Chapter 3 {Hogwarts}

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The train begins to whistle as it comes to a complete stop.  Henry and I had been talking to one another the entire trip, he seems like quite a compassionate person.   I'll look forward to our future conversations.  As students begin to leave, we wait back a few minutes.  Henry says it's better if we wait since we're at the back.

So with the time we have to spend waiting, we use to talk about Hogwarts.  Our past experiences and whatnot.  He really is an interesting person. I certainly would like to get to know him more and more throughout this year.

As we get to the door, I step off the train after Henry, holding my bag close behind me.          "Alright well I should be getting to my dorm right now, but I'll see you tomorrow though, right?" I turned to Henry as I spoke.     "Yeah I'll see you tomorrow. I've got to go now, bye!  Henry waves goodbye before walking up to a group of students that I can only assume are his friends.

With a sigh, I turn and hurry into Hogwarts, to the Slytherin common room. 

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 Once I get there, already exhausted, I let myself sit on the couch for a moment, just take a little break. I drop my bags on the floor next to me.  



"You couldn't just have walked to your dormitories to do that?"  


I paused as I heard someone's voice. I should have just gone to my dorm first. Now I'll have to deal with this.  I regretted noticing there was someone already in here before I entered.

Ahead of me, seated in a chair, is Tom Riddle. He stares at me with disgust in his eyes. His lip curls as he noticed me staring.

"I just got tired." I say as I stand up, gathering my luggage as I begin to leave. I'd rather not try to have a conversation with him.

As I get to the stairs, beginning to haul all my things step by step, I hear Tom quietly say- "Finally."

I paused and stopped for a moment, ready to turn back and start arguing but instead I took a deep breath and kept going until I got to my dorm. He's definitely one of the students I'd rather not interact with this year. In my dorm, I was greeted by the silence in my dark empty room. My parents had requested a dorm to myself prior to this coming year, so it would be earlier to "focus without distractions". I can't believe the headmaster actually allowed it.  I suppose it's true, though I wouldn't mind having a roommate. 

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