Year, 1926, September 31stMerope Gaunt-Riddle, who is and was a pure-blood and a descendant of Salazar Slytherin; is the mother of Thomas Marovlo Riddle Jr. who also happened to be a witch, she used a love potion on Thomas Riddle Sr. and that's how she was able to concieve and bare Thomas Marovlo Riddle Jr. When she found out she was accpecting she took Tom of the love potion, he was flat out inrraged. He left her and his unborn child. He went back to his home and married his childhood love.... Cecilia.
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Late one bitter cold and snowy New Year's Eve night Mrs.Riddle found herself outside of a muggle orphanage, the name is of course unknown. She had the baby within' the hour that she arrived at the orphanage and died another hour after that. Before she died she asked Mrs. Cole, the matron there, to name him Tom, after his father and Marvolo after her father and she told her that his surname was to of course be Riddle. Shortly after his birth he showed some signs of well, being lets just say "special".
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After he was born he had trouble making frineds, and or keeping them. The kid's at the orphanage where how you say, scared of him, because in a way he was a bully. If you asked Billy Stubbs what he thought of Tom he might say something like "Thomas, he hung my rabbit from the rafters. I love'd that rabbit." Or, if you asked Amy Benson or Dennis Bishop what they thought of him, well they probably would'nt be able to say much, becuase well they have never been quite right after a summer outing to the countryside or in this case they went out to sea. Thomas took them into a cave for exploration.
"Amy, Dennis come. Come over here, look here." said Riddle. After he said that Amy and Dennis follow him deep into the cave. As they go in deeper, and deeper. Thomas hides himself, to where the two other children arent able to find him. As he hides himself he begins to use some kind of his magic on the two children. They of get scared and hurt themselves, their voices get alittle screwed up and in a way they they arn't able to talk right for some time.
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The years go by and on his elevnth birthday, he gets a visit from the one and only Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, who to put it more simply Professor Albus Dumbledore. When he spoke to Tom, he found that he was self-sufficint, secretive, and, apparently, friendless. He was also a tad bit demanding...
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Dumbledore, who is accumpaned by Mrs. Cole is introdused to Young Thomas Riddle. "Thank you, Mrs. Cole." Dumbledore said as Mrs. Cole left. Dumbledore sit's down next to Tom. "Hello, Tom." He says holding out his hand. Riddle looks at him with a cold, sore look in his eyes, and then give's him a good hardy shake. Dumbledore smiles at him as he sits down then says. "Do you know who I am?" Riddle who still has a cold look on his face, says "Your here becuase SHE want's to have me put away." He points to the spot that Mrs. Cole was just standing. "No, Tom. Im not here to take you away. My name is Professor Dumbledore. I am here to tell you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts Sch..." But, before he can finish Riddle interrups him. "Your here to take me to an aslym." He says, then yells, "TELL THE TRUTH." Dumbledore smiles at him, "If you will just let me explain Thomas, I am here from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizadry." Riddle looks at him is face turns to an inward smile. "That's it. Isn'it? Magic. What I can do?" Dumbledore smiles. "What is it that you can do?." "All sorts." Riddle breathes. He becomes overcome with excitement. "I can make things move without touching them, make animals do what I wish, without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who annoy me, or make me mad." He looks alittle happy as he says this. "I can make them hurt if I want to." He says as he smiles.
He looks down, and says in a hushed tone. "I knew I was different." He said as he started to quiver in excitment. "I knew I was special. Always, I knew... I always knew that there was something." "You are right." Dumbledore said, he was no longer smiling, but instead watching Riddle intently. "You are a wizard." Riddle's face snaped up, with a very transfigured look about him. You could say it was almost a lingering happiness upon it.
"Are you a wizard too.?"
"Yes, I am."
Riddle looked at him, "THEN PROVE IT." He boomed almost in a demanding way.
Dumbledore tweeked his eyebows upward. "I take it that you are accepting your place at Hogwarts?"
