Tom Marvolo Riddle: The untold ~ Part 2
The hate for my father was overwhelming me. How could he have left my mother because she was a witch? I didn't care whether he was alive or not now. I felt disgusted that I had been given his name: Tom.
I asked Professor Dippett why he did this, he answered, saying that muggles are not like him and I. Why, they just don't understand that what we have is special, not a handicap. Anyway, we went to Gringotts, the wizard bank. We got out some wizard money, after a long and rickety ride to the underground. We surfaced from the bank and we went and bought all of my school needs. Included in my school equipment, was a wand. The very thing that I had been so excited about.
It was odd though, above the shop was a sign that read: "Olllivanders: Makers of Fine wands since 382 BC" and in the window there was a single wand on a cushion. I was wondering which wand I would like, I wanted a really powerful wand. So that when I was able to, I could strike down my father in fear, for what he did to my Mother.
I ended up with a 13 inch wand, Yew, with a core of Phoenix Feather. Mr. Ollivander said it was a powerful wand, I was happy with that. For it was what I had hoped for.
After a day of collecting various items that I would need, the headmaster said to me "Tom, you live in an orphanage, do you not?"
"Yes sir, I do" I replied.
"Well Tom, we at Hogwarts have decided that, because of your situation, you will probably find it a little easier if you were to stay here, at the Leaky Cauldron. Would you not?"
"Yes sir, I would like to stay here", I said. And with that he arranged a room for me to stay at. I was really happy. Just as Professor Dippett was about to leave, he turned to me and said " Tom, while you are here, please stay out of trouble. Also, talk to some of the people here and you might learn a little bit more. Oh, and one last thing Tom, we can arrange to have you over the Summer holidays, if you wish of course".
I sat there feeling as though I had been saved, saved from a life that was going down-hill.
I did what the headmaster had told me and I stayed in the Leaky Cauldron. I knew before that I had been different, but never this different. Anyway, I had more things to do than ever before. Diagon Alley was a great place to just sit and think, but all the time, when I had nothing to think, as I cast around for a subject, it always turned to: my Father.
Horrible thoughts like that came in and out of my life alot.
My favourite places in Diagon Alley were Florean Fortescue's Icecream Parlour, and Quality Quidditch Supplies. I first heard about Quidditch in the Leaky cauldron, Two wizards were talking about the Quidditch World Cup, and who they were barracking for.
Time passed quickly, and oddly enough, I was on the train to Hogwarts, but getting onto the train from the platform was a bit difficult. It seems that Professor Dippett had forgotten to tell me how to get onto the train. I kept checking my ticket over and over again but it clearly said Platform Nine and Three Quarters.
It was nearing 11:00 so I went to a family who had trunks, like I, and asked them how to get to platform nine and three quarters. They told me it was invisible, and then directed me to where it was, and sent me on my way. On the other side there was a maroon steam train waiting to leave. I scrambled on, and started looking for a compartment to sit in.
I ended up sitting near the end of the carriage, in a compartment that had only one other person in it, a small boy with dark brown hair. Oh, and if you were wondering, I have Black hair andam pale, with green eyes.
For ten minutes I sat there and not a word was spoken. Finally, I broke the ice with a "Hello, umm...err...are you from a wizarding family?"
"Yeh", he responded.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Nicholas, Nicholas Plumace" he said.
"I'm Tom, Tom Riddle" after that we started making conversation. A few hours later, we arrived at Hogwarts, what a sight!I was overjoyed. Then, this very large person started to yell out "First year's o'er 'ere!!" I went over to him.
He introduced himself asProfessor Binns, the schools History of Magic Teacher. We were then led to a fleet of boats and told that there were to be a maximum of four per boat. I took the nearest one. Once everyone was in we set sail over the smooth, dark, glossy surface. Only leaving a few ripples in the forever darkness that we were crossing. At the other side of the lake we left our boats and walked up to the main gate into the castle. The tall doors opened and we walked inside, silent, for we did not know what was coming.
Finally, we were stopped by a teacher, he introduced himself as Professor Dumbledore and said that he was the head of the Transfiguration Department. He then led us to a room and told us to line up. He said that when our names were called that we should walk out this door and onto the stage.
No-one had a clue why, maybe it was this test, maybe we had to battle something, maybe...
Only I knew. Professor Dippett had already explained this to me. I was the only one in this room that knew what to do. I felt rather proud. I sat there listening to them all whisper about what they thought was about to happen.
Well, when my name was called to put the hat on, I already knew which house I wanted to be in. Seeing as I was the last remaining heir:
Slytherin.
So when I went to try the hat on, I wasn't surprised at all the things he said to me.
"Parseltongue, Heir of Slytherin, Talented...why, I'd say that you will be powerful. Considering all of this, You should be in SLYTHERIN!"
It bellowed the last word to the whole of the great hall. I stood up and smiled, I had gotten what I had hoped for...
A/N: Leaving it there for the moment, thanks to anyone who reviews, I promise more will happen and the next part will be longer. Also, I don't own anything in this story, it all belongs to Miss J.K. Rowling. I'll try and have the next part up and ready soon.
