A/N: Continued from the last chapter! This is longer than the last one!
I looked from him to the nurse, not sure what to do at the moment. So, I did the only think instructed to. I walked up to him, pulled the envelope out of my pocket, and handed it to him. I saw the nurse try to peer at it, but Dumbledore politely shook her off. His eyes widened, but then they died down, and he had an amused smile. I now wondered what was written in that envelope, but then he looked at me. What shocked me next were the words that came out of his mouth.
"Madame Roselyn, this young lady here is Hermione Granger. She is an exchange student from an all girls Academy. It seems that when her parents were getting ready to leave, they were attacked by a dark wizard. I'm sorry for your loss miss Granger." He looked down at me with sadness, as if he knew what I'd been through. It was true that my parents were dead, and they were killed by a dark wizard. I was glad that he thought up of a lie for me though instead. I guess Granger wasn't a popular wizard name, so it seemed okay to use. The nurse seemed to be hanging on his every word with concern. Then Professor Dumbledore spoke again, looking at me.
"Miss Granger, I trust you are well enough to come down for your sorting tonight." It took a moment for me to realize he was talking to me, but then I shook my head, and forced a smile. He then started to speak again. "Good. Now, you will be sorted after the first years, so just wait beyond the Great Hall doors. They won't be that hard to find, I'm sure a smart witch like yourself will find them." He gave me a wink, and I smiled at him. I sat up in the bed and noticed I was in Hogwarts robes still, but the Gryffindor badge was taken off. At least my cover wasn't blown. Dumbledore then turned to the nurse, and spoke a few words while I started to put on my shoes.
The nurse came over to me and placed a charm on me. She said that it was so I looked cleaned up for the sorting. I noticed that the first years would actually begin sorting really soon, so I would have to leave. I walked over to a mirror and noticed that I now had no blood stains, and my hair was still a little bushy, but straighter, falling down in ringlets. I gave a smile and noticed I still had the necklace upon my neck. People would probably think it was from a boyfriend, but they could and would talk all they want. I said a quick good-bye to the nurse, and headed down to the Great Hall.
I wasn't nervous, and I wasn't shaking. In fact, my head was up confidently, and my face showed no fear. I guess since all I have been through changed me, but at least I wasn't a nervous wreck. I knew there were other things at hand here though. Once I got to the Great Hall doors, they were closed but I could hear clapping, and a faint Dumbledore's voice. I stood in the middle, back straight, emotionless. I could do this, and nothing would stop me. I placed a smile on my face, and waited for the doors to open.
The doors opened, and every head turned to face me. I ignored them and looked up to Professor Dumbledore. I almost forgot that he wasn't headmaster at this time, for he was sitting down at the table, and another man was by the hat. I remembered reading about him, his name was Headmaster Dippet and motioned for me to come and sit on the stool, so I gave a quick nod, and started to walk down the long aisle. I took quick glances at the house tables, and could see lots of people whispering about me. I knew I still had some bruises, but none were on my face. That was a good thing.
I approached the hat, and sat down on the stool. I looked straight forward at the doors that I came through. The hat was placed upon my head and I heard it starting to talk to me, through my thoughts. The hat knew everything
'A time traveler? That's illegal you know. Don't worry; your secret is safe with me.'
'Now, what house shall we put you in? You are a smart one, but not Ravenclaw. You are very loyal, but Hufflepuff would not suit. That leaves only two houses. Slytherin and Gryffindor. I see you were once in Gryffindor, but you have changed now, haven't you?'
I didn't talk back to the hat; I just tried thinking for it to hurry up with the sorting. This seemed to take a few minutes, and it seemed to be my longest sorting ever. Finally, the hat spoke to everyone in the great hall.
"Slytherin!" My eyes widened a little bit, how could he place me to Slytherin? The hat was removed and I walked over to the Slytherin table. I started to walk down it, ignoring the invite from people to site with them, some even threatening. They only wanted to know how I got here, and if the rumors were true. I wouldn't give them that delight though. I would just try to avoid them all, while working on the task at hand. It was an odd task and I didn't see how it would help, but maybe Dumbledore just wanted a better life for me here. I really had no clue. I took a seat at the very end of the table, and assumed everyone knew I was a 7th year. Dippet probably told them. Just as food appeared, a badge also appeared on my plate. