"Albie. Why do I have to do this?" The albino woman asked the man.

"Because he would be more open to one of his own age, right?" The headmaster replied. "And by the way, Angela, it is time for you to interact with the students as their peer."

She grumbled.

"It is your duty to protect Hogwarts and all of their inhabitants." He reminded her.

She ran her fingers through her hair and her horns that resembled a ram's. "Fine." Black smoke swirled around her and she became a small child around the age of 10. She retracted her horns.

"Excellent, now the boy is through these doors." Dumbledore gestured to the door. "Also you should change your physical appearance just a bit. You do not want to scare him, right?"

"Fine." Her hair changed to wheat-colored blonde and her eyes blue. "Better?"

"Yes, his name is Thomas Riddle Jr. Be kind to him."

"I know. Sweet and submissive. I know how to act around children." She replied. She relaxed her face and had an easy smile on her face. "I'm going in."

She knocked on the door and went in.

There was a boy with dark hair and eyes, sitting on the bed. He looks at her with slight interest.

"Hello, who are you?" He says.

"My name is Angela and I'm a friend of Dumbledore." She says to him.

"Can you use magic, too?"

She smiles. "Yeah. I'm here to help you through Hogwarts and to be your friend, I hope."

"Okay." He stands up. "I should properly introduce myself. My name is Thomas Marvolo Riddle." He puts his hand out and she shakes it. "Please call me Tom."

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Tommy."

"Please don't call me that, Tom is fine." He frowns.

"Well, I guess the first thing you got to know about me. I love nicknames." She chuckles. "So Tommy, you can call me whatever you want."

"Crazy." He mutters in Parselmouth.

"Crazy? No that might not work."

His eyes widen. "You can understand that?"

"Yeah, of course. If I couldn't speak it, then Albie wouldn't let me keep my basilisk. Duh."

"You have a basilisk?" He said in awe. "Can I see it?"

"Sure, he's only a baby though." She takes his hand and leads him out of the room. "Come this way to my room."

The two ran out and Dumbledore was there listening the whole time. "Ho ho ho. He's in good hands" Then he walked away.

The two children went down a spiral staircase to a painting of a man and Angela just touched it and the painting opened up. The two went in.

"Where are we?" Tom asks in awe of the room basked in emerald light.

"This is the Slytherin's common room. The students sorted into the Slytherin house live here." She says. "That room is for the boys and that one is for the girls." She pointed.

"So you live there?"

"No, I'm 'special'. So I live in a separate room." She said and walked towards a painting of the founder, Salazar Slytherin. She touched the snake on the painting. The snake moved and the painting opened for her. "Come on."

There is another staircase but it goes upward.

"Oh, great. More stairs." He says sarcastically.

"Only a bit. I've been living here since I've came here." She walked ahead of him.

"How long is that?"

She didn't say anything for a minute and then "So, Tommy, what house do you want to be in?"

"I don't know that much about them so will you?"

"Sure. Well I'm a bit partial to Slytherin as you can see. This house is for those that are cunning and leadership. The house colors are green and silver. Our animal is the serpent."

"Why the snake?" He asks.

"Mas- Our founder is a Parselmouth like yourself. He was a kind man but cold to others. People used to call him Serpent-tongue." She smiles, fondly.

Tom looked confused. "How do you know how he was? Isn't he dead?"

"Uh, they are um stories that I hear from the pictures. They talk a lot, don't you know?" She answered nervously.

He hummed to her response.

"So Gryffindor is our rival. They are for those who are brave and their colors are red and gold. Their animal is the lion. They say he looked like one." She chuckled. "He acted more like a kid than anybody I knew, I mean they knew."

"How old are you?"

"Your age." She promptly said.

"Please tell me the truth."

"Okay, I'm actually thousands of years old." She turned around and looked at him.

He looked at her, seriously and burst out laughing. "Sure, you're thousands of years old."

She smiled at him and kept walking and she stopped. "There it is, home sweet home." She pulled open the thick iron door.

The two went in and the door shut itself. It was a rather big room with a king-sized bed and a snake who flung itself at her.

"Ah, baby. You miss me?" She cooed to me. She kissed its head.

"That's a baby?" Tom says in disbelief.

"Yeah, when he become an adult, he'll be as big as this school, maybe a bit smaller." she says.

The snake was about 6 feet long and hung over her neck.

"Who are you?" It hissed at Tom.

"I am Tom." Tom replied in Parselmouth.

"Interesting. I am Nagi. You may call me Your Highness."

"Nagi, be nice." She scolded to him.

The snake snorted and hopped off. He slithered onto the bed and curled up.

"He's very unique." Tom commented.

"Yeah, he's a good boy."

"You have a nice room." He looks around the emerald room with the rows of stuffed animals sitting on a shelf. "Definitely a girl's room."

"Thank you? People give those to me. Birthdays, Holidays. You know the usual." She went over to the shelf and points to a row on the bottom. "All of these are from Albie."

"Why do you call him that?"

"Because I've know him for most of his life." She answered.

"You mean your life?"

"Yes, that's what I meant. So we're friends?"

"Hmm, okay." He agreed.

"Ready for Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I hope you will stay by my side. You seem to have a vast knowledge of the school."

She smiled happily. "Then this is the start of the rest of your life. Welcome to Hogwarts!"


Please review. This was originally the story Morty, but this seems a better approach.