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Riddles

       It started off like any other year at Hogwarts. The train ride, the boats, the food. It didn't feel like Voldemort was just defeated, or Ron and Hermione were together, or that Harry broke up with Ginny.  Besides the wizards and witches and magic, Harry felt as if his life was normal. But that was all going to change.
     Could he be good now?
     “Harry.”
     I saw his face during the battle
     “Harry, are you listening?”
     Maybe his father forced him to bec-
     “Harry!”
     “What Hermione?”
     “Well I'm sorry for interrupting you staring at Malfloy” she nodded her head at him, “I was to busy reminding you about the quiz next week."
     “Yeah...Yeah...Quiz.”
     She sighed, “You’re hopeless.”
     “I'll see you later Harry.”
     “Okay.”
     Pansy took a glace behind her, and saw how Draco was avoiding Harry's eye contact. She tried to confront Draco about it but he just turned a little red and walked off.
     “Draco~! Wait up.”
     When Draco left Harry went to his friends.
     “There's some new kid coming. I heard her name was Azalea.”
     “I wonder why she's so late..?”
     “People say since Voldemort and Dumbledore died” Harry put his head down hearing this from Neville, “she is the most powerful witch.”
     “What? How is that possible?”
     “What do you mean Hermione?”
     “I mean, how could she go from 0 to 1 in a few days?”
     “I never though of it that way.”
      “It took me a few minutes to go from 0 to Hero because I survived Voldemort.”
     “Now is not the time to joke Harry.”
     “What I mean is that maybe she has something to do with... Voldemort?”
    “But we killed him.”
     “Before he died…Voldemort said something to me…”
     “What!? Why didn't you tell me!?”
     “I didn't know what it meant.”
     “He said, ‘Legh tleo bcoy fro dethu. Azle, luy meh decoms gui yuuh.”
     “Fin teh vand”
     “What bloody hell does that mean?”
      “It’s in ShathPore! There is a book in the Library about what the words mean!”
     “Great job Hermione.”
     “We should head back to our houses. My necklace senses that the Nargels are on their way.
     “I think Luna’s right. It's pretty late” Harry glanced down at his map, “and Flinch is on his way.”
      After making it back to their houses all of them fell asleep, except for one...Harry.
      Maybe she won't try to kill us all...
      But what if she is bad....
      The war was last year...we haven't gotten over the deaths and many are still in the hospital....
      I just hope…
     “Harry, wake up.”
     “Wha..?”
     “She’s here.”
     Harry jumped up hearing this.
    “Hurry and get dressed. She’s going to find out her room today.”
      A few minutes later Harry, Hermione, and Ron rushed to breakfast.
   “Azalea Rose Riddle” a little girl from year 2 screamed when she heard the last name, “please step up. I will put the sorting hat on your head-”
    “She looks quite interesting, but the song comes first."

    “I am the sorting hat.
     Final Year.
     Final Last.
     You will complete your goals.
     Make this year all for the most.
     A Grifffindor, whom is brave and bold.
     Suffered for years at his “home”
     A Slytherin, whom is very cunning.
     He never had a choice.
     His father very can be terrifyingly stunning.
     Save them.
     Save them.
     Show them.
     Show them.
     Hands are oneee~
     Ooooohhh~
     I am the sorting hat.
     Final Year.
     Final Lastttt~.”
     What Goals?
  
     Harry had no idea what that song meant. Draco, however, had a red face. How was he going to deal with this?
     “Alright, sit down.”
      The 7 years and a few months late girl sat down. Her face with no expression.
     “Hmm...This is an easy one.” said the sorting hat.
     “It may also help with your goal…”
      Her silence was over.
     “Slytherin.”
     “Correct.”
       A few gasp came from Hufflepuff. How does she know what house she would be in....?
     “SLYTHERIN!” a few started screaming. One cried.
     “She's evil!”
     “She is related to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Name!"
     “She will use dark magic to curse us all!”
     “Enough!” said McGonagall. She had heard enough.  “We no longer have to fear....” the next part made Harry smile, “We no longer have to fear the name Voldemort!” That made everybody quiet. Azalea looked like she wasn't even listening.
       A few minutes later Ron, Hermione, and Harry all finished eating. They all headed to the library to find out what Voldemort's last words meant.
       "Let's see...Shakespeare on the Muggle world....No...Snakes...No....
       "Hurry up Hermione."
        "I'm sure I could be a lot more faster if you would hush and let me concentrate."
        "Can you two stop arguing for once."
        "ShathPore! I found it!"
        "Great!"
        "Tell me the first few words Harry...I'll translate."
        "Legh tleo bcoy fro dethu."
        "Let life become from death."
        "Azle, luy meh decoms gui yuuh."
        "Azalea, let my demons guide you."
        "Great. Azalea was created by Voldmort."
        "Are you talking about me?" Azalea came out of nowhere.
        "Oh no."