"Yes, of course I am!"
"Then..." He tilted his head. "You will of course address me as 'Professor' or 'sir'."
Riddle's expression hardend. Then in the most unrecognizably polite voice, "I'm sorry, sir. I meant..." He cleared his throat. "Could you please Professor, show me?...." Dumbledore nodded and as he did so he drew his wand from inside his jacket pocket. He pointed it at the shabby wardrobe in the corner, and with a nice little flick of his wrist.
The wardrobe burst into flames.
Riddle yelled as he jumped to his feet. He almost lashed out at him, but before he could the flames vanished, leaving the wordrobe completley intact. Riddle looked from the wordrobe then at Dumbledore then, he pointed to the wand. "Where can I get me one of those?" He asked with a greedy look in his eyes.
"All in good time." Smiled Dumbledure. "I think there is something trying to get out of your wardrobe." He said as he could hear a faint rattling noise comeing form within' it. For the first time sense Dumbledore had been with him, Riddle looked a tad bit frightened. "Please, open the door." Dumbledure said. Riddle hesitated a bit, then slowly crossed the room and briskfully threw open the wardrobe door. On the very top shelf there stood a lone box, which was shaking as though there were several frantic mice or small rats trapped inside.
"Take it and bring it here." Asked Dumbledore
Riddle nodded and slowly took down the quivering box. "Is there anything in there, that you ought not have?" Riddle threw Dumbledure a very cross look. "Yes, I suppose so..." He said then added. "Sir.." "Open it." Dumbledure said.
Riddle took of the lid and dumped the contents onto his bed. There he had a yo-yo, a silver thimble, and a tarnished mouth organ. Once they were no longer in the box, they stopped there quivering, all lay quit and still upon the thin, white sheets of his bed. Dumbledore looked at him, "You will, return them to there rightful owners, and along with your apologies, too of course." He said calmly, putting his wand back inside his jacket pocket. "I shall know wether it has been done or not... and be warned theiving is not tolerated at Hogwarts."
Riddle who was still looking coldly and appraisingly at Dumbledore. He nodded his head, and said in a colorless voice. "Yes, Sir." "At Hogwarts," Continued Dumbledore, " We not only teach you how to use magic, but to also control it. Im sure, that you have inadvertently been using your powers. You have been using them in a way, I am guessing that is neither tought nor tolerated at our school. You are not the first, nor with you be the last to allow your magic to get the best of you. But, you will know that Hogwarts can and ... will, expel students, and the Ministry of Magic... Yes, there is a Ministry... will punish lawbreakers, more severly, might I add. All new Wizards must accept that, and by entering our world, they abide by our laws."
"Yes, sir." said Riddle again.
It was impossible to tell what he was thinking; his face remained quite blank and expressionless, as he put his stolen trinkets back into the box. After he had finished, he turned back to Dumbledore. "I have'nt any money." He told him baldy.
Dumbldore looked at him, "Ah, yes. Of course." He said as he withdrew a leather money pouch from his pocket. "There is a fund at Hogwarts, for those who are in need of assistance to buy books and robes. You might have to buy some your spellbooks second hand, but..." "Where do you buy spellbooks?" interrupted Riddle, who had takin the money without as much as a thank you to Dumbledore.
"In Diagon Alley," Dubmledore said. "I have your list of books and school equipment with me. I can help..." "Your coming with me?" Riddle asked as he looked up.
"Certainly, if you.."
"I don't need you," Riddle said. "Im used to doing things myself, I go around London on my own all the time." He smiled "How do you get to this Diagon Alley," He caught Dumbledore's eye. "Sir?" He quickly added. He nodded as he handed Riddle the envelope explaing to him how to get to the Leaky Cauldren "You will be able to see it. Though muggles around you, non-magic folk that is... will not. Ask for Tom the barman, easy to remember as you and him share the same name..."
Riddle gave a small but, noticable twitch.
"You dislike the name Tom?"
