A/N I wanted to make this a story for the readers where you fill in the gaps, but I had another idea. Anyway, I hope you enjoy~
My OC will be the main character of this story, except she's changed to fit this story :)
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Antheia POV
I sighed, pushing my trolly through the muggle world train station. This should have been my second year in Hogwarts, but because of my good for nothing father, this was my first year. I was pretty nervous and uninterested in going to this school but a sudden movement around my neck caused me to giggle.
My new pet ferret, Aneira. She had a beautiful pure white coat. I called her Aneira just because if translated to snow. I didn't want her to have such a common name since she was unique. I stroked her soft fur and she made herself comfortable in the crook of my neck. She purred as she soon lulled herself to sleep.
I could see a family ahead, standing inbetween two stations. I guess that's the station 9 and 3/4? I coughed to gain the attention of the woman. She turned around, slightly startled and smiled at me. I smiled up at her friendly aura and asked her if this was the platform 9 and 3/4. She nodded and explained what I had to do.
I thanked her as a boy shorter than me ran through. I smirked and set the trolley the other way round, so it was like a big scooter. I giggled as I used my foot to gain speed and I glided into the wall. I could hear chuckles behind me. I quickly moved out of the way so the other people could come through.
I saw identical twins come through and I could see their differences instantly. They waved at me. "Hey! We've never seen you around before..." One said while the other finished his sentence. "Are you in your first year?" I shook my head. "Second year actually. It just took longer for the, to find me I guess?" I chuckled and they stood at each side of me.
"Well, then. I'm George" the one to my right said and other one introduced himself as Fred. I smiled and introduced myself. "I'm Antheia Riddle" they smirk and spin their trolleys around like I did. They used them like a scooter and their mother scolded them. I couldn't help but let out a giggle.
Aneira stirred in her sleep and I picked her up in my arms. She lay down on my shoulder. They smiled at the ferret. George was going to pet her when she hid herself into my blonde locks. George pouts before Fred laughs at him. "So what did you call it?" George said, changing the subject.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Her. I named her Aneira. It means snow" they grinned at me. "Clever, say you wouldn't be interested in-" their mother smacked them both on the head. "Oh no you don't! Don't be going around and dragging pretty innocent girls into your plans! You're bad enough as it is!" I chuckled and they rubbed their heads, mumbling. "Jeez...we're sorry..."
I smiled at their mother when she hugged them. "Oh! Come here, I can't stand seeing you hurt" they grumble. I sighed and they smirked at me. "What's with the face? Like what you see?" My face flushed and my eyes grew wide. "As if! I was just wondering what it would be like to have a loving mother caring for you..." They frowned and their mother hit them on the head again. "Now look what you've done!" She smiled at me as Fred and George rub their heads and walk away from their mother.
"You can have me as your mother figure any day dear" she ruffled my hair and smiled, sending me off. I waved back at her and bumped into someone. "I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" It turned out to be a spoiled brat with greased back hair and grey eyes. "Hey! Watch where you're going lady!"
I glared down at him. "You want to say that to my face! Brat!" I scowled and he glared back. "Gladly! Get out my way!" I sneered at him before stepping infront of him. He shouted out, his parents soon coming over. I now only had my bag and frerret and boarded the train. His parents treated him as of he had been in a coma for three years.
I rolled my eyes and his father shouted for me. "You there! How dare you threaten my son!" I groan and turn back around. "Teach your son some manners and I'll consider apologising!" I saw Molly (the twins mother) give me a thumbs up and giggle and I waved back. I got on board and didn't see the smirk from the little brat aimed at me.
I soon came across a compartment with George, Fred and another ginger haired boy. I opened the door. "Ace room for another?" I giggled as they grinned and I held my hand out for th other boy. "The name's Antheia Riddlex, you?" The twins chuckled as the older boy shook my hand. Before he could speak, the twins had butted in. "That's our older brother, Percy Weasley" I sweatdropped. "That's his line..."
I sigh and try to place my bag up in the compartment but I was too small. I frowned but George helped me. I smiled at him. "Thank you" before sitting down next to Percy. I sighed, stretching out my arm so Aneira could run along it. I giggled at the strange sensation before stretching out my other arm.
She crawled up my right arm before falling into my lap, curling up. I stroked her white fuzziness as she soon fell asleep. George frowns at her though. I smirk. "Are you jealous Aneira is in my lap and not you?" George blushed a deep shade of red and Fred couldn't contain his laughter. Even Percy let out a chuckle.
