Chapter Two: The Heir
He had been snooping around inside my head while I was sleeping; there was no doubt about it. Oddly enough though, I wasn't worried about it, there wasn't much that he could get out of me that I wouldn't have willingly divulged if he had only asked. I woke up about halfway through the train ride and found him staring at me again; internally I rolled my eyes at the typical reaction when teenage boys saw me, and I don't say that to be conceited, though that's exactly what he would have said about me had I voiced my opinions.
I knew a good amount of information about the boy sitting across from me, though he knew very little if anything important about me. Power radiated from him and though I was not afraid, I was if anything challenged. He had always tried to undermine me, whether he remembered it or not. His eyes met mine, and it was the first time I noticed it but his eyes were a dark shade of sapphire, to the point where they were almost black, but I made no comment, nor expression that revealed my jealous thoughts. I turned away my gaze and stood to get my robes from my bag.
"What are you doing?" He said, a bit of what I detected to be curiosity and annoyance in his voice.
"Being mindful of my surroundings and getting my robes to get changed into before we arrive at the school which I expect to be soon, you ought to do the same." I pulled my wand from my boot and laid it on the table beneath the window. As I was laying out my robes, I noted a peculiar silence, "Something on your mind, Tom?" I voiced sarcastically.
"Your… Wand…" He spoke, awe clouding his true feelings.
"Yes what about it?" I kicked off my shoes and took off my cerulean turtleneck, leaving on my white tank-top before slipping into my white blouse, before turning to see his hand hovering over it. "You may touch it." Surprised at my own words, I sat back down.
He grabbed the handle delicately and ran his hands over it. "Ebony wood with… What core?" He looked up at me expectantly, a side of Tom that I have never seen before.
"Acromantula and basilisk venom," His hands caressed the tip and the base of the handle, each inlayed with diamond cut crystals. "The purest quartz that is known to man, with no defects, is what you seem to be admiring."
He put the wand down and looked back up to me with an unreadable gaze, "It is beautiful." He turned his gaze away and I turned around, pushing away the flashbacks of my mother when she was alive and well. I slipped my gray skirt over my leggings and then pulled them off, replacing them with my blue knee highs. He cleared his throat, "Would you like me to stand outside while you change?" I sat down, slipping into my blue vest and pushing through the bronze buttons.
"Considering the fact that I'm already changed, you don't have to." I leaned over and tied my shoes. When I looked back up I noticed that he was already in his robes, and fumbling with the tie. "Guess I'm not the only one with tricks up my sleeves?" He scoffed an unpleasant but bearable sound.
"I'm more powerful then you could ever be, silly little girl." I snatched the tie from his hands, wrapped it around my neck and tied a perfect knot, before handing it back to him.
"Is that why you felt the need to snoop around in my head while I was sleeping?" Mr. Riddle was silent for the duration of the trip.
The train slowed and eventually stopped and I collected my bags, and Tom did the same, though we walked out of the train together, we parted at the Thestral carriages without another word.
Dinner passed as though nothing were different from the last meal we had here. At the end of such, I gathered up the students of my house, and led them to the Ravenclaw tower on the west side of the castle. Once all the students were inside, I left Alexandra to deal with the rest of orientations while I fled to my sanctuary.
I closed my eyes and walked through the door to the Room of Requirement, taking in the silence. I imagined a plush couch and a nice fire and they were adequately supplied when my eyes reopened. I curled into the cushions of the couch and let sleep roll over my mind.
I clutched the rag doll I held in my hand, as I walked through a set of large oak doors. A boy met me at the door while the police officer that I was with went to talk to an older looking woman behind a desk. The boy had jet black hair and dark eyes, the color unintelligible. He smiled an evil smile and I shivered, but followed him as he led me out of the big room and into a smaller one down a hall filled with doors. He grabbed my doll when everyone was out of sight.
"What's this silly girl? Your dolly?" He pulled a loose string and one of my doll's seams split and my bronze and sapphire locket fell out of it, which he picked up curiously, examining the front. "This is mine now." I reached for it but he drew back and then his hand came whipping across my face. "Stupid girl, you don't take things from Tom Riddle!"
I woke up with a gasp, and noticed that the fire by my feet was out and I figured it was well past curfew. I slipped my prefect badge from my pocket and pinned it to my robes before leaving my sanctuary and heading out towards the dormitories.
I kept my head low, and stayed close to the walls. I realized that there was someone else walking about when I ran into them head first, the two of us falling on the floor chaotically.
"Ciara Linday!" Minerva McGonagall yelled. "What are you doing out at this late hour?"
"I could say the same to you Minerva." She growled in an attempt to scare me off but I laughed and simply walked away from her and towards the door.
I knocked once and the eagle whispered.
"What came first the phoenix or the flame?"
I answered quickly, "A circle has neither a beginning nor an end, dear eagle."
"Ah, so the heir of Ravenclaw has returned again this year."