Hogwarts Express

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(1943 September 1st) Teresa's POV

"If you've left anything behind, we'll send it to you dear" Euphemia tells me.

"Of course, thank you Euphemia" I say smiling. It's finally time to go to Hogwarts. Honestly, at least I'd get away from Tom there. He'd come over for dinner twice this last week. And whenever I went outside to explore town he was there to annoy me.

We go outside and I freeze when I see Tom there talking to Fleamont. "Ah there you girls are, we're dropping Tom off at the station too. Mrs Cole is occupied" Fleamont states.

"I'm sure she is" I grumble under my breath. The trunks are put in the boot of the car. Tom and I then get into the back seat with Faline in between us. It was silent the whole ride. Once there Fleamont got Tom and I a trolley each.

As soon as platforms nine and ten appeared I ran through. I smile when I see the Hogwarts express. The other three joined me and I hug Fleamont goodbye. Then Euphemia before boarding the train. I go the opposite way to Tom losing myself in the crowd.

I soon find a compartment with four hufflepuffs inside. Three boys and one girl. "Hi, can I sit with you all?" I ask.

"Of course, I'm Abraham Grimblehawk" says the fourteen year old boy. He has brown hair and brown eyes.

"Eustace Fawley" says the twelve year old boy with dark hair and green/grey eyes.

"Jack Jameson" says the thirteen year old boy with honey blonde hair and brown eyes.

"Pomona Sprout" says the twelve year old girl with red hair and brown eyes. Wow, so this is young Professor Sprout? "Eustace and I are starting our second year. While Ab and Jack are in fourth year. We're all in hufflepuff" she states.

"Pleasure to meet you all, I am Teresa Potter and I am entering sixth year" I tell them smiling.

"So you don't know what house you'll be in?" Abraham asks me.

"No clue, but I'm hoping for Gryffindor" I tell him. "Though anything is better then Slytherin from what I've heard" I add.

"Slytherin is filled with a bunch of bullies" Eustace states.

"So what subjects are you taking?" Jack asks me.

"Charms, DADA, Potions, Alchemy, Transfiguration and Herebology" I tell them.

"Wow that's a lot of subjects for a NEWT student. Are you sure you'll be able to handle the work load?" Abraham asks me.

"Diffidently, I took more then that last year while playing quidditch. I got one A, four Es and five Os" I tell him.

"Very impressive" Pomona states. "I think you'll be in Ravenclaw" she adds.

"No way, she should be in Hufflepuff" Jack states. They both start to argue what house I should be in.

"Do they always fight?" I ask the other two.

"They always find something to argue about" Eustace says shrugging.

"Don't listen to them, just follow your heart and you'll be in the right house" Abraham tells me. I suddenly had to go to the loo. So I left the compartment and went to do my business. On my way back to the compartment a seventeen year old boy with blonde hair and blue eyes blocks my way.

"Teresa Potter?" he asks me.

"Who wants to know?" I ask going for my wand. Something tells me this guy can't be trusted.

"Now now, no need for that gorgeous" a voice says behind me. I turn sharply to see two sixteen year old boys. One dark hair and grey eyes. The other had golden brown hair with grey eyes. "Just come quietly, our friend wishes to speak to you" says the one with golden brown hair.

"Fine, but then I have to return to my compartment to get ready for school" I tell them annoyed.

"Follow me" says the seventeen year old and I do so. The other two bringing up the rear.

"The name is Paul Rosier" says the one with golden hair. "That's John Lestrange and Mr serious is Corban Yaxely" he states. First pointing the boy beside him then the one in front of me. I nearly freeze when I hear their last names. These are three of the first deatheaters Voldemort ever recruited. Now I know who wanted to see me. Great and here I thought I could escape him.

We enter a compartment to see Tom talking to two other boys. One was seventeen with dark brown hair, brown eyes and butt chin. The other is sixteen with golden brown hair and brown eyes. "Ah you found her please take your seats" Tom tells us.

Rosier seats down first pulling me down beside him and Lestrange sat on my other side. While Yaxely sat on Tom's right hand. Making other seventeen year old stand up. "So this is the girl you spoke of, she doesn't look special to me" he says looking at me.

"She is very powerful Mulciber" Tom tells him. "Now Teresa, I'm sure the others introduced themselves. So allow me to introduce these two, that's Harold Mulciber and this is Richard Avery" he states.

"Pleasure" I say coolly.

"It's getting chilly in here" Lestrange says smirking. "Oh by the way I spoke to Walburga, she tells me Teresa has a halfblood mother and pureblood father" he adds.

"No matter, she is more pure then half" Tom says waving his hand.

"Why am I here Riddle?" I ask him annoyed.

"I wished for you to meet my friends" he says shrugging.

"They aren't your friends, but your followers" I tell him. "I've meet them, now I'm leaving" I state pushing Lestrange out of his seat. I then storm out of the compartment, returning to mine. Where I was left alone for the rest of the ride with my hufflepuff friends.

(Tom's compartment) Third Person

"She's feisty, I see why you like her my lord" Avery says smirking.

"Yeah a regular spitfire" Lestrange grumbles as he sits beside Rosier. Mulciber then sits beside him.

"You're just annoyed, because you were pushed around by a girl for a change" Mulciber says smirking.

"Remember guys, she is mine" Tom tells them firmly.

"Yes my lord" they say in unison.

"Good, now I want someone to watch her at all times. The minute she's alone let me know" Tom tells them. They agreed and spend the rest of the train ride in silence.

A/N

Picture above of Rosier, Mulciber the 1st, Lestrange, Corban Yaxely and Avery the 1st. Only Yaxely had a first name, I came up with the others. Picture on the external link of Orion Black. Should Teresa be in Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?

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