A/N: This was just an idea I had when I was writing my other fic, Slytherin Potter ::Shameless Plug:: I'd like feed back as to whether I should continue this or not ^.^
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own it?
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A tall, skinny, black haired, green eyed, boy of about 11 was laying on his back on the top bunk of a bed reading a book. He was in a room filled with many other bunk-beds and many other boys of a verity of ages, in the orphanage in witch he had grown up. He had been there as long as he could remember, the caretakers there had always told him that his mother had died right after giving birth to him. They didn't know where, or who, his father was.
This boy had always hated the orphanage, he liked to fantasize about about a stranger, maybe his father, coming and taking him away to some far off land full of magic and adventure like in all his books.
Little did he know he was about to get his wish.
"Hay, you have mail." Said one of the women who watched over them as she walked passed his bed, flinging a letter at him.
At first he didn't even look at the letter, he was getting to the end of his book and the climax was just getting underway. But then again, he hardly ever got mail, and the book could always wait.
He picked up the letter. The envelope was made of heavy, yellowish, parchment. His name and the orphanage address was clearly written on the front in green ink. The letter was closed by a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a snake, lion, eagle, and badger surrounding a large letter H. He carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the letter which read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Armando Dippet
Dear Mr. Riddle,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. read this first line over and over, his wishes had finally come true.
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So, what do you think? Do you like the idea of a story of Toms days at Hogwarts? Please review and tell me if you think I should continue this.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own it?
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A tall, skinny, black haired, green eyed, boy of about 11 was laying on his back on the top bunk of a bed reading a book. He was in a room filled with many other bunk-beds and many other boys of a verity of ages, in the orphanage in witch he had grown up. He had been there as long as he could remember, the caretakers there had always told him that his mother had died right after giving birth to him. They didn't know where, or who, his father was.
This boy had always hated the orphanage, he liked to fantasize about about a stranger, maybe his father, coming and taking him away to some far off land full of magic and adventure like in all his books.
Little did he know he was about to get his wish.
"Hay, you have mail." Said one of the women who watched over them as she walked passed his bed, flinging a letter at him.
At first he didn't even look at the letter, he was getting to the end of his book and the climax was just getting underway. But then again, he hardly ever got mail, and the book could always wait.
He picked up the letter. The envelope was made of heavy, yellowish, parchment. His name and the orphanage address was clearly written on the front in green ink. The letter was closed by a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a snake, lion, eagle, and badger surrounding a large letter H. He carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the letter which read:
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Armando Dippet
Dear Mr. Riddle,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Tom Marvolo Riddle jr. read this first line over and over, his wishes had finally come true.
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So, what do you think? Do you like the idea of a story of Toms days at Hogwarts? Please review and tell me if you think I should continue this.