"There are alot of Tom's" Riddle muttered. He could'nt hold it in any longer. The words suddenly burst out of him. "Was my father a wizard? He was called Tom Riddle too, they've told me." Dumbledore looked at him, "Im afraid I dont know." He said his voice was gentle. "My mother cant have been, or she wouldnt have died." He said more to himself then to Dumbledore, "It must have been him..." He muttered. He looked at Dumbledore, "So, when Ive got all my things, when do I go to this Hogwarts?" "Everything you need to know are in the second piece of parchment in your envelope," Dumbledore nodded to him. "You will leave from King's Cross Station on September first. There is a train ticket in there aswell."
Riddle nodded as Dumbledore got to his feet and held out his hand again. Riddle took it, then he said. "I can speak to snakes. I found that out when we go to the country on trips. They find me, they whisper things to me.. Is that normal for a wizard?"
"It is unusual..." he cleared his throat, "But, not unheard of." He said as he studed Riddle's face. They stood there. Boy and man, starring at eachother. Then the handshake was broken.
"Goodbye Tom, we shall meet at Hogwarts." As he said this he turned around and disapeared out the door.
Riddle shut the door and sat on his bed next to the letter and money bag he had just received. He
carfully picked up the money pouch and takes a look inside. "Wow.." He says his face brighting up with color as if he had never seen that much money in hi life. He pulled out a piece of parchment it said;
The gold ones are Galleons, Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle.
- Dumbledore -He nodded and put the money back in the pouch and the pouch under his pillow. He picks up the envelope and turns it around. He traces the emerald green letters with his fingers. After he does that he carfully opens and takes out the letter and reads:
Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster : Armando Artimus Dippit
Dear. Mr. Riddle,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You will find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl by no later then July 31st.
Yours sincerly
Albus Dumbledore
Albus Dumbledore
Deputy Headmaster
He finds on the bottom that Dumbledore wrote in emerald green : No need to send an owl, Tom.
After he read that he took out the second piece of paper unfolded it and begin reading:
Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Uniform:
First years will require:
1: Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2: One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3: One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4: One winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please put name tags on your clothes
course books:
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by M. Goshawk
A History of Magic by B. Lucidia Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A biginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore
Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander
The Dark Forces : A Guide to Self Protection by Quinten Trimble
Riddle's eye's grew wide. "Dark Forces?" He muttered outloud...
other equipment:
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crysal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may bring an owl, cat, snake OR a toad.
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS
ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
After he read that he found the instuctions on how to get to Diagon Alley. "Umm.." He coughed. He put the letter back in the envelope and stuffed it under his pillow. Before he lay down, he got up and grabbed the small shaggy cardboard box and stealthy creeped out of his room. He begins looking for Poor little Billy, to give him his mouth organ. He creeps into Billy's room, as he shuts the door. You can see the outline of Billy's body shoot up from inside his covers. He looks at him, "Wh... what are you do... doing here?" Riddle doesnt say a word he just walks over to him and hands him the mouth organ, as he does this he smiles his most evil, demented smile, then turns around and leaves. Closing the door behind him, you can hear Billy's stiffen cries as he walks down the hall to Amy Benson's room, he quitly sneeks in and places her thimble on her bedside table, then ducks out before she wakes. As he goes back to his room he stops at Dennis Bishop's room and carfully puts his yo-yo back inside his wardrobe, and again ducks out before he wakes. He stammers back into his room, after he shuts the door he lays down and quickly goes to sleep.
The next day at breakfast, Billy, Amy and Dennis walk up to him and they each tell him thank you for giving them there things back. After they tell him this they leave, leaving Riddle feelling sick to his stomach. Quikly remembering what Dumbledore said he gets up and heads over to them. "Umm... Amy, Dennis, Billy... I umm... just wanted to say..." He looked at them, his face hard, cold and pale. "Sorry..." He turns to leave but Amy grabs him and gives him a hug, "Grrrr..." He growls as he pushes her away. She stumbles back and the tears begin to swell. He pays no mind, but just turns and goes back to his room. Once inside, he sits on his bed. ..."The 1st of September wil be here shortly, in a weeks time..". He smiles, or what he would call a smile, get's up and grabs his bag, he quickly packs what little things he has and goes and sits on the bed.
