Clarie De La Fontaine, who is Harry Potter's half-sister, goes back in time by accident. She meets none other than Tom Riddle, Voldemort himself. She plans to avenge all the people he killed by killing him, but will she actually go through with it?
I'm sitting in the common reading about transfiguring objects to animals for the project I now have to do on my own. I've read enough and I'm reading to turn this coin with a skull on it into a black cat. I've always loved cats so I decided on that. I try it and on the first try it works. The shiny coin turns into a beautiful black cat with vibrant green eyes. Perfect, now Riddle doesn't have to worry about the project.
I have to force myself to get up to go to his room. I don't want to talk to him after what happened. As I'm about to approach his door it opens. A girl comes out, she looks disheveled. Her hair is a mess and her clothes are inside out. Like she was in a rush to put them on. What the fuck. She looks up to see me staring at her.
"Oh, hey I think I've seen you around. You're the new transfer student aren't you?" She gives me an embarrassed smile as she tries fixing her hair but she's gonna need a fucking brush to do it.
"Uh yeah, who are you?"
"You don't know who I am? Seriously?" She looks a bit appalled.
"Um I wouldn't be asking if it knew." We both roll our eyes at each other.
"I'm Beverly, Beverly Macmillan. Have you seriously not heard of me? Are you living under a rock?"
"No but you look like you do" I say flatly. She scoffs and crosses her arms.
"Well you look like you need help, you will thank me later,"
"Help? Help with what?"
"Manners obviously, I know who you are Clarie and I know who you hang out with. If you are going to keep hanging out with pure-bloods you need to act like one." She gives me a fake smile.
"Fine Beverly" I give her a fake smile that she mistakes for a real one. She gives me a real smile as she walks away to her dorm. What a weird girl. I knock at Riddle's door.
"How many times have I told you? Get the fuck out Macmillan,"
"Damn what the fuck did she do to you? Or should I say, what fuck did you do to her?" I laugh a bit at my own joke. He opens the door and looks a little relieved I'm not Beverly. It was brief though as the relief turned into disgust. He whispers something under his breath.
"What was that? I don't speak mumbling?" He was about to respond when he saw something behind me. He grabs my arm and drags me into his room. As he closes the door, I look back to Beverly staring daggers at me. "What the fuck was that for Riddle?"
"What are you doing here?" He completely ignores my question.
"You are the one who pulled me in here" I say, rolling my eyes. He rolls at me.
"You were the one at my door,"
"Yeah because I finished the project we were supposed to do together,"
"You finished it?" He looks impressed and insulted at the same time.
"Yeah no thanks to you,"
"How? That's complicated magic,"
"What can I say? I'm an expert at transfiguration" I smirk at him. "What? Could the smartest guy in the school not complete it?"
"You shouldn't be talking, I saw you struggling in potions the other day darling,"
"Darling? I have a name you know, honey bunch" I smirk at him. He looks livid at the new nickname.
"Don't call me that ever again dear,"
"Well that's a bit unfair that you have nicknames and I can't princess"
"If anything I should be calling you princess with that attitude" I'm about to respond with another clever insult when Lestrange bursts through the door.
"Ri- what are you doing here?" He looks from me to Riddle. He takes my wrist and pulls me closer to him. "What is he doing to you?"
"He's not anything and I can take care of myself" I try to pull away from him but his grip hardens.
"Don't you already fuck that Macmillan girl?" Riddle rolls his eyes at that.
"If you think I'm gonna fuck that, you don't know me at all," he looks me up and down disgustingly.
"EXCUSE YOU?! Well I don't want to fuck you either. I wouldn't fuck someone who can turn a stupid coin into an animal," I cross my arms looking at him intensely.
"Ok, it's time to go. A lady like you shouldn't be in here. I'll be back, Riddle," he drags out the room.
"I don't need your saving Lestrange, I can fight my own fights"
"I know but you really shouldn't mess with him," the walk toy dorm is silent. It gets me thinking, I need to get close to Riddle even more now than before. What if I befriend Beverly? She can tell me things about him. What if I lead Lestrange on? Maybe then he will give me information about him. Why did Lestrange need to talk to Riddle?
As we get to my dorm we say our goodbyes. As I'm about to close the door I hear Lestrange mutter something.
"That oaf" who is he calling an oaf? Is that what he wanted to talk about with Riddle? Is he calling Riddle that, if so I wouldn't blame him. I need to know and I have a plan to do so.
A/N~ This is what Beverly looks like:
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