So you thought Tom Riddle was the only heir left from Salazar? You were wrong. Marvolo had a sister Myrella Gaunt. It's ok that you forgot her. Her family did disown her after all and she left the UK far behind. That is how a pure heir came to...
It was the day where all drama would ensue. My girls were around me helping me get ready as if I was a real Queen and they were my ladies in waiting. When I was ready they put a crown on my head.
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As we left our dorm Daphne even trailed me holding the back of my robes as if they were long enough to drag behind me. We were going to put on one hell of a show. The boys were waiting at the bottom of our stairs. Both Tom and Reggie were wearing crowns as well. Tom I understood as he was the other heir. I raised a queenly eyebrow at Reggie.
"I'm your consort obviously." Reggie replied with a smirk.
Tom took my arm and Reggie took my hand and the rest of the boys followed behind with my ladies. We then began the Royal Procession to the Great Hall. As we entered the Great Hall the chatter fell to silence as everyone stared wide eyed at us.
"WHY ARE NONE OF THESE PEASANTS DROPPING TO THEIR KNEES FOR THE QUEEN?!" Salazar boomed.
Oh yes, great grandpa was a part of the procession. Blaise was the lucky one holding him.
"ALL HAIL THE QUEEN OF SLYTHERIN!!" Fred, George, and Lee shouted in unison as they bowed.
Laughter began to filter through the hall. Some genuine some uncomfortable as they still weren't sure how to react.
"Yes, yes, thank you for the show beloved Queen. If you could make your way to your seats then dinner can be completed leading to what all of you are truly waiting for." Dumbledor said with that ever annoying twinkle of amusement in his eyes.
I withheld my eye roll as it wouldn't be very queenly of me. We took our seats at the Slytherin table with Viktor and his mates. The food then popped up for us to begin our feast. I was impatient to get to the show but I wouldn't turn down delicious food. My ladies knew what I liked as they loaded my plate up. Reggie took it a step forward as he grabbed my fork and began to feed me. I could see Tom's eye twitching as he watched. His annoyance is the only reason I was allowing Reggie to feed me. Also, apparently quench my thirst as he beat my hand for my drink. Once my food was done Reggie began to eat his own. In most cultures the women and kids must wait for the husband/father to eat before they can begin. This is a better culture. Hands down.
"Was that necessary?" Tom hissed in my ear.
"Very." I spoke back in parseltongue.
Soon quietness filled the air as sounds of eating and chatter stopped as we all stared expectantly at Dumbledor. With much precedence Dumbledor stood and made his way to his coffin. The goblet then spit the first note out and Dumbledor grabbed it from the air.
"Our first Champion is Viktor Krum representing Durmstrang." Dumbledor stated after reading the slip.
Slytherin all stood with Durmstrang and thumped our chest as Viktor walked off. After a moment another slip of paper came out of the goblet.
