You nervously stand in line, waiting for your name to be called out. You only casually recognize the charisma of the dark-haired boy next to you. There is something mysterious, something attractive about him"Riddle, Tom!" calls the teacher holding the hat. The boy steps forward and sits down. You look at him thoughtfully. Riddle is an appropriate name, you think. There was something about him. Something strange. As soon as the Sorting Hat touches his hair, he calls out, "SLYTHERIN!""Roseworth, Sophie!" You step forward, shaking. Please not Hufflepuff, you silently think. But before the hat is on your head, he yells: "RAVENCLAW!" Relieved, you run to the applauding table and sit down next to some students, your gaze fixed on Tom Riddle.A few years later."Damn it, Myrtle! Let go of me!" The fat girl immediately lets go of your arm and stares at the blood-red letters on the wall. "Woe to him who challenges the Heir of Slytherin!""Oh man!" Rodolphus Lestrange stands next to you with his arms crossed. "That is sick! Who the hell would come up with this shit!""Some super cool guys who don't have anything better to do," you reply with a snort, getting upset at Myrte, who has started to cry tremblingly."Stop crying!" snaps Olive, your best friend."Hey, Tom!" Rodolphus calls over his shoulder. "Look at this sick shit!"Tom Riddle and some of his entourage come over to you. He examines the letters with his deep eyes. He's changed since he's been here at Hogwarts. His mysterious charisma has become more powerful. He looks great. By far the handsomest in all of Hogwarts, if not all of Hogwarts. Still, you don't trust him. He's beyond weird. You heard he speaks Parseltongue."I wonder what kind of blood that is," he says now. Everyone looks at each other. Nobody has thought of that. You thought it was color, but on closer inspection Myrtle howls that the whole castle must see it."Damn, Myrtle!" Tom yells at her. "Shut up your pimpled mouth!" She looks at him through her glasses with teary eyes, but keeps her mouth shut."That's dragon blood," you now say with conviction. Everyone looks at you in surprise."How do you know that?" Tom asks you in amazement. You shrug."Dragon blood resembles that of a human, like this. And Slughorn threw a tantrum last week because someone stole his dragon's blood," you remind her."Speaking of Slughorn. He's having another Christmas party," says Tom Riddle, looking at the writing on the wall. "Would you like to go with me?""Me?" you make sure. He nods without looking at you, as if you are beneath his dignity. "No thank you! I'd rather go with Hagrid!'"Sophie Roseworth, an O as always." Dumbledore sets your homework down for you. You're smiling. "Myrtle McGowan? Has anyone seen Miss McGowan?" Dumbledore looks around the class searchingly. Olive chews her nails guiltily but doesn't say a word. We all hadn't seen Myrtle since Olive made a stupid comment about her glasses and she ran off crying."She's probably still crying in the toilet," someone suggested. Dumbledore sighs."Will someone do me a favor and check on her after class?""Fine," you say and Olive gives you an annoyed look. "We'll check on her." Dumbledore smiles gratefully. What you don't do to get good grades! But what you couldn't have guessed: When you go into the girls' bathroom and open the door of Myrtle's regular cabin, which strangely is only ajar, you only find a corpse. Olive screams. You stare at the dead body without a word. Then you notice writing on the wall above Myrtle: "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened!"A few days later, Hagrid is expelled from school. Tom Riddle had made sure of that and received an award for his services to the school. You don't want and can't believe it was him. Hagrid would never have what it takes. Besides, he was a Gryffindor! That was absolutely mind-boggling! You talk to Olive about it, but she's convinced it's Hagrid's guilt, after all he had an oversized spiderThat same evening, Tom Riddle comes up to you in the entrance hall and says: "I'll pick you up here in a week then. Eight o'clock.""What's going on?" you ask confused. He raises his eyebrows."To Slughorn's Christmas party," he explains calmly."I said no!" you remind him angrily. He shakes his head."You said you'd rather go with Hagrid. Unfortunately, I made sure that he was expelled from school. Now you're going with me." He strides towards you over. Olive looks after him."Shit, Sophie!" she whispers excitedly. "The hottest guy in school is dating you!""I don't trust him," you reply, looking after him like her, only with a frown.Tom Riddle is waiting for you in the entrance hall. If Olive hadn't talked you into it, you wouldn't have gone in the first place. He looks you up and down appraisingly before holding out an arm. You grasp his arm in one hand, the other tucked into a fold of your dress, clutching your wand. Tom Riddle will guide you through the castle. You look around in a corridor. There is no one to see. In a flash you raise your wand and with an unspoken spell you disarm him. His wand falls to the ground a few feet away. You pin him against the wall, one arm around his neck and your wand to his face. "What's this supposed to be?" he asks you, not quite as worried as you'd hoped."YOU opened the chamber!" You snap at him. "That was YOU, not Hagrid!""And what makes you think that?" he wants to know and smiles amused."Hagrid would never have been able to do that! He's never the heir to Slytherin! And then think again: You accused him! And you know Parseltongue! And I did some research in the library! You are a descendant of the Gaunts, the last surviving descendants of Slytherin!" Tom Riddle moves so fast that you don't get a chance to do anything. He