The rest of the summer had gone by and it was time for school. We were all ready and packed. Remember, I need to be in Slytherin. The Malfoys and I are scared that Potter will find out my true identity. Anyway, we are headed to Kingscross to board the Hogwarts Express.
Uncle Lucius helped me load my trunks into the train and then Draco and I chose an empty compartment. The train started moving and we waved out the window to Narcissa and Lucius. "So now that we are alone, what are we gonna do with Potter?" Draco asked. "Well, we could just be mean. Or we just stay away, but that sounds boring." I laughed a bit.
"I couldn't agree more." Draco agreed. "You keep that up, Drake, you'll turn into your father. You already look like him, you wanna sound like him, too?" He mumbled something and put his head in his hands. That is when someone knocked on the compartment door. "Come in, but I'm warning you, she is dangerous." Draco said, his head still in his hands. They slid open the door and in came a boy with chocolate brown hair.
"Hi. I'm Carson Pine." Draco raised his head when he heard that there was a Pine in here and then looked at me. "If you are a Mudblood, get out now." I knew he was a Pureblood, his family was famous. His father had run for Minister For Magic a few years ago, but they were also bloodtraders, but I needed to keep my reputation. Pine looked surprised. "Pureblood. What is your name beautiful?" Draco looked at me and winked. "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He laughed way too hard. Then I joined in. Pine fake-laughed and said, "Not you, Malfoy. The girl." I looked at him and told him, "Storm Riddle. And if you call me 'beautiful' one more time I will end you. You have no idea what I am capable of." Pine had a look on his face that said: Okay, then. He put his hand to shake mine and I let it be. I lifted my hand and slapped him across the face. He just stared at me. "Didn't your parents ever teach you it's not polite to stare?" I snapped and walked out of the compartment pulling Draco with me.
"We can't trust him. We can't trust anyone but Crabbe and Goyle. We know them and their parents were Death Eaters. Got it Drake?"
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the youngest death eater
FanfictionStorm Riddle is the daughter of the Dark Lord. This story may be switched to the mature theme setting later as it progresses, as Storm gets older, and as there becomes more violence I will publish a new chapter weekly, or at least try to. And also...
