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I've just nicknamed this chapter "I'm Bored" you'll see why as you read it. I hope you like it and take the time to review!

Wednesday 14th March 1984

Morning
Hogwarts

I was board. Bored, bored, bored, bored, boooorrrred! The lounge was boring and the kitchen was boring. Besides I wasn't allowed to do anything in the kitchen. Sev said it was too dangerous. Huh. What did he know? He was only a potions master. Not a chef. He worked in a lab-bor-a-ta-torie not a kitchen.

It was raining outside. It was always raining outside. Sev never let me go out in the rain. He always said I would get ill. But I never got ill. I was healthy thank you very much. I sighed and jumped out of the window sill. He said I shouldn't do that either but he wasn't here so he'd never know. Ha! That would show him for not letting me go outside.

I really wanted something to do. So I left the lounge and went to his classroom. Maybe he'd let me help him out. Maybe he'd let me make something. Huh. As if. That never happened. But sometimes he let me stay in the room and watch. If I sat behind his desk on his chair and promised not to move. Then if I did want to move I had to hold his hand.

I pushed open the door to his classroom and everything looked purple. Strange. I walked in anyway and found Sev in the middle of the room. He was looking into a cauldron.

"Sev." I pulled his trouser leg.

"Abigail what are you doing here?" he asked and moved over to the next person.

"I'm booooorrred."

"Did I not tell you it was too dangerous for you to come here this morning?"

"Well it doesn't look dangerous." I muttered.

"Abigail." He had his ex-hasp-perated face on.

"But –"

"No but's, come." He held out his hand which I was supposed to hold onto.

"I know where the door is." I snapped and stamped all the way to the door. I slammed it behind me.

"Fine." I muttered to myself. "Herbology is way more fun anyway. Ha! He wouldn't like me to say that."

I skipped all the way to the greenhouses.

"MO!" I called. She always let me call her Mo even though her name was Pomona. She was a nice lady. She always gave me hugs. "Mo!"

She was in the second greenhouse which she always said was really dangerous. Everywhere seemed to be dangerous here. But I came here all the time with Sev. How dangerous could it be? I walked up to Mo and pulled on her skirt.

"Wha-? Abigail, what are you doing here?" she asked. She was frowning. "Give me a minute." She said to her class. She took my hand and took me outside the green house. "Abigail, you know you're not supposed to go in there alone."

"I wasn't alone. You were there. And your class." I said back. There was no way she could say no to that.

"Does Severus know you're here?"

"Severus." I said remembering I was angry with him. "Said I couldn't stay in his classroom. Apparently it's dangerous."

"Did he say you could come here?" Mo put her hands on her hips and looked at me like Sev did when he was angry.

"Well." I looked at the floor and moved my foot around. "He didn't say I couldn't."

Mo sighed.

"You can't stay here today. We're working with Mandrake plants in a minute. You know what those are, don't you?"

"Yes." I mumbled.

"Why don't you see what Minerva is doing?"

"Alright."

The walk there took ages. Really, really ages. There were a lot of staircases to go up and they kept in moving whilst I was on them which was fun. Sir Nick said hello and talked to me about his death day again. Boring! I was glad when he left.

"Oh, Abigail!" Min said when I walked into her room.

I saw a cat turn in to a dog.

"You can't stay here today my dear. It's too dangerous."

"Everyone said that already!" I shouted.

"Abigail Evelyn Snape!" she almost shouted.

"Sorry, Minerva." I said and walked back out.

Well what was I going to do now? I sat outside in the hall way and kicked my legs against the back of the bench I was sat on and whistled a song I made up as I went along. I was good at whistling. Really good. Sev though it was annoying sometimes but he said I was good at it too.

Then I had an idea. I decided I was going to see what Dumb-a-Dore was up to. He was really called Dumbledore but he let me call him Dumb-a-Dore. I made it up once when I was making up a song and he let me call him that ever since. The song was really good. I sang it as I skipped up to his office.

"Dumb-a-Dore, Dumb-a-Dore

No one likes music like Dumb-a-Dore.

Dumb-a-Dore, Dumb-a-Dore,

How weird are you?