Even though I had known the twins for a few minutes, it seemed like they had been with me for years. I let out a giggle but my smile dropped at George's next words. "Are you suggesting you would let me sit in your lap, Antheia?" I blushed and shook my head rapidly. "N-no! That's-s not-t what I meant!" It was George's turn to chuckle and mine to pout.
"You guys are so mean..." They grinned. "You started it!" They spoke at the same time, kind of freaking me out. I shake my head, a smile upon my lips. I brought out a ring that my real father had left me. You see, I was put into care of another couple, who only used me to do their dirty work.
I soon started to whistle a tune I knew of the top of my head. The twins grinned, as if they knew the song. "Say...does that have" George started "any lyrics?" Fred finished for him. I nodded for a moment and blushed. "You don't want me to sing do you?" I ask shyly. They nodded rapidly, I frowned. "But I can't sing..." They smirk. "Sure you can! Come on! It's not like we're going to judge you or anything" I sighed, nodding.
"Okay then. Just this once! Got it?" They nodded and I asked the twins to continue the tune. I closed my eyes before starting to sing the lyrics. To be honest, I didn't know how I knew this song, I guess my mother used to sing it to me and I was able to remember it? I took a deep breath and started to sing...
"There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too
Then one night, as I closed my eyes
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, "Peter Pan—that's what they call me.
I promise that you'll never be lonely."
And ever since that day...
There was a time when I was alone
Nowhere to go and no place to call home
My only friend was the man in the moon
And even sometimes he would go away, too
Then one night, as I closed my eyes
I saw a shadow flying high
He came to me with the sweetest smile
Told me he wanted to talk for awhile
He said, "Peter Pan—that's what they call me.
I promise that you'll never be lonely."
And ever since that day...
I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me.
Away from all of reality
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free
He sprinkled me in pixie dust and told me to believe
Believe in him and believe in me
Together we will fly away in a cloud of green
To your beautiful destiny
As we soared above the town that never loved me
I realized I finally had a family
Soon enough we reached Neverland
Peacefully my feet hit the sand
And ever since that day...
I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me.
Away from all of reality
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free
Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, Wendy Darling
Even Captain Hook
You are my perfect story book
Neverland, I love you so,
You are now my home sweet home
Forever a lost boy at last
Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, Wendy Darling
Even Captain Hook
You are my perfect story book
Neverland, I love you so,
You are now my home sweet home
Forever a lost boy at last
And for always I will say...
I am a lost boy from Neverland
Usually hanging out with Peter Pan
And when we're bored we play in the woods
Always on the run from Captain Hook
"Run, run, lost boy," they say to me.
Away from all of reality
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free
Neverland is home to lost boys like me
And lost boys like me are free..."
I open my eyes and smile. I can see Fred and George starring at me in awe and I blush. "You..." "Changed clothes?" I looked at them confused before looking down and seeing that in fact, I had somehow changed into my school robes. I sighed. Thank goodness I didn't transform...
I had forgotten about Percy until he had smiled at me and complimented my singing. "That was beautiful, you should sing more often" I thanked him and didn't see the mischievous looks exchanged from Fred and George. I started to hum and go back to fiddle with the ring.
~~TimeSkip~~
I was nervous. Really nervous. Fred and George were third years in Gryffindor. They were the only friends I had made, but they had told me they knew I would be quick to make friends. I had to be put into the line for the sorting hat along with the first years, where I saw the brat.
All I knew was that my father was placed in Slytherin. I knew had made a large legacy for me but I hadn't know what that had meant. Whether I was supposed to be exceedingly good or so terrible everyone knew about it. I sighed as I was called forward. "Antheia Riddle!" Most teachers gasp in shock and I became nervous. I slowly stepped forward and sat on the stool. I really hope I was in Gryffindor.
I crossed my fingers and the sorting hat sighed before grumbling and then finally shouted "SLYTHERIN!" I frowned. I sighed before I heard a teacher whisper to another. "What was her name again?" The other sighed, as if too bored to breath. "Antheia Riddle, why?" The first teacher chuckled. "Oh...nothing" I frowned. I felt a shiver crawl up my spin as I continued my way towards the Slytherin table.
