Olivia riddle-Dumbledore

Chapter 7

Edited

"what the bloody hell was that?" Ron asked as I walked around the corner. They all looked at me. I knew what was behind that door. but judging by their faces, they didn't. I couldn't tell them because grandpa Dumbledore told me not to.

"Olivia?" Harry asked.

"You guys are loud. Shouldn't you be in the common room?" I asked. I'm surprised Peeves hasn't caught them. He's always getting into trouble, and others.

"I-I...alright you caught us," Ron said, lowering his head.

"Why are you here?" Hermione asked, more curious than suspicious.

"I heard you yelled when I was going to see grandpa Dumbledore. I was curious so I came down here...You do know this floor is off limits...right?" I asked.

"Yeah....we know..." Harry said, rubbing the back of his head.

"Let's go before you get caught then," I said walking away from them and they followed.

"You're not going to tell?" Hermione asked.

"I do stuff like this all the time, why would I tell?" I asked. "Plus I thought we were friends and I don't tell on friends...unless you're trying to get yourself killed...then I tell someone." I said, walking up the moving stairs.

"Why did you kiss Malfoy on the cheek?" Ron asked. "He was being ignored, it was awesome! The bloody git deserved it!"

"I did that after I threatened him. It was more to get my point across and to make the others think everything was fine between us. I got that boy in the palm of my hands, one word from me and all the slytherins will hate him. But I hope it doesn't come down to that, I try not to lower myself to my enemy's level," I said as the others stared at me.

"Brilliant!" Ron said.

"You have this little evil side, it's kind of scary but comforting at the same time," Hermione said, bumping my hip with hers.

"Thanks?" I said and everyone laughed.

We walked up to the door to the common room as the fat lady smiled at me shaking her head.

"Get yourself into more trouble miss Olivia?" She asked.

"Nope. Not tonight," I said to her as I gave her the password. The others walked in while I stayed outside.

"You going in hun?" The fat lady asked.

"Not yet, I have to go see someone," I said and she closed the door. "See you In a little bit." I waved. I started walking down the hallway when I turned the corner.

"Ugh." Me and someone else said at the same time. They were taller than me so most likely a professor. I took a couple steps back before looking up to see professor Quirrel. He was weird and has been recently giving me the creeps. He has this purple scarf wrapped around his head and gets this look in his eyes when he looks at me. It's creepy. He has this stutter that you have to get used to or it will drive you crazy.

"Professor Quirrel." I nodded to him as he looked at me.

"Ah m-iss r-riddle." He said and I flinched. He has done that a couple times. I didn't think he knew my real last name, but I have been proven wrong three times now.

"My last name is not Riddle." I told him and he had this look in his eye when I said this. "I have told you. I go by Dumbledore," I said trying to be nice.

"M-my a-apologies m-miss Dumbledore." He said, nodding his head to me. "It i-is past c-curfue." He stated.

"Yes and I need to speak with my grandpa," I said and he nodded.

"P-please let let me escort you you," He said, walking in the direction I was going.

"It's fine, I can find my way." I told him but he insisted. "You've been acting strange." I told him and he got wide eyes.

"H-how so-so?" He asked.

"You just are. Something...somethings.....off....I'll let you know when I figure it out."

He was studying me as we walked with a curious expression. "W-what's new-new?" He asked, interested in talking to me for the first time. Most of the time it was a 'Miss. Riddle' or a quick nod and him running away like a dog with their tail between their legs.

"Malfoy," I said the one word and the professor seemed even more interested. He ushered me to go on. "He's one of the people I told my last name to. Not draco his father by the way. He was...scared? I don't know, he was being a git to me and the weasleys. He talked down to me as if I was a piece of trash standing in his way...Well he did until I said my name. I snapped." I said

"W-what do you m-mean you s-snapped?" He asked. He was watching me the entire time but it kind of felt nice getting this off my chest. There was something about him that made me want to tell him everything, but still creepy nonetheless.

"I insulted him. Then later I snapped at his son when he was being mean to my friends...they later said I had this little evil side...they were fine with it seeing I wasn't using it on them, but...I don't know...I fear I'm going to end up like my father. That would be...terrible." the professor didn't seem to like my words but told me to continue. "Everyone tells me how bad he was. I still remember the night he killed my mom and...tried to kill me... I have these visions. At first I thought I was just imagining it or going crazy. But one night I used my grandpa's memory pool. It was exactly like I had been seeing for the past years...And then I kept seeing this snake...And other creatures......I'm sorry." I said suddenly. "I'm talking your ear off. I usually keep this stuff inside my head, not others."

"I-its fine-fine." He said smiling slightly at me. "Y-you're 11 r-right?" He asked.

"Mhm." I hummed.

"You shouldn't worry-worry about that kind of s-stuff, just live your li- life. No one's b-born evil."

Just as he was saying this we showed up at grandpa Dumbledore' s door.

"Thanks for walking with me." I said to him and he nodded before walking away.

"H-have a g-good n-night," He said and I nodded to him.

"You too," I said before saying the password and the door opening.

"Ah Olivia, how have you been my child?" He asked.

"Fine," I said, smiling at him. "I was talking to professor Quirrel on the way here. He seems a little off...but we talked." I said giving him a hug.

"About what?" He asked, hugging me back.

"Malfoy," I said and he nodded.

"You shouldn't let it get you down too much. You have so much potential. Now...How was the third floor?" He asked and I grinned at him.

"Fluffy made them almost pee their pants. It was hard not to laugh." I said sitting down in one of the seats in front of his desk.