Chocolate frogs and Lemon Drop,

Sherbet Lemon and Flying Frisbee,

Dumb-a-Dore, Dumb-a-Dore,

How weird are - Arrgghhh!"

I screamed. I was knocked to the floor and something was licking my face. It was all wet and slobbery.

"Fang!" I laughed. "Stop it!"

"Fang! Bad dog! Come here yeh daft thing." I heard Hagrid say. He pulled Fang off me.

I got up and wiped my face dry on my sleeve. Sev was going to kill me later for that if he found out. He said I always had to use a handkerchief.

"Sorry abou' that, Abigial. He's just a bit excited, see."

"It's alright, Hagrid." I smiled. "Can I play with him in the castle? Sev says I can't go outside today and I'm bored."

"Sure yeh can! Make sure he don't go down in the dungeons mind. I don't think Perfessor Snape will like that."

"Well he's boring then. Come on Fang, let's go and chase Mrs. Norris!" We ran off as Hagrid told us that that was a vey bad idea.

We didn't get far before I saw a tall man with ginger hair. I'd never seen him before and Sev always told me to be careful of strangers. I stopped walking. Fang did too. He tried to hide behind me but I knew it wouldn't work. He was taller than me. So that he didn't drool on my head I stood to his side and kept a hand on his shoulder.

The ginger man smiled at me and kneeled down. I began to feel less shy but not by much.

"What's you name?" the man asked. His voice was kind. Like I imagined a father's to be.

I shook my head and looked to the floor. I could tell I was blushing.

"Well, my name's Arthur Weasley. I'm here to talk to Dumbledore about my boy, Bill. I was going to bring my wife Molly, but she's feeling under the weather."

Well if he was going to talk to Dumbledore then I guess he must be a nice man. And I knew Bill Weasley a little. He talked to me a few times and said his dad was great. I supposed I wasn't in any danger. Besides I had Fang with me.

"I'm Abigail. This is Fang. He'll bite your hand of if you hurt me so be careful!" I warned.

"I will. He's Hagrid's dog I suppose."

"No. He's a familiar."

"Oh I see. Well, hello, Fang. Abigail, will you show me to Professor Dumbledore's office?"

"But you already know the way there. I mean, I bet you came here so why do you need me to you show the way? You're just trying to be nice aren't you?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"I would like someone to talk to on the way to the office. It's a long way you know."

"I know!" I said glad that someone finally saw that I was right. Sev always said it wasn't far but it was. "It's so far from here. I bet I'll be hungry by the time we get there. He'll offer me a Lemon Drop but I don't like them."

Mr. Weasley laughed. I kept on talking and we walked to the office. Fang came too.

"Password." The gargoyle said.

"Lemon Drops."

The door opened. As we went up I began singing my song again.

"Dumb-a-Dore!" I called into the office. "Dumb-a-Dore, Mr. Weasley is here to see you."

"Thank you for bringing him. Lemon drop?"

"You know I don't like lemons."

"Never mind, never mind. Perhaps, Abigail you could give Mr. Weasley and I a few minutes?

"But I'm BORED!" I shouted and crossed my arms over my chest. "I want to stay here!"

"Now, now, Abigail that is no way to talk to the headmaster." I heard a familiar voice say.

I turned round and smiled. Lucius was here with Narcissa and Draco.

"Draco!" I said. "Let's go and let the adults do boring adult stuff."

I grabbed Draco's hand and pulled him out of the office. Fang came too.

"What is that thing?" Draco asked once we were back down the stairs. He was pointing to Fang.

"He's a dog, stupid." I rolled my eyes.

"I know that. What kind of dog?"

"A big one. Dunderhead."

"It's not going to hurt me is it?"

I narrowed my eyes. "He might if you don't do as I say."

"Fine." Draco scowled. "What do you want to do?"

"Let's go exploring."

"I don't think that is a good idea."

"Aww, you scared?"

"No." Draco said and walked off.

"You're going to get wet if you go that way." I called after him.

"How do you know?" he called back.

"Because it's raining outside and that's the door to get outside. Idiot." I muttered 'idiot' under my breath.

"Fine." He stomped back to where Fang and I were stood. "Where do you want to go?"

"Have you ever been on the stairs?" I asked.

