A/N: hello people, I know I keep starting stories but if I get an idea it literally won't leave me alone until I write it down. So we got a harry potter fic now, yip. And yes there's an OC and yes he's going with Hermione or is it Fleur, cos why not. This takes place at the start of the third movie and carries on.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or stories.
Chapter 1: Return of the hat
Morpheus POV
We'd just got off the train, and were proceeding to the boats. Me and most of the others were spooked about the Dementors but I wasn't bothered having grown up around them. Most of the kids surrounding me had been going here two years, and now it was there third, but for me, and some others, it was our first. We had been sent to a different school, me and my friend Jonas, but now we had to attend the famous Hogwarts. Home to the VERY famous Harry Potter, I was terrified, I had convinced myself as long as I could talk that I was not my father, and now I had to convince an entire school.
We were led into the school grounds by an elderly lady, by the name of Mcgonagall, she led me, Jonas and about twenty others up to two giant doors and as the other kids filled in our twenty stayed outside the hall. Mcgonagall turned to us and began "Now I know some of you are from different schools and may not be accustom to our rules and regulations but I will ask you now to obey them none the less" She looked round challenging anyone to question her. I had to admit she looked like the teacher that no one messed with and I could respect that. "When you enter you will be called up one by one and sorted into your houses, as you are not first years I assume you all know how this works. We have four houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin" I noticed as she said Slytherin there was a slight hint of displeasement. Slytherin however was the one house I was familiar with, again it was him, no matter how much I tried to push him from my mind someone would bring something up to remind me of him. Jonas noticed my discomfort and nudged me "Hey…you okay"
"Yeah, fine" I was a very good judge of facial expressions and emotion and I could tell he didn't believe me but before we could say anything else the doors opened and Mcgonagall stepped through with the rest of us in tow, I could feel everyone's eyes on us and lowered my eyes. From the look of things, it looked like all the announcements were already given. We reached the steps and Mcgonagall began calling out the names. I was getting more scared every second, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath remembering all the training my father gave me, if you could call it training, being scared is a weakness, I forced myself to look up with a neutral yet intimidating expression.
"Jonas Mitchell" Jonas shot me a sympathetic look and proceeded to walk up to the hat, within a second of it placed on his head, the sorting hat shouted Gryffindor, he got up smiling and began walking to the table. I was pleased that at least if I was an outcast here, he wouldn't have to be. The rest of the names were a blur before I heard one very distinct name come up.
"Morpheus Riddle" Mcgonagall boomed before looking at us, then looking back at the scroll realising what she just read out. All the teachers were having faces of shock aside from one, Dumbledore.
No one POV
Everyone was silent, a pin could be heard dropping as Morpheus made his way up to the chair people began noticing the pendant around his neck of a scorpion and his skull ring but what shocked people the most were the scars on his hands and one under his eyes that went down his cheek. His eyes were down, expression impassive, trying to avoid everyone's gaze. As much as he tried he could not keep his head up. Mcgonagall who had overcame her shock placed the sorting hat on his head.
"Interesting very, interesting. I sense every quality for each house in you. The bravery of Gryffindor, the cunning of Slytherin, the intelligence of Ravenclaw and the…kindness of Hufflepuff" if everyone's eyebrows were up as far as they could go, they managed to inch up just a little further. "However…I see in you the same darkness your father had, yet it seems to be directed at one man…" All eyes turned to Harry, as he was the obvious choice, the boy who lived had gone deathly pale in fear "…Voldemort himself." The people's eyes were back at the front again in shock; Morpheus whispered "If he'd done to you what he's done to me, you would hate him to". Despite whispering everyone heard it, half the people who were gawking at him now had expressions of sympathy.
The sorting hat concluded "and yet, you pity him, you pity his loveless life and you hate that he has passed it onto you… I have seen you… and your bravery is higher and greater than anyone else in this room, you have suffered more than anyone here yet you have persevered… GRYFFINDOR!" Morpheus' eyes shot up in surprise as the house began clapping him; he slowly stood up and made his way to the table, the look of shock still present on his face. He sat next to Jonas who clapped him on the back; opposite him were two ginger twins, who were identical in every way. They leaned forward and extended their hands. "Hi, I'm Fred"
"I'm George" they said simultaneously, Morpheus looked up in surprise that anyone aside from Jonas would actually speak to him.
"Um…hi I'm Morpheus" he said shaking both their hands
Fred replied with "Strange name…do you mind if I ask…what's that on your arm?"
Morpheus was praying no one noticed the snake head on the inside of his hand, without another word he rolled up his sleeve showing the mark of Voldemort, the only difference was that it had been burned into his skin forcibly. The twins widened their eyes at this shock, before they could say anything it was back up his sleeve.
The rest of the evening passed rather peacefully until it was time to go to their dormitories, they were led to the fat lady and told the password. It wasn't until Morpheus was in his dorm that he realised his bed was next to Jonas' and Harry Potter's. Morpheus set up his clothes without a word to Jonas or the others until he noticed a small packet in his trunk. Sweets, and not just any, his own personal creation. "Hey Jonas, remember these" he said chucking one to Jonas who chucked it in his mouth and began roaring like a lion. Everyone in the dorm stared at him and Jonas in wonder before Morpheus realised he had an audience. "Um…does anyone want one?" he said, timidly. Slowly a boy with black hair walked up to him and said "Yes please" Morpheus handed him one before he said "My names Neville, by the way, Neville Longbottom".
Morpheus allowed himself a small smile before saying "It's nice to meet you Neville" after that Neville popped a sweet into his mouth and began sneezing yet as he did, he began making elephant noises. Everyone laughed as did Neville. Next a boy, who called himself Seamus, asked for one and began making sounds like a monkey, soon the whole dorm was in stitches. Morpheus slowly made his way to Harry before asking "Do you want one?" To say Harry was shocked was an understatement. He thought that the son of Voldemort would hate him, but to be even talking to him was something Harry did not expect. It took him a minute before he answered "Okay…if it's alright?"
"Yeah, sure" Morpheus half expected him to turn around and just hit him. As Harry put the sweet in his mouth Morpheus realised what sweet it was and shouted "WAIT!" Harry looked at him in shock before steam erupted from his ears and the sound of a train filled the room. When it faded everyone was in hysterics, even Morpheus. Once he noticed Jonas sighed in contempt, it had been a long time since his friend had laughed like that.
One by one they all drifted off into a natural sleep, waiting for what tomorrow had in store for them.
First chapter done, I'm on my way through the HP universe
Till next time
PS who should I pair Morpheus with, Hermione, Fleur or anyone else