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The week goes by quickly. Riddle gets up early two days before the 1st of September. He grabs his letter and money bag and quickly leaves the orphange its a very called morning. An hour goes by and he spots a sign the says 'The Leaky Couldren' he goes and stands right in front of it, as he stands there he spots a few people go by, one goes in but the others do not notice. He nods his head, and walks in. "Ahh.. a costumer." Says a young looking bartender. He walks up to Riddle. "Names Tom, how do you do?"He says as he holds out his hand. Riddle twitches at the sound of the name. He shakes his hand. "My name is...." clears throat. "Tom... Dumbledore... he..." But, before he could say anything else. "Well, you are Mr. Riddle?" The boy nodded as he removes his hand from the barmans and put it in his pocket. "Dont worry, I'll show you how to get through the gate, come..." He said, Riddle followed him outside. Tom took out his wand and carfully tapped five stones, after he did this they glowed a bright red and quickly grew into a pretty overgrown urch. Riddle's eyes grew wide. "Wow..." He said. As he went to step in. Tom stepped in. "Do you wish for me to help you?" "No, that's okay I can do it myself." He says then quickly steps inside, the urch closes before Tom could say anything back to the boy. After it closes, he finds himself inside a new, magical world. A world in which he thought never exested.
The first shop he went too was Madam Milkin's : A Robe for All Occasions. As he enters, Riddle stops in his tracks, he finds a short quant lady. Who is helping a small, pale, undernorished little girl. Riddle goes toward her, but stops and goes and looks at the dark, black robes. As he starts to look at them, the girl walks up to him."Hello, my name is Merrideth Batsblood." She says as she hols out her hand. Riddle smiles, his most friendless smile. Takes her and and shakes it. "My name is Thomas Marvolo Riddle... you can call me..." his face twitched alittle. "Tom..." She smiles. "Nice to meet you Tom... well, I must be off. I hope will meet again." As she said this she gave him a little wink and then strode off. After she leaves, he hears "Can, I help you child?" The smile fades from his mouth. "No, I.... I..." "You wish to be fitted, please step this way." He goes to her, and she begins to measure him for his robes. "So, this is your first time at Hogwarts, is it not?" He nodded. "Well, Im sure you'll have fun." After aboout five minutes. She told him he was done and that she would have his robes for him within' the hour, "Untill then you may go and do all your other school shopping and meet me back here in an hour or so." He nodded and went off.
He found himself outside the pet shop. As he went in, he spotted a nice lime green, scally snake. He went towards it and told him who he was. The snake, perked up she looke at him and said that it was nice to have somone to talk with. Riddle nodded and told the shop keep that this was the one he wanted. She had such a mysterius look about her, after he left he found himselfa nice save cornor to sit in and he went over names with her. They finally settled upon the name Nigina. He smiled and she gave him want was ment to be a smile. He got up and went to the rest of the shops, he got his school books and what else he needed. The hour was almost over but he still needed a wand. So, he found himself outside a shabby, narrow shop called Ollivanders: Maker of Fine Wands since 382 b.c. and in the window he could see a single wand laying on a faded purple cushion. As he went in he found a young looking wizard. "Ah, Mister Riddle, I've been expecting you."