"Of course I have. Stairs aren't exciting."

"These ones are. Come on!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him after me.

I ran to the middle of the castle and pulled him up the first staircase we came across. It began to move. Draco screamed like a little girl. I laughed at him. As soon as it stopped moving he began to run rest of the way up.

"Draco –" his foot fell through the missing step. "Wait."

Slowly I made my way over to him.

"Hurry up, Abbie! Don't just leave me here!" he wailed.

"But you look so funny."

"Help!" he yelled.

"Give me a few of those chocolate raisins you've got and I might."

"You can have all of them. Get me out!"

I grinned and pulled on his arm. He came out easily.

"Hand 'em over." I said and held out my hand.

"No!"

"You said!"

"No!"

"Are you going back on your word?"

"No! Yes! No! Fine!" he snapped and pulled his bag of chocolates from his cloak pocket. "Severus is going to tell you off."

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. And you won't tell him. Will you, Draco?"

"Yes."

"Alright." I shrugged. "I'll tell your mother and father you were scared to come exploring."

"Okay. Fine. I won't tell. But only if we get out of here."

"Alright. Umm…let's go back that way."

We went all over the castle. Draco was scared most of the time but I was having fun. I gave him some of his – my – sweets and we went everywhere.

"Where are we now?" Draco asked.

"The dungeons. Sev works down here."

I sat on a bench that was part of the wall. Next to it was a suit of armour.

"What are you doing here?" I heard the Bloody Baron ask. He sounded angry.

"Wh –" I put a hand over Draco's mouth and put my finger to my lips.

There was a gap behind the suit of armour that I looked though. I could see the Baron talking to a man I had never seen in the castle before. He had brown hair but I couldn't see his face.

"I'm looking for something."

"You know Dumbledore won't let you leave – alive, Riddle."

If Dumbledore wouldn't let him leave alive then he must be a bad man. The bad man raised his wand and made the Baron go all still. He couldn't move. I spun round and grabbed Draco's hand. I began to run down the corridor. Both of us didn't make a noise.

I pulled Draco down a different part of the dungeons.

"Tell Sev what we saw. I'm going to get Dumbledore."

I began to run to Dumbledore's office. When I got there the gargoyle didn't let me in even when I gave him the password.

"There's a stranger in the castle." I snapped. "I need to tell Dumbledore."

"Alright but don't come running to me when you get told off for going up there."

The door opened and I ran up.

"Dumbledore!" I shouted and pushed to door open. "Dumbledore! There's a bad man in the castle. He hurt the Bloody Baron in the dungeons. Draco went to tell Sev."

Dumbledore knelt in front of me.

"Do you now what the man looks like?" he asked.

"No. But his name is Riddle."

Dumbledore stood up. "Lucius, Narcissa, you must hide; Arthur, stay here. Protect Abigail." Then he disappeared.

"Severus! Severus!" I heard someone shout.

My class looked up from their work and looked at the door which had banged open.

"Severus!"

"Draco?" I asked. What the hell was he doing in the castle?

"Riddle!" he panted.

I felt my knees go weak. Shit. This can't be good. Not to mention he's supposed to be dead.

"A man called Riddle is in here! In the Dungeons!"

"Stay here. All of you."

"He's not here today, Mr. Riddle." Mr Weasley said. He sounded brave but he had been scared a moment ago.

I was hiding in the other room. It was really hot beneath the blanket I was lying under but I could see the bad man. There was a tiny hole and I was looking through it.

"Tell me where Dumbledore is and I will let you live."

I shivered under the blanket. Not because I was cold. I was scared. The bad man's voice sounded dangerous. I hoped Mr. Weasley would be alright. Mr. Weasley was nice. I didn't want the bad man to hurt him.

"I told you, Mr. Riddle, I do not know where he has gone. I was supposed to meet him today and as you can see he is not here."

"I do not –"

Something pulled at my stomach and everything felt horrible. Like I was being squeezed through a small pipe. After a moment I opened my eyes.

Dumbledore was holding me. We were stood in front of the gargoyle that guarded his office.

"What happened?" I asked him. I felt safe now. If Dumbledore was here everything would be alright.

