My black flats clicked against the stone as I made my way up the stairs. My first year at Hogwarts. I was extremely excited. Of course, I wasn't a first year. I was a 4th year. Transferring from Beauxbaton, because my father got a job in London.
And no, I was not part Veela. I was one of the very few lady's at the school that was not a Veela.
I looked around the castle, trying to decide which set of stairs to go up. There were several, and they looked like they all moved. This was frustrating.
" You must be the new girl. Ysabel." A stern voice said from beside me
I turned around. A boy, with a very attractive face stood in front of me
" Yes. Good to meet you." I nodded not bothering to reach out for his hand, but to reach for my bag and trunk that sat beside me.
" Well let's take you to Dumbledore's office. The headmaster is busy, so Dumbledore will be dealing with the sorting of you."
I nodded and waved my wand to levitate my luggage. I already was so tired from holding it for the brief 15 seconds it was in my hand.
" And your name is?" I ask following him as he ran up the stairs.
" Tom Riddle. But you can call me Riddle. Okay Ysable?" He muttered rolling his eyes.
He tried to look into my eyes, but I looked away. I knew what he was doing. And it wasn't very nice.
" It's not polite to read people's mind." I laughed shutting him out of my mind.
" How did you know? " He growls walking faster.
" Common sense."
" Most people lack it." He said as we arrived in front of a large gargoyle.
" Well, Tom Riddle. I am not most people." I wink and step onto the moving stairs.
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His only weakness.
Fanfiction" What, Riddle? Are you weak? Are you weak for me?" She said rubbing between his thighs, and leaving a soft kiss on his neck, " Am I your only weakness?"