spins you around, snatching your wand from your hand and clutching your wrists. Now he's pushing you against the wall."So what do you want to do now, Sophie Roseworth?" he asks you. "You can go to Dippet! Go ahead and smear me to the headmaster and see what you get! He loves me! Everyone in this school loves me! You can't do anything, Sophie!""You killed Myrtle!" you hiss angrily."That nerve-racking crybaby won't miss a pig here!" he replies and lets you go. With a Summoning Charm, he flies his wand back into his hand and hands yours back to you before taking your hand. You wriggle out of his grasp."You don't seriously think I'm going to any party with you anymore!" you yell."Oh yes, I think so," he whispers, pulling you in to brush a strand of hair out of your face. "There's something about you, Sophie Roseworth." A hissing sound escapes his mouth."What did you say?" you ask him in a weak voice. You know it was Parseltongue."That you're beautiful," he replies, leaning in and kissing you. You can't help but return his kiss. There's something irresistible about Tom Riddle, an aura so powerful that even the brightest student in all of Hogwarts is stunned.You and Tom Riddle share the secret of the Chamber of Secrets. You don't leave his side the whole school year. You feel it's best to stay with him and you know he's going to make it big one day. Yes, he even has a chance at the office of Minister for Magic.But after school you go your separate ways. You are shocked to find out he works at Borgin and Burcks. Meanwhile you make a career. The whole Ministry of Magic is taken over by you. It's only a matter of time before you become a minister yourself.One day a handsome man shows up in your office. You recognize him immediately and rise from your chair. How grown up he had become! "Hello Sophie!""Tom!" You walk around your desk, mesmerized, and place a hand on his chest."I'm known by a different name now," he says."Lord Voldemort, of course," you reply. "I heard it.""You don't like him," he says with a smile."Lord?" you ask. "Really? Firstly you are a shop assistant and secondly you are LORD! So what if it's a prince or king or ruler or whatever!""Yes, but try to form "ruler" from the letters of Tom Marauder Riddle!" he replies, laughing. "Besides, I'm not a shop clerk anymore. I have resigned. I wanted to be a teacher at Hogwarts. But Dumbledore is Headmaster now and he turned me down.""He never liked you," you recall, smiling. "What are you doing now?""Watch yourself become a minister and then strive for world domination," he replies calmly. You laugh. "That was not a joke.""Seriously?""I can manage it. Sophie, with your help""That's ridiculous!""Do me a favor and wear this ring," he suddenly asks you and pulls an old, large ring out of his cloak."What's that ring?" you ask him. You remember he wore it when he was in school."An heirloom. A part of my soul. I'm serious Sophie! This ring means my life! Never take it off!" he warns you and looks at you firmly in the eyes. You nod and he says something in Parseltongue."What did you say?" you ask him."That you're still beautiful," he translates and kisses you.You actually become Minister and can even stop Lord Voldemort, whom you hate to call that, from disfiguring his face like that. You come to Azkaban on the unforgettable Halloween night when Lord Voldemort disappears trying to kill Harry Potter. You just manage to hide the ring first. You spend over fourteen years in the company of the Dementors until he finally rises again and frees you. First you get your ring back. Then you watch as Voldemort takes his power back. You become Minister again after Dumbledore dies. At the Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort summons Harry to the forest and lets him kill him."Is he dead?" asks Tom after suffering a minor breakdown. You study Potter closely. He doesn't move. Anything, it crosses your mind. you forgot something "You!" Voldemort snaps at Narcissa Malfoy. "Check if he's really dead!"She approaches him, bends over him and confirms his death. The Death Eaters cheer. Voldemort wraps an arm around you and kisses you. Your fingers play with the ring. You forgot something crucial! The Death Eaters carry Potter out of the forest and Voldemort calls his friends out of the castle. Neville Longbottom starts to lunge forward, but Voldemort stops him, puts the sorting hat on his head and is about to set it ablaze when you yell, "Stop! Stop!" Tom! Potter is not dead! You took blood from him to live again! You couldn't kill him!"Then suddenly many things happen at the same time: Neville Longbottom rips his hat off his head, Gryffindor's sword in hand and charges at Tom Riddle. Potter disappears. Centaurs emerge from the forest and shoot arrows. A giant is around the corner. Longbottom cuts off Nagini's head. The last thing you see is him raising his sword in front of you.You no longer notice Tom Riddle's death. Also not that you lose the battle. Well, you were a very smart woman. Probably too smart.What others think of you:Harry, Hermione, Ron: A Real Menace. You shouldn't get too close to this woman.Voldemort: A wonderful woman. I never thought I would ever feel something like this.Dumbledore: A very clever girl. It's a shame what has become of her. It is sad to see Voldemort corrupting such pure soulsBellatrix: She is a role model for all of us! I wouldn't give anything to be in her place!Rodolphus: How come I never asked her out!Olive: My best friend. I'm afraid I got her into it all by convincing her to go out with Tom Riddle!Moody: Must be eliminated!Myrtle: She's always scared meHeadmaster Dippet, who died first of all: Yes, yes, a really smart student. She and Tom Riddle make a wonderful couple!
