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Months faded in time as Auxiliadora spent more time at Hogwarts. Fall had come in a loud burst of fiery reds, outstanding oranges, and golden yellows. The leaves danced in the chill of the breeze passing by, causing Auxiliadora to pull her green and silver scarf tight around her neck. Her sketchbook was still on her lap as she scanned the grounds, watching a plethora of groups of friends play. With a faint smile, she began to sketch the scene until a group of 7th year Slytherins appeared in front of her.

"Well, well, if it isn't the blood traitor" hissed Dalmascus, his golden eyes narrowed in contempt. "How dare you soil the pure blood legacy of Slytherin with your traitorous ways" snarled Fran. The two leaders of the group were heavily admired by their cronies, who happened to be from many different groups of students. Fran was the Slytherin beauty with her pin straight chestnut hair that reached her shoulders and obsidian eyes, curvy figure, flawless complexion and full lips. Dalmascus was nicknamed the Slytherin Prince because he held regal features that gave the impression that he truly was a prince. His muscular build and bronzed skin making him appear a god. His midnight hair hung to the sides of his face, framing them and making his stormy eyes more intimidating.

Auxiliadora noticed Fran snatching her sketchbook from her lap and jumped up. "Aw the little traitor misses her sketchbook" cooed Fran as she gave a malicious smirk and she flipped through the book before settling on particular drawing. "So the traitor loves the Riddle freak? How adorable" screeched Fran, loudly enough for those in the vicinity to hear. "You two would be perfect for each other" spat Dalmascus as he ripped the page out and charmed it to fly right into the very person they were accusing her of having a crush on.

Tom Riddle had just exited the school and was scanning the grounds with his cool gaze when a piece of paper struck his head. Narrowing his eyes at the offender, he saw that girl from his classes standing in the middle with her head hung down. "Get lost Riddle freak" snapped Fran. His eyes flashed dangerously before Amadore rushed forward and pulled out his wand. "I suggest you leave my sister and Riddle alone Fran, Dalmascus. You wouldn't want letters written home about how this is the 20th time you've taken it upon yourself to harass students and not only that torture them. You are Head Boy and Girl, set an example" he spat as he grabbed Auxiliadora by her arm and dragged her away after she collected her sketchbook. They approached Tom as Amadore apologized for his classmates comments. "But why was paper thrown at me" was all Tom wanted to know.

"It was my sketchbook. I'm sorry" she said softly as she tried to avoid his gaze. He turned to her and then nodded before walking away from the duo. At that moment her friends, Audrey from Ravenclaw, Isabella from Hufflepuff, Penelope from Gryffindor, and Ashley from Slytherin came rushing over to her. "what in Merlin's beard was Tom Riddle doing beside you?" they all exclaimed in unison. Their distrust of a certain Riddle was infamous in Hogwarts, which was impressive as they were all first years and it had only been a few months since the start of the term. "Yeah Lia, what gives?" asked Penelope with her hand on her hip. Her straw colored hair ,which was pulled back into two pigtails on the sides of her head with owl feathers tied into the hair ties, swayed with the breeze.

Audrey just sat against a tree with her book, not really glancing up. "He's bad news Lia" she said softly as she brushed a strand of chocolate hair out of her view. Isabella had her jade gaze turned to the sky before she looked at Auxiliadora, brushing a strand of wavy shoulder length raven hair behind her ear. "Lia, we are just concerned. I do not think that his intentions are good" she said, her voice was like a fairy's laugh from hardly ever being used.

Ashley nodded. Her auburn hair was pulled up into a bun and her almond azure eyes narrowed across the grounds at Tom. "He's a snake" she muttered. "Well he is in Slytherin Ashley" said Penelope with a grin. Ashley turned her glare on Penelope while the gang chuckled. Auxiliadora enjoyed the remainder of her time with her friends before she said her goodbyes and headed to potions.

Upon reaching the classroom, she saw she was rather early and none of the other students had filed in just yet. Getting her stuff set up, she saw Tom walk into the room. His face was calm and his eyes were calculating, something that hardly ever changed. He saw her and approached her, sitting down beside her and getting his cauldron ready as well. "Your art is good" he said quietly, his tone giving her the suspicion that he didn't really want to admit that to her. "Thank you" she said softly and was silent until she saw Fran and Dalmascus enter the room. "Oh no" she groaned as she tried to hide herself from the duo. Tom narrowed his eyes at her action, sneering before glancing at the popular duo. "You are a coward" he said, not glancing at her. "I know" she said. He scoffed and looked away.

The room was silent until a blood
curdling scream came from Fran's perfect lips. Auxiliadora tried to block out the sounds, but it was no use. It was as if one was being burned alive while a dagger was plunged into their heart and twisted about. The screams made her blood run cold. Tom looked at Auxiliadora as Fran was rushed to the Hospital Wing and the professor dragged Dalmascus to the Headmaster's office. "They won't hurt you anymore" he said softly as the professor came back into the room. "Class will be cancelled today" said the professor who was as white as snow.

Curiosity peaked inside of Auxiliadora as she followed Tom. "You did that...didn't you?" she asked him quietly. With the slightest of nods that made her guess if she really had seen it, he confirmed her guess. The calmness in which he told her unnerved the young girl. "You won't tell anyone, would you?" he asked, his voice laced with fear. Auxiliadora shook her head and grasped his hand. "You're my friend Tom. I won't tell, I promise" she said with a warm smile. His fear ebbed away and he gave a sweet smile. "I've never had any friends. Promise me you'll always be there for me?" he asked, his innocence making Auxiliadora laugh. "Of course Tom. I'll always be by your side, that's what friends do" she said as they wondered around the corridors that led to their common room. "If that is true, then I'll always be by your side too" he said softly. Auxiliadora smiled and he smiled back at her. "Auxiliadora" Tom started when she smiled. "Call me Lia. All my friends do" she said, energy seeping from her words. Her change of personality caused Tom to become confused, but he thought little of it. "Very well then. Lia, why is it you will not tell on me?" he asked, his speech elaborate for an eleven year old.

"The Dark Arts and Dark artifacts interest me. I would never pursue them, or even use them. But their origins and what they do have always held my attention" she explained. Tom, silent while she spoke, absorbed everything she said. When it got late, the duo walked back to the common room. "Well, goodnight Tom" she said as she bounded up the stairs to the girls dormitory. "Good night Lia" said Tom as she left his sight. In the flames burning in the fireplace a wicked smirk formed on his pale features and a malicious glint.


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