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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Hogsmeade. The most exciting thing about being a third year at Hogwarts. Well, every third year except for Harry and myself.
In order to be able to attend Hogsmeade, all students must have a parent or guardian sign a form, giving the student permission to attend and Harry's awful aunt and uncle refused to sign it for him after he blew up his uncles sister. As for me, I cant exactly just run and ask my dad to sign my permission slip. I don't think he would appreciate that very much.
After us both begging Professor Mcgonagall to sign for us and her refusing, we told Ron and Hermione to go on without us.
"So, Harry, want to go get your invisibility cloak?" I asked, grinning.
"You read my mind, Cal." He said, grabbing my hand and running to the Gryffindor common room and up to the boys dorms to grab it.
Once we were securely tucked away under the cloak, me finding it ridiculously hard to ignore how close I was to Harry as we walked through the grounds.
Our plans were suddenly halted by two red haired twins, who wrapped their arms around Harry and I through the invisibility cloak and began dragging us back to the castle.
"Boys!" I yelped. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"We're trying to get to Hogsmeade!" Harry exclaimed.
"We know." They said in unison.
Pulling us around a corner into a little nook in the courtyard. "We have something to help you." George said.
"This here is the key to our success." Fred finished, handing Harry and I a blank piece of parchment.
"Thanks for the parchment, we appreciate it. But we kind of need to go, guys." I leaned in to whisper to Harry. "They've finally lost it."
"Can it, toots." Fred said, waving his hand in my face. "Just look. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."
As he said this, the parchment exploded in ink, forming columns and moving foot prints with names floating above it.
"No. Freaking. Way." I breathed.
"This is Hogwarts!" Harry exclaimed.
"Thats right! It shows the whole castle and everyone in it. Who they are. What they're doing. Every minute. Of every day." They kept finishing each others sentences giving me whiplash.
"Gred, Feorge." I began, placing my hands on my hips. "I've got to say, I am so impressed I could kiss you both, right now."
Both boys leaned towards me, their heads turned to the side slightly. "Go on then, love." They said in union.
