Calliope Riddle, the daughter of Tom Riddle has endured more torture and heart break than even Harry Potter. This is why she hits her breaking point and decides to escape her father's clutches and run to Hogwarts. Here she encounters her biggest adv...
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As soon as I saw Professor Lupin's boggart, I knew he was a werewolf. I wasn't going to say anything, it isnt my business, and I truly believe that being a werewolf doesnt mean you're a monster. I've seen real monsters. I cant be worried about Lupin right now though when Harry almost just went head on with a dementor.
"Thats all for today, class. Sorry." Lupin said as the class cleared out. I stayed standing beside Harry though.
"Harry, where have you come in contact with dementors before?" I questioned.
"On the Hogwarts express. They really effect me for some reason." He said, sadly.
"I know what you mean. When my mother and I were on the run we encountered a few. Don't be ashamed." I reassured, rubbing his arm comfortingly.
"Harry, I believe I haven't been properly introduced to your friend here." He smiled at me.
"Hi there, sir. I'm Calliope Riddle." I held my hand out to shake his, I noticed his scars rivalled mine.
"I have heard a lot about you from the professors at this school." He told me.
"Ouu, all bad I hope." I said, winking at the Professor as he laughed.
"Not exactly. They say you're extremely bright. You can even apparate at age thirteen." He said.
"Yeah, well, I'd rather that one not get out. I don't have the trace on me and I don't want it either. I am not a fan of the ministry as it is too easily corruptible in my opinion, so if my father managed to get to anyone with access to under age witches and wizards, I'd never be safe." I explained.
"Smart girl." He smiled. "You two had better hurry along before you miss your next class."
"See you around, Professor." I smiled as Harry waved before we both left the room, heading for double transfiguration.
"So, why didn't you want to go against the boggart? You're like, the queen of finding laughter in terrible things." Harry questioned me. A question I knew was coming.
"Because, I know what my boggart would be, and there is no way to find laughter in it." I said.
"Do you mind me asking what you're so afraid of?"
"Failure." I said quietly.
"Failure?" He asked, incredulously. "A lot of people are afraid of failure, I know Hermione is. Her boggart is Professor Mcgonagall telling her she failed her OWLs!"
I giggled. "Typical 'Mione."
"So why does failure scare you so much? People fail all the time. Its a part of life."