Riddle, smiled a tad. Mister Ollivander moved closer towards him, his silver eyes lingered on his face. Riddle's smile faded. Mister Ollivander smiled, "Well, Mr. Riddle.." He said as he guided him towards a vary tall shelve, full of glittery and dusty wands.""Well, Mr. Riddle let me see..." He pulled a long tape measure, with markings about the color of his eyes, out of his pocket. "Which is your wand arm?" "Erm..." Riddle was confussed then he said, "Well, I write with my right hand, so..." "Hold out your arm." He did as he was told. "There we go." He measured Thomas from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round his head. "Er..." Riddle muttered as he did this. "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a magical substance, Mr. Riddle. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wand is the same, just as no two unicorn, phoenixes, or dragons are the same..." He paused... "Oh, yes... and of course you will never get such good results with wizard's wand." As he said this the tape measure was measuring between his nostrils. Riddle made a face... and Mr. Ollivander was taking down boxes off the shelves beside them.
"That will do." He said as the tape measure crumpled to the dirty floor below. "Right, Mr. Riddle. Try this one. Maple and dragon heartsting. Seven inches. Just take it and give a wirl." Thomas took the wand, gave him a dark look began waving it around. As he did this Mr. Ollivander snatched it away from him. "Lets see here..." He said as he grabbed another. "Here,Beechwood and phoenix feather Nine inches. Quite flexible.. Try it..." As Thomas was about to, Mr. Ollivander snatched it back. "Here, Ebony and unicorn, seven and a half inches. Very springy.. Go on try, try..." Thomas shook his head and tried it, nothing happened. Mr. Ollivander shook his head and gave him another. "Yew with Unicorn hair, thirteen and a half inches. Give it a good whipping."
Thomas took the wand as he took it, he felt a sudden warmth, a sudden sense of belong. His fingers grew warm, he raised the wand high above his head, then "swish..." he brought it down through the dusty air and a jet of green and gold sparks shot fromthe tip of it like fireworks, throwing dancing spots of glittering lights on the wall. Riddle smiled and Mr. Ollivander took the wand from him and wrapped it up in bright green paper. Mr. Ollivander smiled, "It will be seven gold Galleons.." Thomas took out his money pouch and got out the seven Galleons and handed them to Mr. Ollivander as he handed him his wand. As he left, Mr. Ollivander smiled at him. Riddle went back to the robe shop, got his robes and went on his way. He made his way back to the Leaky Couldren, and then back to the orphange. He looks at the clock, time for lunch. But, instead of going he goes back to his room and sit on his bed. "I'll go back tommorrow to check out Knockturn Alley.." He thought to himself as he lay to sleep. As he lays there he can here the children all coming back from lunch and go running around the big building. Rolling over on his back, he starts playing and talking with Nigina. A few hours go by, he puts Nigina in her little box and he lays alone trying to get some sleep.
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He gets up the next day and packs his things in his trunk. He takes out his wand and takes a better look at it. It was nice, long and crystal white. "Umm..." He said. He smiled and put the wand in his pocket. Gets up and takes Nigina out of her box feeds her a small rat, and then leaves, he went back to The Leaky Couldren. As he went in, he ducked past Tom the bar-keep, and went to the back. He found the stones, took out the wand and tapped the five stones that Tom had tapped the other day, like before they glowed red, and made an urch. He steps in and quickly walks to the enterance of Knockturn Alley, his face turns into a sneer and he walks in. As he does this he passes some evil looking witches and wizard, but he doesnt pay attiontion, and just goes on by, he stops outside a shop which reads, Borgin and Burkes. He peers inside the window and see's some rusty old instruments. He walks inside to get a better look at the merchedise. As he's getting a better look. The shop keeper walks in from the back room. He walks up to the boy. "May I help you?" He asks with a very cold look on hi face. "No..." He says with the same, but even more darker look about him. The shop keeper, looks at him and quickly scuttles off. Riddle stay's there and has a quick look around the shop after that he leaves and explores more of Knockturn Alley after a few hours he goes and explores more of Diagon Alley, he stay's there for the rest of the day. The hours tick by and he finds himself returning to the orphange at about 10. He stelthly creeps back in. He enters his room and starts going over his trunk, making sure he has everything, and then repacks, putting the money pouch inside it. After that he quickly falls asleep.
.....The next day......
