"Azrael, I have important news for you. You will be going to Hogwarts. A letter has been sent to your mother addressed to you, read it" the man I know as father said in his usual raspy tone. His name? I would say Tom Riddle, everyone else however I would call him Voldemort. I was facing the back of his chair I couldn't see his face.

"Yes father, is there anything else?" I said I was 15 and going to be joining into 5th year, it took them a while to find me. Nobody knew I existed until my father gave Malfoy the Order to let slip that There was a witch in London who need a place to train. This isn't true of course I have mastered most skills training under one of the most powerful wizards in the world, it's all part of the plan.

"No my child, but I do ask try to be sweet. Have as many people like you as possible." Tom said, with a flick of his wrist he motioned for me to leave. Being the obedient child I was a curtsied low and spun on my heel, leaving my father to his thoughts.

"Riddle, do you need help packing" asked Draco from behind me, he was a year under than me but we'd know each other his whole life. He was an annoying little prat most of the time, but what do you expect Lucius is his father.

"No thank you Draco. I understand that I'm being driven with you to Kings cross station?" I ask I already know the answer of course but it's nice to make conversation might as well start now. Draco gently puts his hand on my shoulder to turn me around, not many people see this side of him, and his farther deems it weak.

"Yes and I know you don't like my father but we both have to put up with him for the car ride" Draco said, h reached behind me and grabbed my packed bag and dragged it to his feet.

"Azrael, Draco, It's time to leave" yelled none other than Lucius Malfoy.

"Speak of the devil" I heard Draco mutter under his breath causing me to giggle. Draco and I ran down the stairs, me faster than him as he was carrying both our bags. Lucius would kill him if he 'made' me carry my own bag. We reached the bottom of the 5 flights of stairs to see a scowling Lucius and my father smiling his sickening smile that could make anyone lose their breakfast, but I've gotten used to it.

"Good your down, you should have just made that filthy little elf do it" Lucius said dismissively. I hate when people talk about house elves like that. My father would simply die if anyone knew but we didn't beat our elves, in fact we treat them well they get plenty of breaks and money to go buy the things we need. It's truly funny, we've even released a couple of elves but they still chose to stay and work for us.

"let's go then, wingardium leviosa" I say with a flick of my wrist, the luggage floated away from Draco and into the trunk of the car parked just outside the door. I rushed to get in the car eager to go to school even if it is to help my father take over the world. The Malfoy boys soon got in the car too, obviously after paying respects to my father. Draco sat next to me in the back with Lucius driving, it was only a ten minute drive but the silence made it feel as if we had been trapped in the car for hours slowly suffocating. Until Lucius decided to talk, then it was just awkward and embarrassing.

"Have you thought about who you're going to marry yet?" asked Malfoy, it was true that most people in our general family got engaged around now, but I'd never thought about it.

"No Lucius, I have not. It has not been very high of a priority on my list since my father came back." I replied in an exasperated tone. Lucius had asked me this multiple times in an attempt to get me to marry his son. However he's never done this in front of Draco.

"Well then again on behalf of my son let me ask you to give your hand in marriage to him" said Lucius staring at Draco and K through the rear-view mirror.

"I've answered this question a million times Lucius, I have never changed my answer please stop asking me it is tiring." I answered Lucius knows that means no, but Draco might think something else I should clear this up, soon. I looked beside me to see Draco silently scowling at his father; at least he understands I said no.

"Well om another note I hope you are in Slytherin that would make your dad so proud, not to mention it would be a lot easier to keep an eye on you in case the Potter boy tries anything." Lucius says his eyes falling back on to the road. Thank god were about two minutes away!

"Actually my Father said that he would prefer me to be in any house EXCEPT Slytherin. Think about it. The smart ones will know that the Dark Lord and I share the same name already putting me under superstition but if I were in another house some of that suspicion should be raised. Especially if I'm in Slytherin rival house; Gryffindor." I explained patiently, as if I were speaking to a child. Just as I finished explaining the car pulled up to the train station I jumped out of the car as quickly as possible and ran to grab my trunk. Leaving the Malfoy's behind me I pushed the trolley as fast as I could to the area between platform nine and platform ten. I slowly counted the pillars to the third one and then ran my trolley quickly into the seemingly brick wall. All the adrenalin I had previously felt dissipated instantly a feeling of calmness and serenity washed over me as my body passed through the rippling barrier setting the human and wizarding worlds apart. I broke through the other side of the barrier only to find I was about to crash into someone. With a loud THUD the tall red head boy and I crashed to the floor, my silvery blond hair (which closely resembled the Malfoys) spilled around us like the petals of a blossoming flower. The tall slim boy landed on top of me and unwittingly pinned me to the ground, my short thin frame was tiny compared to him.

"Hey" I finally said after what seemed like hours of staring at each other.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't see you" the tall boy with red hair said. Slowly, almost unwillingly, he stood up and held his hand out to help me up.

"No it's my fault I was going to fast" I said laughing nervously "My name's Azrael" I continued looking into his brown eyes.

"George, I haven't seen you around here before, but you don't look like a first year?" the tall red headed boy I now know as George asked.

"That would be because I'm a sixth year, I've been home schooled up until now" I say with a smile. Shaking George's hand, as we started walking towards the train.

