Riddle's Worst Nightmare ( A Tom Riddle Story) (~on hold~)

The selection

Re-edited on 24 April, 2016
Probably still editing as I will re-read this chapter and the future ones.
Sorry about the confusion, if any
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Hogwarts, an institution, located in Scotland, where young witches and wizards can practice magic. Starting at the age of eleven ,the children, who've been enrolled since birth, shall leave their home and start their magical years in Hogwarts. But not for Roselene.

Roselene Ophelia Malfoy, daughter of one of the wealthiest, selfish *cough cough*, pure-blooded families, the Malfoys. Even though she has been enrolled in Hogwarts since she was born, her parents would not allow their fragile child in a world where mud-bloods are freely roaming around. Though, they let Abraxas enter in Hogwarts, for personal reasons of course.

As years past, Roselene has been home schooled. Fifteen years she was captivated in place where she has grown to hate. Mostly, she would try to escape from the manor, during her free time, to feel the fresh air kissing against her soft pale skin. But sadly enough where she lives is a place where it's dark, misty, and gloomy. No sun would peek through the dark clouds and no adorable animals would dance around singing like a native tribe.

   Only pure darkness danced around the manor. No hint of color was visible across the Malfoy's Estate. The only color there was is in the manor. A bedroom, at the west wing, has roses. Red ones. Beautiful ones.  They were the roses that grew since the day Roselene was born.

Whatever power Roselene gives out, her parents founded out that their daughter is no mistake. She is a miracle to the family. A child who is precious and graciously powerful. Though, Roselene never had to use her magic, however, for practice only. Other than that, she only walks around what a human would do. To feel how a human would do without magic. Even for  protection. Roselene's dire wolf, who was given to her at the age of three, stands by her side. No matter where she goes the huge white dog will follow her.

As you may tell, she doesn't really like to use her magic that often. That is only because she's afraid that she'll hurt someone,again.

One summer night, 22 July 1942, Roselene has finally asked her parents, again, if she can attend Hogwarts for her last three years of school. As usual, they would say that they will think about it, but this time Lucinda, Roselene's mother, has thought about it briefly.

"Maybe she should go. Sooner or later she will have to face those nasty muggles. Also, it's better for her to be taught by professors than us, Brutus," Lucinda said as she was finishing her letters for one of the Malfoy's allies.

Brutus Malfoy ,the second, groan. He pinched the bridge of his nose, between his eyes, and took a huge sigh.

"Roselene will not be cable of taking care her self. Not willing to protect herself either. She is too kind, soft hearted, and do remember she's very fragile. Without us or even that wolf of her's, we can not be their to assure her safety. We can as well call out for a private professor if we must," He disagreed.

"That is why we have Abraxas. He has been in Hogwarts for his life and he knows the place quite well. I am pretty sure that he can and will watch his sister by our place. Rose may be fragile, but, I know that she is strong," she bit her bottom lip, pausing for a couple of second.

"I made my decision. Roselene will attend to Hogwarts until she finishes her years in school," Lucinda looked up, smiling great-fully.

Her husband cleared his throat and agreed. Though, he doubted that Abraxas would care to watch Roselene. Knowing that his son despises his daughter.

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1 Septmeber,1942. The sun suddenly settle below the horizon. Darkness drove across the land and the moon lite as high as it can to reach the sky. The warmth of the air became cool, creating the windows of the Express cloudy.