This story is based on Harry Potter written by J.K Rowling

This chapter is almost completely tom p.o.v.

Enjoy :)

Standing inside Mrs. Cole's office i look down at tom, he still has that dazed look on his face, and i haven't even told him about magic yet, though if what i saw in Dumbledore's memories is true he won't be all that surprised to know, the only change is that now he has a name for it and others like himself.

But before i tell him that i have to get Mrs. Cole to hurry up, you would think that she would be dieing to get tom out of here with how much she hates him, awful woman just wants to annoy us most likely.

Then Mrs. Cole decides to say, "i think you could choose a much better child than this one, a non-troublemaker." Yes she definitely has it out for him, probably his magic, makes him look like he is possessed in the eyes of religious fanatics. No excuse for being just as bad as umbridge though, never an excuse for that.

So i say, "it's a good thing i don't care about what you think, now do you have his paper work finally?"

She gets that sour expression on her face again and hands me his file, i then hand her official looking documents the ministry workers gave me, they aren't official but they look it enough so that by the time she notices i'm already gone.

I grab tom's hand and start towards the door, "lets go tom, i have so much to tell you."

As me and the woman named Hermione walk down the street i think about what just happened, i tom riddle just got adopted, this woman told off Mrs. Cole like i wished so many others had before her, and she has lots of things to tell me, what could that possibly be? Well today has already been unreal, i wouldn't be surprised if it had to do with the sort of abilities i have, but how would she know about that? I better just listen because i'm getting a headache.

Just then we walk into a food and clothes district, and Hermione asks, "do you have a favorite food, type of food maybe?"

I just stare for a minute, what am i supposed to say, its not like Mrs. Cole had a big variety of food so i stuck with that, "i couldn't say, i have toast for breakfast, sandwich for lunch and soup for dinner, and they didn't taste very good i don't think"

And just like that she was furious again, "if i ever see that horrible woman ever again it will be too soon and i will most likely rip her face off, maybe then she will stop useing make up."

Her anger is awe inspiring, i don't know anybody else who is like her, at least my life will never be boreing.

She gets a determined look and says, "we will have to fix that then, we will choose a place and you will try a little of everything they have, we can just take the left overs home and finish the rest durring the week, yes and i will try to take you to different places everytime, variety is important after all."

Home? Again? Not a one time thing? I can't wrap my brain around it. I have a home with a woman that has done things in the last hour that i thought would never happen ever. This isn't the best day ever, not yet at least because it can go sour fast, what if she isn't who she says she is? What if she is a good actor?

Might as well find out, "alright" i tell her, "i have always wanted to try curry, i heard someone mention it before"

She gets excited, "oh good! Thats a good place to start, there are many different kinds of curry, there is chinese, japanese, indian, so many kinds, which one do you want to try? And do you want to eat at the restaurant or order to go? Either way while we eat i will be telling you about the thing i mentioned before."

She is way too excitable, "japanese curry? Sounds interesting, i guess we should get it to go if we are talking about something."

She smiles a happy smile, "good choice, i'll get you curry and other things to, the biggest take out feast you have ever seen!"

I had to suppress a snicker, she was entertaining if nothing else.

After about 15 minutes we finally stop infront of a small, shabby looking restaurant and she says, "the most suspicious looking places can have the best food, judge the food not the outside." Makes sense i suppose, like judgeing a book by its cover.

We walk inside and she orders practically the entire menu, "hello, can i get an order of curry, steamed rice, supreme fried rice, udon noodle soup, miso soup, miso ramen, variety sushi and sashimi, a rainbow roll, spring rolls, egg rolls, pork and chicken dumplings, pot stickers, seaweed salad, and mixed tempora." She looks down to me, "did i miss anything?"

The guy at the counter just looks from her to me and back, wondering how they needed this much food, i just shrug at him because i don't know either, "drinks?"

"Ahh" she says as she slaps her forhead, "of course how could i forget, two hot teas, and that will be to go please, but we can have the tea now."

The man just shakes his head chuckles, and gets our tea ready, once he is done with the tea he rings us up at the register and hermione pays for everything and i'm not even going to ask how much it all was, i don't want to know. After that he says it will be 40 minutes before everything is done and he goes to the back to get the order ready.

I look up at her and ask, "are we really going to eat that much food?"

She just giggles and says, "not in one day of course not silly, thats your lunch and dinner for at least two more days, then we can choose another place to get a whole bunch of food from. Maybe we can get pizza next time."

I just sigh because i don't even know what that is.

As we wait for the food she starts asking me questions, "ok so what are your hobbies if any, favorite colors, favorite subject in school, clothing size, shoe size, all the things i need to know?"

Where to start, "i like reading but they didn't have any books there, i like blue, green, and orange, i like science, and english, but i'm good at everything else too, i'm not sure what my proper sizes are and i think i'm a five in shoes." (A/N: going with u.s. sizes, i don't know European sizes very well)

She has a thoughtful look, "hm thats fine we just have to figure it out when we go shopping later, after we eat"

I just look at her and say incredulously, "Shopping? Today?"

"Of course, after i tell you all about your heritage what else are we going to do? besides haveing you help me decorate the house of course."

I don't know why i expected her to start makeing sense all of a sudden, that will have to wait for later i guess. Heritage of all things for her to know, maybe she does know about the weird things i can do.

And after awhile the food is finally done and we are walking down the street untill we come to an alleyway.

"Alright" she says after we stop in said alleyway, "this is where we start on your heritage."

Looking around she is starting to make less and less sense, "and what would that be?" I simply ask her.

She smiles a secretive smile and says, "you're a wizard of course, you say the silliest things tom."

Wizard? But before i could question anything, she grabs my hand and i feel the most awful pulling sensation and its the most nauseous i have ever been. What the hell was that?