Thomas Riddle wakes the next day to Mrs. Cole standing over him. "It's time for you to start your new school, Thomas." He gets up and looks at her. "Yes, thank... .yo... you..." He says as he quickly gets up and gets dressed in his black pants, a nice dark black shirt, with his dark jacket and his dark shoew. After he's done, he grabs Nigina and his trunk and puts his wand in his pocket. He follows Mrs. Cole outside. "Well, Im sure. Your happy to be going." says Mrs. Cole, her face almost with a smile. "Yes," He tilts his head, "But, your not sorry to see me go?" He continues to stare at her. "You have been wanting to get rid of me ever sense the first time we met." She doesnt say a word, but enstead turns and goes back inside. Riddle shakes his head and goes on his way, dragging his trunk behind him. It doesnt take him long to get to King's Cross.. Looking at his watch it says that its have past ten. As he enters the station, he takes a look at his ticket, "Platform Nine and three quarters?" He mutters to himselve. He stops to look things over, shaking his head. "Can't be...." As he says that he see's a fimilier looking girl. He starts towards her, but stops. She, sensing that he is there. She smiles at him. "Thomas, we can sit together if you'd like?" He nods but then says, "How do you..." "Oh... easy will do it together."
After she says this, she pushes her cart, along side Riddle's and they run towards the platform between Nine and Ten. "Swoosh..." they make as they go flying through. As the enter the other side of the platform. Riddle spots Merrideth getting on the trian, he follows her. As he gets on he drags his trunk behind him and they find a nice place to sit. He sits down and she, right beside him. She smiles at him, and he gives her his cold, but friendly look. "You live in an orphanage?" "Yes..." "Sorry to hear, must be a real shame?" He nodded "But, youll have fun at Hogwarts, my brother did." She looked sad after she said that. He saw that, and was about to ask what she ment. She saw the look on his face, "Brother got hit with a killing curse... me dad's dad hit him. didnt see that coming." His eyes widened. "Killing curse?" "One of the Unforgivable Curses... There are three in all... One the Imperius Curse, Gives the user total control over the one he throws the curse at,two the Cruciatus Curse, Is the torture curse... and third the Avada Kedavra... is the killing curse. No one survivce that." They began talking she got out her wand and showed it to him, "Its Beechwood and unicorn hair, seven in a half inches." She said as she handed it to him. He nodded while taking his out and handing it to her, "Mine is Yew with unicorn hair, and thirteen in a half inches." They excamined eachother's wand's. After about a minute or two. They gave eachother their wand's back. "I like it." Said Riddle, But, deep down he liked his best. "I like yours as well." As they were talking a very scrunny looking boy walked in. "You two best be changing into robes, my guess is we'll be arriving soon." Merrideth nodded at him as he left. They both changed in silence. After they put their clothes out that they changed out off, back into their trunks. Riddle smiled as they both sat back down.
"Anything from the trolley, dears?" Riddle who had'nt had any breakfest, bought some Bartie Bott's Every Flavor Bean, Cauldron Cakes, and Chocolate Frogs, and Merrideth bouth herself, a Blood Pop and some Chocolate Frogs, aswell. As they ate their sweets in silents. Avoice echoed throught the train; "We'll be arriving at Hogwart's within five minutes time. Please, leave your luggage on the train it will be taken to school separetly."
They looked at eachother, their face gleaming with exitement. They packd up the rest of their sweets and waited for the train to stop. The conducter blew the wistle, before stopping the train.
They stepped off the train into the cold, cool wind whipping around their faces. The got into the little rafts that were scatered amoung the water. As the boat's floated along the glittering water, Quinn and Thomas continued to talk. "Im a half-blood, you could say. My father and mother are vampires. Weird, I know. So, that makes me part witch and vampire. No, ones going to believe it. So, I keep it to myself." He nodded "All I know is my fathers name is Thomas Riddle, same as mine." "You dont know if hes a wizard or not?" "No..." "Well, just keep it to yourself, I suppose."
