Riddle Me This

Info/Chapter 1

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NYXARIA! I couldn't do much in ways of a birthday present, so I'm hoping that this will be acceptable.

Name: Catherine Alice Riddle-Smith

Looks: Pale with light brown eyes and dark brown hair. A scar on her back that looks similar to the 'Dark Mark'.

Family: Tom Marvolo Riddle (father), Abigail Smith-Riddle (Mother, deceased), Killian Smith (Grandfather), Morgana Smith (Grandmother), Severus Snape (Godfather)

Past: Catherine was born to Tom and Abigail January 15th, 1980. During a heated argument about using Catherine as a horcrux, Abigail was killed by Tom, and in a last ditch attempt to save her daughter, Abigail cast a protection spell on Catherine, but with the killing curse, it scarred. Deciding that Catherine wasn't worth the trouble, Tom left to continue his recruitment, but never returned. Severus took Catherine to her grandparents. When Killian and Morgana realized what had happened, they raised Catherine to despise her father, and to accept those who were born without magic.

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Catherine's POV

My grandparents smiled happily at me as I held my letter in the air with a wide smile of my own.

"Oh we knew you'd get your letter, Cath." Grandpa said as he held his tea cup out for the bewitched teapot to refill.

"I'll go with you tomorrow to Diagon Alley to get your supplies, Cathy." Grandma said as she bewitched another pair of needles to begin knitting.

"Can I get a pet?" I asked excitedly as I read through my letter. Grandpa had gotten an owl named Nork, which he still had and still sent our mail. Grandma had a cat named Miss Whisk, who was buried in the backyard under the willow that would light up on the anniversary of Miss Whisk's death, which also lined up with my mother's.

"I can't see why not." Grandma said. Grandpa nodded.

"No snakes." He said firmly.

"Obviously." I responded, but smiled as I thought of which pets I could possibly get. "I can't wait." A knock on the door had me hurrying to open it. "Papa!" I said as I wrapped my arms around my Godfather. "I got my letter!"

"Which means you have to behave, because Severus will let us know if you misbehave." Grandma said with a smile.

"I'll make sure she stays out of trouble." Severus said before petting my head gently. "You will get no special treatment from me, is that understood Catherine." I nodded quickly.

"Of course not Papa. But I'm so excited! You're going to teach me potions! I can't wait. I hope I'm a Slytherin like you and my mother were." I said happily. Severus sighed slightly as he looked my in the eye.

"You will also need to remember that you can't call me Papa in school. I am Professor Snape, and you will call me as such. Am I understood young lady?" Severus was very stern, which meant this was very important for me to understand. I nodded firmly.

"Understood Professor." I couldn't help but giggle afterwards. Severus shook his head slightly. "Would you be able to come with Grandma and I to get my school supplies? Certainly you want your Goddaughter to have the best potions equipment. Right?" I wrapped my arms around one of his arms and tried to give my best puppy eyes. Severus Snape was a hard man to sway in anything. Stubborn as a mule, horribly loyal. But when I asked for something and gave him puppy eyes, he swayed slightly. Add a pout and a well placed 'Right?' or 'Please', and he would give in, though it would be with a slight sigh or groan, and a muttered 'She had to choose me out of everyone.'