The Riddle Unknown
By Iron Anne Flint
A/N: My friend always told me I should write a Harry Potter fic so, IceAngel89, this is for you!!
Oh, and everyone. (this is going to sound corny,) but please keep in mind that they are all talking in English accents...so when you read it, just put the accent there and it will sound a lot better...
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Harry was tense as he briskly walked down the long, busy hall of Hogwarts, trying to make his way to the Great Hall for lunch. He was through with his Charms, Potions, and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes. He gave an exasperated sigh, it seemed things were already hectic and he was only 5 days into his 3rd year! As he continued think, all of a sudden...BAM!! He didn't see the girl walking down the hall towards him and both ran headlong into each other. The students sat up rubbing their shoulders where they had gotten hit.
"I'm so sorry, Harry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" the girl said as she got up to help a stunned Harry to his feet, "Are you alright?"
Harry nodded as he continued to massage his sore shoulder, "Yea, I'm fine tha-wait, do we, uh, know each other? I-I mean, I don't remember...you know...meeting you before."
"Well, we did see each other once, but we never got formally introduced. I don't know if you'll remember...it was last year, and you were looking for voices you had been hearing that year. But down one of the corridors, you saw a girl who was in a corner, crying and had her hands over her ears. And when she saw you she immediately ran away."
Harry looked at her, a puzzled expression on his features. Then his eyes widened, "That was you?" the girl smiled and nodded. "Wow! I didn't recognize you! You've...er...gotten older." he said, with a nervous chuckle
The girl chuckled back as she bent down to pick up her books, "Well, it's been a year." she commented
Harry nodded and bent down to help her with the books "So, what's your name?" he asked as they both stood up
"Uh..it's Albertha, but please, call me Bertie." she said extending her hand to Harry who grabbed it and shook it, "It's cool to finally talk to you."
He smiled, "It's nice to talk to you too." he said, as they both headed to the Great Hall. It was then he noticed the Slytherin crest on her robe, "So you're a Slytherin?"
"Unfortunately yes. That is one of the many facts about me that I'm not proud of." she said, a touch of disdain in her voice.
His voice almost sounded surprised "So, you mean, you don't even want to be in Slytherin?" he asked
Bertie shook her head, "No, in fact, it's the last house I want to be in!"
"Really? 'Cause, usually the kids who get into Slytherin, want to be in Slytherin." he said
"Yea, thats true, but not in my case, I loath Slytherin. But the sorting hat put me there." she replied
"Do you know why?" Harry asked
Bertie's answer was immediate. "I'm positive it has to do with my family lineage." she said quickly, "They've all been in Slytherin. Well, that is except for me grandfather, he was a muggle."
Before Harry could say another word, someone else called him from one of the Great Hall tables, "Hey Harry! Over here!" a red haired boy shouted over.
Bertie peered over, "Looks like someone's trying to get your attention. I should let you go and eat."
"Well, why don't you come an' sit with us? I mean, I know my friends won't mind." Harry said
"A Slytherin sitting with a bunch of Gryffindors? I don't think that the other people at your table would take it well. It's alright, maybe we could talk later. See you, Harry" she said with a smile, then walked off to the Slytherin table
Harry nodded, "Alright, sure. See you later, Bertie."
As he watched the girl walk off, he thought, "There's something strange about her...oh well..." he then walked off to his table to eat lunch with his two best friends, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley.
"Who was you were talking to, Harry?" Hermione Granger asked
Harry sat down across from her and next to Ron Weasley, "We ran into each other in the hallway, she said her name was Albertha, or Bertie. She's a Slytherin"
"She's a snob then, I bet." Ron retorted
Harry shook his head, "No. In fact, she was really nice, and said that she loathed Slytherin. Besides," he turned around and pointed to her, "that's her, do you see her sitting with any of the other Slytherins?"
"Well, no." Ron began, "But that doesn't mean..."
"Just because someone's in Slytherin doesn't mean that they're always bad, Ron." Harry said
"Harry, did she say what her last name was?" Hermione asked
Harry shook his head, "No, she didn't. Why do you ask?"
Hermione sighed, "No reason. She just looked familiar, that's all."
To be continued...
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A/N: Hope you like it so far! The chapters will get longer! This is my first HP fic so please be kind! Lol! Please R&R