The hate for my father was overwhelming me. How could he have left my mother because she was a witch? I didn't care whether he was alive or not now. I felt disgusted that I had been given his name: Tom.
I asked Professor Dippett why he did this, he answered, saying that muggles are not like him and I. Why, they just don't understand that what we have is special, not a handicap. Anyway, we went to Gringotts, the wizard bank. We got out some wizard money, after a long and rickety ride to the underground. We surfaced from the bank and we went and bought all of my school needs. Included in my school equipment, was a wand. The very thing that I had been so excited about.
It was odd though, above the shop was a sign that read: "Olllivanders: Makers of Fine wands since 382 BC" and in the window there was a single wand on a cushion. I was wondering which wand I would like, I wanted a really powerful wand. So that when I was able to, I could strike down my father in fear, for what he did to my Mother.
I ended up with a 13 inch wand, Yew, with a core of Phoenix Feather. Mr. Ollivander said it was a powerful wand, I was happy with that. For it was what I had hoped for.
After a day of collecting various items that I would need, the headmaster said to me "Tom, you live in an orphanage, do you not?"
"Yes sir, I do" I replied.
"Well Tom, we at Hogwarts have decided that, because of your situation, you will probably find it a little easier if you were to stay here, at the Leaky Cauldron. Would you not?"
"Yes sir, I would like to stay here", I said. And with that he arranged a room for me to stay at. I was really happy. Just as Professor Dippett was about to leave, he turned to me and said " Tom, while you are here, please stay out of trouble. Also, talk to some of the people here and you might learn a little bit more. Oh, and one last thing Tom, we can arrange to have you over the Summer holidays, if you wish of course".
I sat there feeling as though I had been saved, saved from a life that was going down-hill.
I did what the headmaster had told me and I stayed in the Leaky Cauldron. I knew before that I had been different, but never this different. Anyway, I had more things to do than ever before. Diagon Alley was a great place to just sit and think, but all the time, when I had nothing to think, as I cast around for a subject, it always turned to: my Father.
Horrible thoughts like that came in and out of my life alot.
My favourite places in Diagon Alley were Florean Fortescue's Icecream Parlour, and Quality Quidditch Supplies. I first heard about Quidditch in the Leaky cauldron, Two wizards were talking about the Quidditch World Cup, and who they were barracking for.
Time passed quickly, and oddly enough, I was on the train to Hogwarts, but getting onto the train from the platform was a bit difficult. It seems that Professor Dippett had forgotten to tell me how to get onto the train. I kept checking my ticket over and over again but it clearly said Platform Nine and Three Quarters.
It was nearing 11:00 so I went to a family who had trunks, like I, and asked them how to get to platform nine and three quarters. They told me it was invisible, and then directed me to where it was, and sent me on my way. On the other side there was a maroon steam train waiting to leave. I scrambled on, and started looking for a compartment to sit in.
I ended up sitting near the end of the carriage, in a compartment that had only one other person in it, a small boy with dark brown hair. Oh, and if you were wondering, I have Black hair andam pale, with green eyes.
For ten minutes I sat there and not a word was spoken. Finally, I broke the ice with a "Hello, umm...err...are you from a wizarding family?"
"Yeh", he responded.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Nicholas, Nicholas Plumace" he said.
"I'm Tom, Tom Riddle" after that we started making conversation. A few hours later, we arrived at Hogwarts, what a sight!I was overjoyed. Then, this very large person started to yell out "First year's o'er 'ere!!" I went over to him.
He introduced himself asProfessor Binns, the schools History of Magic Teacher. We were then led to a fleet of boats and told that there were to be a maximum of four per boat. I took the nearest one. Once everyone was in we set sail over the smooth, dark, glossy surface. Only leaving a few ripples in the forever darkness that we were crossing. At the other side of the lake we left our boats and walked up to the main gate into the castle. The tall doors opened and we walked inside, silent, for we did not know what was coming.
Finally, we were stopped by a teacher, he introduced himself as Professor Dumbledore and said that he was the head of the Transfiguration Department. He then led us to a room and told us to line up. He said that when our names were called that we should walk out this door and onto the stage.
No-one had a clue why, maybe it was this test, maybe we had to battle something, maybe...
Only I knew. Professor Dippett had already explained this to me. I was the only one in this room that knew what to do. I felt rather proud. I sat there listening to them all whisper about what they thought was about to happen.
Well, when my name was called to put the hat on, I already knew which house I wanted to be in. Seeing as I was the last remaining heir:
Slytherin.
So when I went to try the hat on, I wasn't surprised at all the things he said to me.
"Parseltongue, Heir of Slytherin, Talented...why, I'd say that you will be powerful. Considering all of this, You should be in SLYTHERIN!"
It bellowed the last word to the whole of the great hall. I stood up and smiled, I had gotten what I had hoped for...
A/N: Leaving it there for the moment, thanks to anyone who reviews, I promise more will happen and the next part will be longer. Also, I don't own anything in this story, it all belongs to Miss J.K. Rowling. I'll try and have the next part up and ready soon.