"Cool, I'm a sixth year too. Do you want to sit with my brother and I? On the train I mean?" George asked. This making friends thing isn't as hard as I thought it would be.

"Sure, sounds like fun" I say cheerfully flipping my platinum blonde hair over my shoulder. I liked this guy he's pretty cool so far.

"George! George! Ronald forgot Scabbers again can you- " the lady with red hair began, as she ran after George "who's this love?" the red-haired woman asked when she saw me next to George.

"Azrael, ma'am" I say with a small curtsy momentarily forgetting I was not at my father's house anymore.

"How very formal of you, Azrael, did I say that correctly?" the woman said I blushed at my sudden realisation of my actions.

"Yes you did, please, you were asking George something." I say attempting to move the attention away from me. I hate the spotlight it makes me uncomfortable, the only time I am okay with being the center of attention is while I dance and even I still don't enjoy it.

"Ah, right. George Ronald forgot the rat again would you please go find him and give him Scabbers. Also please don't scare this nice young lady off. Honestly sometimes it seems like hoping for grandchildren from the lot of you is hopeless" the Lady, whom I assume is George's mother walks off. When she was out of ear shot I start laughing so hard that I attract the attention of almost everyone around George and I.

"Shut up" George says grabbing hold of both our trolleys and passing everything except for wands and robes to old greasy man in front of us, the smell alone made me want to run and hide never mind the look he gave us.

"Relax it's only filch, creepy as hell, but harmless, unless you get detention." George said taking hold of my wrist and lightly tugging me towards to door into the train. We walked up the stairs coolly, my hair and jacket flying backwards as we move, hurrying to find an empty box. George stopped without any warning sending me crashing into him, this time however he caught me and we didn't end up on the floor. I looked into the box we had stopped at only to see a shorter red haired boy, a girl with curly, slightly bushy, hair, a boy who looked eerily like George, and Harry Potter. Harry Potter upon seeing me started to run his hand over the scar on his. Head as if in pain.

"Hey guys, this is Azrael. Areal meet, Ron, Hermione, my twin Fred and-" George started before I cut him off

"Harry Potter, I know him." I say looking at him indifferently snapping out of my trance of hatred I continued "it's a pleasure to meet you all. I hope we're all good friends" I say plastering a smile on my face even though all I want to do is kill the raven haired child in front of me. The child, whom was personally responsible for sending my father away.

"It's good to meet you to Azrael" everyone in the small box agreed, except harry. I continued to hold the cheerfully painful smile on my face until George spoke again, letting me relax a little.

"Fred we're not going to fit in there with you so Azy and I are going to go find another booth, you gonna come?" George said starting to move away without receiving an answer, but sure enough there was Fred faithfully following behind us. We walked down passing through at least four or five doors connecting the train before we found an empty booth. George let me slide in first I automatically sat next to the window, facing the opposite way to where the train was moving. George sat next to me and Fred sat opposite us. Just as we got settled a certain blonde haired boy walked past us, but stopped when he saw who K was sitting with.

"Riddle, why are you sitting with these pathetic losers, come, I'll take you to the booth where my friends and I are sitting." Draco said in the most unflattering way imaginable.

"You are Ordering Me! How dare you Draco Lucius Malfoy, Order Me!" I let out in a burst of rage. Only after had I realised what I'd down did I calm myself down "I wish to sit with these two please leave me alone" I said as I sat down.

"These Blood-Traitors, Azrael what are you thinking! What would your dad say! What would he think?" Draco said angrily looking between the twins and I. I had had enough; I stood up quietly and slapped Draco on the cheek.

"I am doing what my Father asked me to do, make friends and enjoy school. Do not EVER question me again. Do you understand Draco?" I asked, the boy nodded and walked off in a daze I sat back down attempting to compose myself, once I'm angry it is very hard to butt a cap back on that bottle.

"Don't listen to him, he's a prat." I heard George say, I smirked at this because I knew Draco's real nature and it was nothing like this, this is a mask he hides behind.

"Why'd he bring up your father anyway?" Fred asked from the other side of the booth, I don't think I should tell them who my father is at least not until I know them better.

"I don't really want to talk about my father. He's someone I have to really know someone before I can talk about him." I say looking at my shoes afraid that they are upset with me because I'm keeping secrets.

"Okay. You should probably go get changed we're almost at Hogwarts." George said. Immediately I threw the itchy skirt over my head and pulled off the white one I was already wearing, throwing a black jumper over my head and then put my wizarding robes on I looked at the twins, who stared at me in shock.

"What?" I asked wondering what was wrong, did I accidentally flash one of them?

"You just got changed in front of us?" said George bewildered.

"Yeah I didn't have to change my shirt so I thought it would be easier to just change here, you can too, and I'll close my eyes." I deadpan staring at the boys like they were insane. The boys took me up on my offer so I lent my head against the wind and closed my eyes. I must have fallen asleep because what felt like seconds later I was being shaken awake by George.

"Hey Azy, were here come one." George said as he lifted me up and stood me on my feet, still half asleep George put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me forward towards the boats. George picked me up and placed me on the boat putting my head in his lap as we slowly drifted away; it seems I fell asleep again.