I see a few first years and smile at them. (I don't know any second year Slytherins) They greet me since they know I'm older. I see a girl with black hair styled into a bob and poorly applied red lipstick, the girl next to her had long brown hair as well as brown eyes. I held out my had to them and they greeted me. "I'm Pansy Parkinson!" The girl with the bob hair grinned and the girl next to her smiled and said "I'm Millicent" I nodded after shaking their hands and sat down in front of them.
It was peaceful and quiet...
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...for about a second. I saw the pipsqueak sit down beside me and I glare at him. "That seat's reserved" he smirked back. "Oh really? For who?" I sneer at him, my glare harshening with each word. "Someone. Who's. Not. You." I flick him in the forehead and ignore him the whole time.
When it came to getting to our dorm rooms, Dumbledore asked me to stay behind to talk. I sighed and made my way towards him, the other teachers still chatting in their seats. Dumbledore waited until every student had left the hall before actually speaking. "Is your real name Riddle?" I nod. "Yes sir. No offence sir, but why would I lie about my name sir?" He gave me a friendly smile before placing a wrinkly hand on my shoulder.
"Have you been in contact with your father recently?" I shook my head. "No sir, I was adopted and I haven't seen my father since...but I do have something from him!" I smile with pride as I show him the ring. He gasps. "Would you mind if I borrow that for a bit?" A strange looking professor asks from behind Dumbledore and my eyes narrow. "I'm sorry, but this is the only thing from my father I have. It's the only proof I have that he even exists. I would give it to you, but since it's precious to me, I'm not risking anything. I'm sorry" but he wouldn't quite.
"Oh I can assure you it will be in capable hands" he takes another step towards me and I take a step back, shaking my head again. "No. That's my final desicion. This ring is mine and my father's property, not yours. He chose to give this ring to me, if he wanted you to have it, he would have given it to you himself" I give him a firm look, nit budging.
He sighed impatiently. "Yes. But if you would just let me-" Dumbledore stopped him from coming any closer. "That's enough Professor Quirrell. It is the girl's choice and her choice only" he then smiles at me and gently nudges me towards the doors. "Come now, I'll lead you to your dorm room" I smiled up at him.
I liked how he was so friendly and kind. This school may be nice after all...
~~TimeSkip~~
It was so close to the end of the year and that damned Professor Quirrell still insisted on giving him the ring! But, on the plus side, I had many friends...in Gryffindor. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Seamus and the twins, Fred and George. I had a lot of fun with them. Fred and George helped me prank the spoiled brat many times and we would always be successful.
There was about a month left of school and Harry and Hermione were obsessed at finding this 'philosophers stone', Ron just wanted to play chess. Of course, I smelt danger and adventure and naturally insisted I join them on their quest. Harry was hesitant but I ignored him. And now, here I am with the three of them, sneaking inside the door they found.
I saw a gigantic three headed dog, which Ron had told me was called Fluffy. I noticed a harp playing by itself and decided to listen to the tune. It seemed to lull the dog to sleep. The three noticed it was too quiet and I noticed the glowing eyes of Fluffy. Before it spotted anyone, I started to play the harp.
I mimicked the rhythm from before and they soon fell asleep again. I sighed in relief and Harru held the hatchet open for me. I quickly jumped down, only to be trapped in vines. Hermione was saying something about Devils Snare. I heard a whisper from somewhere. It was too deep for it to be Harry or Ron. But it had a shrill edge to it, making shivers go up my spine.
"Don't move...stay still, you'll find me soon enough" I gasped and my body froze on its own. Who said that? Who was I going to find? I gasped as I fell down to the ground. I groaned and rolled over. Hermione helped me stand up and Harry was next to fall, Ron was still struggling. I thought of the thing closest to mind and quickly shouted. "If you relax, I'll give you a kiss?" I just blurted out the most random thing that came to mind.
Hermione rolled her eyes when Ron suddenly relaxed upon hearing my compromise. He fell to the ground but suddenly sprang to his feet, smirking at me. I rolled my eyes as I pecked his cheek. He frowned. "I said a kiss, I didn't say where" I giggled and Harry laughed at Ron's dissapointed face.
We soon made it to a giant chess board. I smirked. I was a champion at chess. I gave an evil smirk as I quickly climbed up on a horse, playing the role of a knight. I instructed Harry to be bishop, Hermione in queen and Ron a fellow knight. I narrowed my eye. 'Let the games begin!' I smirk.