A few minutes go by and the boats come to a stop. They step out, and head up long and narrow stairs. "Wow.." Mummers some students Others just goake in amazment. Hogwarts is beautiful, the nice oak door, glitters in the moonlight. Someone pounds on the door, and it quickly but softly swings open. The children begin to mummer, A tall, brown haired wizard in maroon robes stands there, and with a curt smile leads them all inside. The door slams shut behind them. As they all pile in, there voice get louder and buzz through the air.
"Ahem..." Suddenly all is quit. "That's better. Welcome to Hogwarts..." He said as he took a look at all their happy faces. "It is so good to see all you're happy faces." Tom scoffed at that. Then ducked his head down as to make sure that Dumbledore did'nt know it was him. Dumbledore continued. "The feast will start in a moment. But, before that, you will be sorted into you're houses. There are Gryffinder, Hufflepuff, Ranevclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are here. You're houses will be like you're family's, any rule breaking will lose you points and triuphs will earn them. Now, I will be back shortly..." Dumbledore left the students to talk amoungst themselves... When he left...
Merrideth turns to Tom, "Gryffindor, stands for Gordric Gryffindor, a most brave and honorable wizard. Helga Hufflepuff a sweet, young witch. Rowena Ravenclaw, well she's fair enough.." She giigled after that. "And, Salazer Slytherin, a very powerful pure-blood wizard." After she said that Professor Dumbledore came back in. "Follow me students." He said as he shuffled them into a stright line. They all scuttled into the Great Hall, right into the front of the room inbetwean the older stundents and right infront of the teachers. The students stood there and as they did this the sorting hat, that Professor Dumbledore had just put down began to sing.
You may not think me pretty,
but don't judge on what you see.
I'll eat it, if you can find a beter hat then me.
For I am the Sorting Hat.
There is nothing in you're head that I can not see.
So try me on and I will tell you where you ought to be.
You might belong to bold Gryffindor;
where the brave of heart lay.
You might belong to fair Ravenclaw;
where those of wit and learning will always find their kind,
or sweet, valent Hufflepuff;
whose patience run true and unafraid of toil,
or pheraps in held shrewd Slytherin
those cunning solk whose only loyalty
lay to ahieve their goals by any means.
So, try me on for size.
Please don't be afaird, my friends.
For you are in safe hands.
(though don't fear for I have none.)
For I am the Sorting Hat.
So, come sit a spell.
After the Sorting Hat sang his song, Professor stepped forward with a long roll of parchment. "Now, students." Said Dumbledore. "I shall call you're name and place the sorting hat on you're head... In which case, you will be sorted."
Amacus, Antionette..." A rosy cheecked, red haired girl walked up, and Dumbledore placed the hat on her head. "GRYFFINDOR..." She smiled as Dumbledore took the hat of off her, then she skipped to the Gryffendor table, there she was welcomed with open arms.
"Artimius, Agusley..." She smiled as she walked up, she had a dazed look about her; almost a look that said she was on drugs. "GRYFFONDER..." She walked to the Gryffinder table and sat next to a weird looking boy.
Then he called ," Batsblood, Merrideth..." "Batsblood, Merrideth..." Who were put in Slytherin. Then Dumbledore called upon "Riddle, Thomas....", he walked up with a solumm look on his face, he really wanted to join Qiunn. He sat down, and he felt the cold, leathery hat be put atop his head.
"...Umm rip... very rip indeed. Your so egear to learn. Mind is eager to be filled, eager to learn..." He spoke, but only Riddle could hear his words. "...Right then..." Then he yelled, "SLYTHERIN..." Dumbledore took the hat off and Thomas walked straight over to Merrideth and sat down. Then Dumbledore called, "Nott, Thomas... and Thicket, Zandra..." Who were both called into Slytherin. Then, "Veruntez, Lucifer..." "Zabin, Trevor..." Who were sent to Ravenclaw...