"Now is not the time for questions, Abigail. When Severus arrives do not let him up to my office. Tell him you're hurt. His life may depend on it."

"Okay." I was really scared now. Sev was in danger.

Dumbledore put me down. He went into his office.

"Abigail!" I heard Sev call.

"Sev!" I called back.

He ran up to me and knelt down.

"Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

I nodded and looked to the floor. He'd only believe me if I cried. I needed to cry. I thought about something that would make me cry. Sev being hurt. That thought made me sad.

"He pushed me against the wall and my head hurts." I cried. "Will you take me to see Madam Poppy?"

He picked me up and waked away from Dumbledore's office.

When we got to the hospital wing he lay me on a bed. He shouted for Madam Poppy. She came over to the bed and Sev told her what was wrong. She waved her wand over me.

"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong." She frowned.

"But it hurts." I cried. "It hurts really bad."

"Madam Pomfrey said there was nothing wrong." Sev said.

"She's quite right, my boy. He's gone, Abigail, you can stop pretending now."

"Okay." I smiled and sat up.

Meddling fool! He may have needed me but instead of admitting that he told Abigail to pretend to be hurt. Oh he knew she was my only weakness and he just had to go and exploit it. Knowing there was nothing I could say that would make him admit he was wrong I turned my attention to Abigail.

"Let us go and ensure young Mr. Malfoy hasn't exploded something in my classroom."

"Okay." She smiled and jumped of the bed.

She took my hand and pulled me out of the hospital wing. It wasn't long before the questions came.

"Who was that man?" she thoughtfully asked.

"A man called Tom Riddle."

"Who's Tom Riddle?"

"A very dangerous man. I will tell you about him when you are older and will understand."

"Dumbledore said he would kill you if you went up to the office. Is that true?"

"Yes. But everything is alright now. Dumbledore ensures us it is safe."

"What does ensaws mean?"

I chuckled despite myself.

"Ensures. It means he knows for sure. He knows for sure we are safe."

"You think he's lying." She accused.

My heart ached a little. How could a little girl tell when I was lying when the Dark Lord could not? Sometimes I thought she was too clever for her own good. I sighed. She stopped walking and I looked down at her. After a moment I knelt down to her level and placed my hands on her shoulders.

She looked into my eyes. I looked into hers and wondered how in the world she could be the daughter of such a monster. She was kind and caring, always thinking of others. Shy even. How I had managed to raise a shy child I would never know, but she was shy.

"Tom Riddle is the true name of the Dark Lord Voldemort. He was a dark wizard who started a war and killed many people. He was a terrible ruler who had no mercy and tortured his own followers just because he could sometimes. He was killed by a young boy called Harry Potter. His mother sacrificed herself to save him which meant he was protected from the Dark Lord's magic. Before he was killed the Dark Lord devised a way to come back. As you saw today he has returned with the help of someone loyal to him. Do you understand?"

She nodded. "Voldemort died but can come back. Who would want to help him?"

"Someone who wants another war."

"That's why you think Dumbledore is lying."

"Yes." I nodded.

"Does that mean you are still in danger?"

I knew she'd ask this. I wished she hadn't but I knew she would.

"If Dumbledore says we are safe then we will be. For a while. I will tell you if ever I am in danger from him again."

"Alright." She nodded solemnly. For a moment she looked five times her age. I hated seeing her like that but at the same time it was a good sign. When the Dark Lord did finally return and have a large stable of followers she would be in more danger than even I, the spy. If she could handle news like this at her age then when she was older she could handle a lot more. She'd be strong. Hopefully strong enough to spy against the Dark Lord. Her father.

That was a fact that still did not sit well with me. The Dark Lord was her father. It did not matter to me that that was the truth, what mattered was that he would claim her as his own. He would want her to stand by his side and betray everyone she knew and loved. He'd ask it at the drop of a hat.

And I had to raise her to spy. I had to raise her like a… pig for slaughter if she was to have any chance of survival. She would most likely be the spy who would secure a victory for the light. She'd still be a child when he came back, of that I was somehow certain.

I'm actually quite nervous about this chapter. I've never written anything from the point of view of a 4 year old before and I hope I've done it justice. Please leave an honest review!

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