And before i knew it we were standing on a cliff in front of a nice looking two story house.

I look at her and say, "alright, explain, now"

She smiles a bright smile and says, "aha i knew you would take it well, after all you do have good control on your magic, how could you not suspect something strange."

Magic? I guess that could be a name for it, makes more sense then being possessed by a demon, it can only go up from there.

She starts toward the house, "lets talk inside."

I walk into the house and everything is so strange, there is no furniture and no colors on the wall, like no one lives here.

She notices and says, "i actually just moved here, i was staying at a room in the leaky cauldron before i got you, didn't want to decorate or get furniture before you were here, except for my room and office upstairs of course, i haven't painted the kitchen Either but i did get appliances and dishes."

Makes more sense now, actually hermione in general makes more sense now, you would think magic would make it more confusing but no it makes perfect sense, like someone telling you something you have known all along.

I start with, "explain, i get the magic and wizards thing but explain everything else."

She smiles and says, "good good, we have a starting point. Now you know you have magic and that you're a wizard, just like i am a witch and that there are others besides us, on the right track?"

I nod, makes sense, it would not be possible for me to be the only one.

She goes into what looks like a lecture mode, "well there are two separate societies, the wizarding world, and what we call the muggle world, muggle is the term we use to describe non-magical people."

I chuckle at that, fitting name if you ask me.

She continues, "there is a thing called the statute of secrecy, that means that anybody non-magial or a non-magical with no connections to the wizarding world, can't know about magic or wizards, and to tell anyone is illegal, and so is preforming magic on or near muggles."

"Why?" i asked, why would we have to hide?

She gets a sour look, "because of people like Mrs. Cole, thinking that we are the spawn of satan and all that"

Ah, yes she would be a bad person to tell.

She clears up, "of course not all people are like that, many would be surprised and curious, but you have to be carefull of the ones who would be fearful of the unknown, people do awful things when scared, and it only takes a few people to sway others into thinking we are dangerous. So it's safer to not risk it, but this leads to consequences in the magical world."

I sit listening with rapt attention as she continues, "because of this separation the magical world doesn't understand the muggle world and vise versa, and can lead to wizards hateing muggles or just seeing them as unimportant and lower then them."

"This causes three catigories for a wizard to be in, first theirs pure-blood wizards, the ones who have a family tree of wizards going back until the beginning almost, second is half-blood witch is the biggest group which includes both you and me, its when you have either one pure-blood parent and a muggle parent, a half-blood and a pure-blood, two half-bloods, muggle-born and a half-blood, and lastly pure-blood and muggle-born. That leads to the last and third group, muggle-born, which is when you are a magical person born from two muggle parents."

That is alot to take in, she said both her and i were half-blood right? Why the seperate groups?

"There is also a fourth group that the magical world doesn't like to talk about, squibs, which are non-magicals born from two magical people. They tend not to talk about it because to pure-bloods and some half-bloods a squib child is the ultimate shame and the end up casting their child aside."

I decide to post my question, "why all the seperate groups?"

She smiles sadly, "like i said before, the hatred of muggles led to the separate groups, pure-bloods believe that muggles are below them so if you have a muggle somewhere in your family tree, you are little better than a muggle in their eyes regardless of the fact that you are just as magical as any other wizard."

I start sulking, great this doesn't look good for me, "does this mean some wizards will hate me for no reason?"

She has the saddest look i have ever seen, "not as much as muggle-borns and squibs but yes, pure-bloods will make it hard for you, in everything you do until you prove you are better, others could care less as long as you can pull your own weight."

She then reaches across the table we are sitting at and puts her hand on top of my head and ruffles my hair, causeing me to scrunch up my nose. She giggles and says, "i know you don't know me very well, but just know that no matter what happens in your life, i always got your back, i am your support, for anything you want to do, i will help you get it done, the pure-bloods won't even see you coming." She says this with the most sincere and mischievous smile.

"Now lets talk more later, right now you need to eat, lets hope you can pick a favorite food for today, then we wait for some other wizards i hired to put security around our property, and then we go shopping after we pick all the wall colors, what do you say?"

I just sigh, "i say we have too much to do."

She laughs at me, "good, wouldn't want boredom to set in, and after we get clothes and furniture, i'll take you to diagon alley, wizard shopping district for more clothes because wizards have different fashion sense, and the book store, you will love all the material, and you shouldn't have a problem reading the books for first year curriculum, you will be one of the most prepared student to start at hogwarts."

"Hogwarts, whats that?" I wonder if there is a book about it.

She smiles, "getting ahead of myself, that is the school you will attend once you turn eleven years old of course, hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Lazing around for a few years isn't productive or fun, so i think i will be home schooling you in a few things."

I get excited but then i think, does she even know how to teach me these things? "How do i know you could teach me this stuff?"

"Good question since you don't know me very well you wouldn't know that i was top of my class when i graduated from my school, i moved here from the states so i didn't go to hogwarts but they taught the same things there, maybe a slight variation but nothing big."

She then looks at me with a stern face, half jokingly, "but no more wizard talk till after food, maybe after we eat i can show you my current library, not very big but it is decent."

My eyes widen, the possibilities that could have, "alright, i'm eating, when are those other wizards coming? What are they doing?"

She sighs and talks while she puts food on my plate, "i hired them to put wards around the property, for protection, nobody has a reason to come after us but you never know, so i like to be cautious."

Makes sense to me, after all muggles rob eachothers houses for no reason, i wouldn't think wizards would be too different, they just have different methods of doing things.

With that thought, i take my first bite of curry, and it is... glorious, not that anyone would catch me makeing a show of that.

That is more of hermione's thing with all of her expressive antics, i do have a reputation to maintain after all. I'll leave that to her, i guess you could say we can balance eachother out. Only time will tell.