The Slytherin Heir || a T. M. Riddle fanfiction

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Train

This is her sixth year at Hogwarts.
A Slytherin girl, apparently like the others. But unlike them, she has royal blood in her veins.

Princess of a forgotten realm named Aucùa, in the middle of the Scottish forests.
Heir of a great purblood family, the Goldenbairy.

Yes, we are talking about Isalia Goldenbairy.

"Ah, Isy!" A girl shoots from a compartment. "We're here !"

Isalia sits near her friend in a swirl of brown hair.

Charism and confidence.

"Hey," she says." How was your summer?"
"It was great!" the girl exclaims. "Dad took us to a haunted castle in America, we communicated with the spirits and found that they terrorize every person that doesn't fit their 'beauty criteria', can you believe it !"
Isalia chuckles at the passionate behavior of her friend, Daphne.

"And how was yours, Isy?"
"Same as last year, and the one before." She sigh.
Traduction : royal stuff and duty.
"Oh, my poor pie..." Daphne pats her back gently.

Isalia wanted to replie, but their door opened on a dark haired wizard.

Tom was about to apologize, but he sees Isalia and stops.

"Goldenbairy" he says coldly.
"Riddle" she adds on the same tone.

The boy looks more pale than usual, his features drawn, and his usual green eyes looked more red than anything.

If Isalia wasn't irritated by his presence, she would worry about him.

"Are you leaving or should I get you out of here myself?" It was harsh, but nothing unusual between these two rivals.

Tom seems to just notice Daphne's presence in the compartment. He swallowed a reply and plastered a most charming smile on his features.

"No, of course I'll spare you of that" he says. "Sorry for having interrupted you two."

He closes the door and Daphne sigh.

"It will never change between you two, doesn't it?"
"Never."