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To put my feelings in simple terms; I was terrified. But excited, a mixture of the two.
It was finally time for me to go to Hogwarts, to escape to Hogwarts. I had waited and waited, counted down the days, and finally it was time. Time to be freed from my father's death eaters, free from the abuse and torment. It was time for me to mingle with witches and wizards my own age.
Growing up was lonely, and awful. I had no friends, nor anyone to speak too. The death eaters I lived with mostly ignored me, and when they didn't ignore me, they were usually being horrid to me, reminding me not to be a failure, or that when my father was strong enough he'd kill me or something. Empty threats. But they scared me slightly.
The only way I managed to get my Hogwarts supplies was so sneak out of the mansion I lived in and buy all the things I needed. However when all the stuff arrived at my house, the death eaters locked me in my room for days without food as punishment.
That all aside, I managed to get myself and my supplies to the train station with the help of one of the house elves. I thanked them and left for the train. Walking through the corridor of the train was almost surreal, it was loud and busy. Something I had never experienced.
I stopped by a compartment with three boys and one girl. They all looked slightly familiar, especially the blonde boy.
Smiling I opened the door, they all looked up at me, not smiling. Its like I pissed them off.
"Sorry, could I sit here?" I asked.
The girl, scoffed at me and spat out a no. The boys said nothing but now I had a closer look at the blonde boy I knew where I recognised him from, he looked like a mini version of Mr. Malfoy, I had met him a handful of times but enough to remember his face.
"Are you a Malfoy?" I asked him.
He stood up, looking anger than ever and stepped closer to me.
"And what's it to you?" He sneered.
Confidently, I held out my hand. "Rosalie Riddle, nice to meet you" I smiled, I watched them all suddenly change when I said Riddle. I may hate my father, but the name defiantly had perks.
Malfoy sat down, and they all smiled up at me, it was kind of creepy.
"Of course you can sit in here" The girl said, smirking I took my seat.
The train journey mostly consisted of the three boys chatting away, and the girl trying to make conversation with me. Once we arrived at the train station, my nerves were near controlling me. I tried keeping it together, I absently played with my long black hair, a thing I usually did when I was nervous.
I tried to shake the nerves away and followed the group towards the boats. The older students were taken to the castle via carriages pulled by Thestrals, I felt really jealous, I'd love to pet them.
I watched Hogwarts come closer and closer, it was magnificent, maybe the most beautiful castle I had ever seen, not that I had seen many. But I was in love...
We were shuffled out of the boats and into the castle and told to wait in front of a massive set of doors. I had to be sorted into Slytherin, I didn't even want to think of the abuse if I wasn't. Which felt silly to me, they're just groups at a school. Regardless, I did hope I was in Slytherin, green was a good colour for me.
"So what they're saying on the train is true" Malfoy started to speak, he moved away from our group. "Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts"
I suddenly felt so much rage and anger. Harry Potter; the boy who lived, the reason my father was near dead, the reason I was raised by death eaters. If he didn't exist maybe my life would be less of a hell. Probably not.
I stayed put, I couldn't exactly start an argument here. Professor McGonagall came back to us and brought us through the Great Hall. It was magical. I forgot all about Potter when I saw the candles floating in the night sky.
And the once the sorting hat sung a song, it was time to be sorted. Professor McGonagall started reading our names alphabetically. And when Potter's name was called our, the room was suddenly full of gasps and whispers. It made me nervous, wonder what the reaction of my name would be.
Potter was on the chair for some time, I could read his lips, he was begging not to be put in Slytherin, like Slytherin was a illness, it annoyed me. They're just houses..
"Gryffindor!" The hat finally called out, Potter looked relieved, the red table roared with cheers and then Professor McGonagall called out my name.
There wasn't gasps, or whispers. There was only silence, I couldn't tell if that was worse. Slowly I walked up, everyone's eyes on me, was enough to make me feel dizzy. I sat on the stool, and the hate was placed on my head. I couldn't react, I was so scared if people saw if I were actually scared.
"A Riddle?" The hat spoke, even the hat sounded shocked. "You're different from the last Riddle, there's a different spark in you"
What did he mean by that, I wasn't given time to ask, as the hat screamed out 'Slytherin'
The table didn't roar with excitement the same way the Gryffindor table did, there were a few claps and that was about it. It hurt, but I can understand why. At this rate it was unlikely I'd have any friends because of my father.
The last boy, a Weasley was put into Gryffindor, I had heard about the Weasley's, never in good light, they were blood traitors, the sort I was not suppose to interact with.
Soon the tables were covered in food, and everyone was stuffing their faces. I had never seen this much food before, nor had I tried half of it. I ate until I felt bloated and ready to pass out into a food coma.
When we left for our dorms, I was sharing with the girl from the train; Pansy and a girl named Daphne. She was nice. I loved our common room, it was beautiful, windows from floor to ceiling showing the outside, which was under the lake, I could see merpeople, and other creatures swimming around, it was amazing, we had a fire too, and fancy ornate looking furniture. I loved it.
I spent my evening unpacking all my things, I had brought so many books, I basically set up my own mini library. Classes started tomorrow nice and early, and I had everything ready and I was ready.