strange if you just became missing."