~~TimeSkip~~
We had won, guaranteed that I had basically just went on a rampage and destroyed each chess piece one by one. Ron was staring at me in awe and shock. "That was bloody insane!" I smirked as we ran towards a chamber. "I'm insane!" I practically jumped down the stairs, too exited about facing another opponent.
The others hurried down the stairs and gasped when they saw Professor Quirrell standing infront of a mirror. I glared at him. "You" he turned around to face us and smirked. "Miss Riddle. So nice of you to join us" he glanced at Harry. "And I see Mr Potter is with us too" I stood infront of Harry, hiding him from his line of vision.
"Stay away from him!" The same whispering I heard before echoed throughout the room. I couldn't understand what he was saying but Quirrell could understand him and he looked over his shoulder. "Are you sure, Lord?" I heard a cold voice that seemed impatient. "Let me see them!"
I gripped Harry's shoulder as the mental professor unwrapped his turbans slowly and carefully, revealing his bald head. I shrieked as I looked in the mirror. There was a face on the back of his head! It was alive! Harry gasped and Quirrell turned around and I silently begged him not to.
The face grinned at us, but it was not friendly. I whimpered in fear, not wanting to look at it. Harry's eyes grew wide. "It's been a long time, Harry" he spoke his name with such venom that I could practically see it sprouting from its mouth. I took a step closer, my hands shaking. "What are you?"
My voice was wavering and full of fear. "That is not the question...the question is who I am!" I screamed in shock as the face literally twisted in anger. I sniffle, my brown eyes welling up in tears. "Who are you then!" He smirked and screamed so loud it echoed. "I AM LORD VOLDEMORT!" I gasp. Voldemort looks at Harry. "Any last wishes? After you tell me where the stone is?!" I glare at him.
I sneered as he screamed in frustration. "It's about time I shoe my true self" I grumble only just loud enough for the three to hear me as Hermione and Ron had ran back for help. "You will not harm my friends!" I start to rise above the ground. "I am Antheia Riddle! Offspring of Mother Nature! Daughter to Tom Riddle! You can't defeate me!" I scream as I hold the ring up high.
I bring it to my other hand and place it on my ring finger and gasped as I fe,t my power surge through my veins. A bright light shin around me and my transformation took place. My hair suddenly changed from its short blonde locks into a flowing waterfall effect. My eyes were gleaming, only white light showing in them. My robes changed into my long white summer dress with vines twisting around my body. I had huge feathered brown wings protruding from my back, antlers sticking out from my head, plants tangled between the two. And a huge thick tail sticking out from my dress. I was barefooted and I slowly lowered myself to the floor.
This was my mother's form. The ring gave me the power to change between the two forms, a faerie and a wizard. I had internal power and didn't need a wand at all. I glared at the hideous monster infront of me, my hair flowing in all directions. I turned to Harry. "Run. Go!" I glanced at his pocket and he nodded, understanding what I was silently telling him.
I faced the two wizards again. "You think you can defeat me? The Dark Lord?!" I smirked. "I don't think I can" Quirrell was about to speak when I continued. "I know I can" I grin as I place my hand together, before slowly pulling them apart, creating a fireball. Since I was an offspring of Mother Nature, I could control all elements.
Voldemort seemed to smile before sneering. "Quirrell! Take care of this!" Said man turned and readied his wand. I glared. "So pathetic. You claim to be powerful, but you need a wand to channel your magic. You're weak!" I twirled the flame ball in my hand and aimed it at the professor. He aimed his own attack to counter it but mine was stronger.
Soon I heard voices. It was Dumbledore and my friends. I quickly used the fire from the lanterns to trap them inside a whirlwind of flames. I held it until Dumbledore Camino running into the room. I was flapping my wings to add more pressure to the tornado. Quirrell screamed and thrashed, trying to escape but it was futil.
I saw Dumbledore look at me in shock but quickly held his focus on Quirrelk and the face who claimed to be Voldemort. I soon lowered my hands, the flames returning to their lamps. I soon stumbled back as the words "I'll be coming back, dear...I haven't forgot about you" i gasp and fall back.
I kneel over in pain and grip someone's arm. I looked up and it just happen to be the one wizard I hate the most, Draco Malfoy.
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A/N hope you liked it and I am working on more chapters as we speak :)
