Tom Riddle sat impatiently during Charms one Friday Morning. Glancing around at the Hufflepuff Fifth Years. One of them, he was going to meet, very soon. He knew he was very popular, and smart, at that. He had to be! He was a Prefect. All of the Hufflepuffs looked the same, yet very different than the Slytherins. Looking down at his watch, he smiled. Three minutes until lunch.
Walking through the corridors, he saw a group of what he guessed must be Gyrffindors. Finally, he found the Great Hall. Looking around, he walked towards a small group of girls standing in a corner. They were wearing blue ties, signaling them to be Ravenclaws.
"Do any of you girls know Elizabeth Cannery?" Tom asked the group. One of them nodded. She was rather short, and wore glasses. Her hair was straight, and shoulder length, it was a brown colour.
"That would be me," she said. "But call me Lizzie." She smiled, revealing blue and copper braces. Walking towards the Gryffindor Table she turned to Tom, looking at the Prefects Badge. After thoroughly examine him, she asked, "And you're Tom Riddle; aren't you?" Tom nodded. "Pleased." She put out her small hand, and he shook it. "Well, this is the Gyrffindor Table, Julie, or whatever her name is, should be here. Excuse me! Are any of you Julie Lila?"
Standing up, a tall girl came over to Lizzie. "Hello! I'm Julie. And you must be Tom and Eli- Lizzie." Moving a comma of her blackish brown hair out of her dark brown eyes, she smiled at us. "Well, do any of you know the Hufflepuff girl; or boy?" The two of them shook our head.
"HULLO!" The three of the lot jumped, turning to see a girl. She was about a half an inch shorter than Julie, but her hair was a blondish-brown colour, and it was pulled back. Her green eyes looked like Tom's, but a lot lighter, like a cat's. "You are Tom, and you are Julie, and you are Elizabeth, but you like to be called Lizzie." Astonished, they looked at her. "What's a matter with you lot? Oh, yeah that. I listened to your whole conversation."
Riddle felt a bit left out. Julie, Lizzie, and what he had learned, Phoebe, were all girls. Apparently, the other three of the Hogwarts Four's Heirs, were girls. How embarrassing. But, at least, he seemed to not mind them. Yes, Phoebe got on his nerves, he was deathly afraid of Julie punching him out, and Lizzie, she wasn't too bad. But, if any of them were to figure out his plains, it'd be her, which could be a problem.
A/N- Okay, Julie, Phoebe and Lizzie are me and my friends, fake names though. I absolutely HATE the name "Lizzie" in 1950-60's England, but she insisted.