Charlotte's POV
I took the day like any other, slowly and carefully navagating my way through the Hogwarts corridors. I was careful to avoid people and to try my best to find my class with little interuption, when clear out of the blue I heard.
"Charlotte, a word, Please?"
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore? Is something wrong, sir?"
"Well, there has been word going around that you have taken a friendship to the Riddle boy...Tom." my face was blank.
"It's not really a friendship more of a magical tutor sir"
"That's not what i have heard Miss Henry and if I say so myself he has been acting quite a bit shifty...I would watch my back if I were you...now hurry on, or you'll be late for class and you know how Professor Slughorn hates people who are late." He winked at me and went back to his office. I didn't know what to say to what just happened.
Tom Riddle's POV
Later in the Slytherin common room that night I heard about Charlotte's encounter with Professor Dumbledore. I wouldn't blame him for worrying about his little straight A student.
I sat on my bed looking over my Defense Against the Dark Arts text book. I examined all of the information. It would come in handy. I had recently found out the begining lines of my ancestry and how I got to that orphanage. It would surley show that my family was all pure blood. That is the best of all. Every pureblood is respected and honored as a witch or wizard and that would be me.
Keeping my eye on the now gone sun i turned in my book and got ready for bed and soon i would find out what was happening.
Charlotte's POV
I sat on my four poster in the Ravenclaw girls dormitory staring out the window. What was Dumbledor saying? Was Tom really a bad kid? He didn't seem like he was. If anything he seemed far from it with his charming hair and face. He can't be doing anything wrong. Dumbledore's just old and is loosing it. I went under my covers and I dreamed about common things like being a mother with children and having a happy life. I couldn't wait to tell Tom tomorrow about what Dumbledore had said and have a good laugh about it.
The Next Day
I roamed the corridors of Hogwarts the next morning to get to the Great Hall and I purposley passed by the hallway where I met Tom twice already figuring that is where the common room would be, in hopes of seeing him come out to come to the Great Hall too. But there was no one, only a stray first year and a third year giving me nasty looks for being so close to their common room. I glared right back at them and I then went to the Great Hall figuring Tom had an early start.
As I entered the Hall I quickly scanned the Slytherin table. Tom wasn't there. I sighed and walked over by my friend Myrtle.
"Why the long face?"
"No reason" I answered Myrtle.
"Your thinking about the Tom guy aren't you?"
"Tom? Riddle?" Chloe a fellow Ravenclaw who we were close with asked.
"Yes, Tom Riddle" Myrtle sung.
"I'm not thinking about him. If anything I am thinking of anything but, he's my tutor and that's all nothing more" I ended
"Sure" Myrtle pressed
"God first Dumbledore now you can't anyone get it through their heads that me and Tom are only friends for the sake of school work!" I shouted I spun around to leave and came face to face with professor Dumbledore.
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The First Victim~A Harry Potter Story
FanfictionWhen Charlotte Henry finds Tom Riddle in the halls of Hogwarts, she is instantly in love with him. Little does she know about what he is doing. Slowly as Tom finds out his family history and pieces everything together secrets will be revealed, possi...