Disclaimer: I do not own Tom Marvolo Riddle or any other Harry Potter characters, those belong to J.K Rowling. But I do own Auxiliadora, Amadore, Admeta, Draconias, and Beatrice and the story itself. The title of the story comes from the title of an Aiden song of the same name.
"Auxiliadora, you need to hurry up darling!" called her mother as she hurried to get ready.
"I know mother!" said Auxiliadora as she grabbed all her school items and placed them in her trunk. Glancing at her black owl and it's vibrantly hazel eyes, she smiled at it. "Nox, its time to go to Hogwarts" she said as the owl screeched in happiness. When she was finally ready, she pocketed her wand and headed downstairs. "Lia, you take too long" said her older brother Amadore. His raven hair was cut short with his bangs hanging off to the sides of his face. He had a teasing smirk as she stuck her tongue out at him. "That hurt!" he said, placing his hand over his heart. "We all know you are just joking" said her older sister, Admeta.
Admeta was what Auxiliadora had hoped she'd look like when she was her sister's age. Full lips painted just the right shade of red, her almond shaped hazel eyes sparkled in amusement of her younger siblings. Her hair, raven like her families, was shoulder length and fell in a cascade of curls. The curls made her very sharp and defined face look regal, as if she could not be touched. With that, Admeta turned to her younger sister.
"Lia, I hope you enjoy your first year at Hogwarts. It was a wonderful time when I was there. Remember to open up a bit to new people, not everyone will harm you"she said as she helped Auxiliadora fix her clothes.
"I know big sister. But what if I'm not sorted in Gryffindor like you, big brother, Mother, and Father?" she asked, her fears overpowering the love her family held towards her.
"We'll still love you no matter what house you are placed in Auxiliadora" said Amadore, using her full name to show how serious he was.
Beaming, she quickly ate breakfast as everyone hurried to get her to the Hogwarts Express. Upon reaching the platform, they caught sight of Albus Dumbledore standing beside an eleven year old boy. His eyes were transfixed forwards, not even bothering to glance at the people walking over. His dark hair was parted neatly and his bangs were swept over to the right over his forehead. Clothed in peculiar clothes, even the Liddell family who were used to Muggle fashion could not place where one would get clothes made of gray fibers that looked like they were uncomfortable. He was pale and it was only when Dumbledore began to speak did he look over at the family.
"Ah! Beatrice, Draconias, what a pleasure to see you again. I see your youngest is here to attend Hogwarts now!" said the Transfiguration teacher with a warm smile.
Auxiliadora stared at the boy before her, catching his gaze with hers. Taking a step back, she felt like she was burned the moment she met his gaze. No emotion was shown in the pools of deepest blue. Turning away, she tried not to meet his gaze again.
"Yes Albus, this is Auxiliadora" said her mother as she pushed Auxiliadora forward. "Ah! Lia, it is a pleasure to meet you. I see you will probably follow in the footsteps of your older brother" said Dumbledore with a knowing glint in his eyes. "Or perhaps like your eldest sister?" he asked.
"Professor Dumbledore, I do hope that she stays away from my troublesome brother's path. Her studies are more important than pranks"said Admeta pointedly while Amadore just smiled. The family laughed before turning to the young boy watching them with contempt. "And who is this Albus?" asked Draconias. "Ah, this is Tom Riddle. I brought him here from a Muggle orphanage. He possess extraordinary powers" said Dumbledore.
When the train came, Auxiliadora said goodbye to her family and boarded the train along with Amadore, who was now in his final year of Hogwarts. Dumbledore left her and Tom by themselves in a compartment, so she pulled out her sketchbook. His cold eyes never left her as the sounds of scratching on parchment filled the air. She tried to ignore his stare, but the immense weight of the ominous feeling that hung overhead made her life her head and meet his gaze once more.
"May I help you?" she asked quietly. Tom turned his head and stared out the window at the passing scenes. "I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want them to do, without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who are mean to me. I can make them hurt if I want to...I can speak to snakes too. They find me, whisper things." said Tom quietly, his voice soft and velvety. "Parseltongue" said Auxiliadora, surprised by her realization. Tom narrowed his eyes and she waved her hands from left to right to show she meant no harm. "One who can speak with snakes is called a Parseltongue" she explained. He nodded but said no more, filing what he was just told away for later use.
The duo never spoke the rest of the way after that. When they arrived at Hogwarts, they sat in a boat together with the rest of the first years. Oddly enough, they were the only two in the boat. 'Something's not right about this' she thought to herself but did not mention anything. When they finally reached the shore, she followed the crowd indoors. As she waited for her name to be called, she heard Tom's name be called. "SLYTHERIN!" yelled the Sorting Hat as the hat barely touched his head. "Auxiliadora Liddell". Taking a deep breath, she walked towards the hat and could swear it began to smirk at her. "Ah another Liddell. I've sorted your whole family into Gryffindor, but your path doesn't start there. Oh no, your heart holds darkness within it, not a terrible darkness though. You have a passion for Dark objects, but no passion for pursuing the Dark Arts. You're tongue is quicker than your wit, and you are much like your brother: a trickster at heart. But Gryffindor is not for you, no, let it be...SLYTHERIN!" cried the hat. Jumping off the stool, she caught her brother's eyes and saw him smiling at her. Despite the hatred that Slytherins and Gryffindors had for each other, her brother wasn't letting that get in the way.
Sitting down at the table, she saw she was beside Tom again. Saying nothing, she chose to eat in silence as she saw her brother wave to her. Waving back with a warm smile, she pushed the feeling of being watched from her mind. Those deep blue eyes so filled with malice worried her to the deepest reaches of her heart, but for now, she would let it rest.
