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 much as I enjoy Severus as a human being, I wasn't a fan of his teaching methods and how he treated my friends. Particularly Hermione.
Hermione was a brilliant witch, and knew everything Severus threw at us in depth, but he never gave her credit and consistently belittled her. I also had a bad feeling about this class as he was feeling particularly nasty.
"So, due to everyone's complete lack of talent in this class, I have decided to switch up your pairings, put you with someone who is more on your wavelength.
I looked at Hermione who looked as outraged as I felt. "I'll kill you if you'll kill me?" I offered.
"I'm honestly ready to take up that offer." She sighed, as she stood up to walk over to place her things next to Pansy.
"Riddle." I heard Malfoy snarl as he plopped down into Hermione's previous seat.
"Ferret face." I greeted.
"Oh, you're not still mad at me, are you?" He joked.
"Because you're a stupid, snivelling coward with testicles the size of raisins, a beautiful creature is going to be slaughtered. So, yes, I am mad at you, Malfoy." I growled.
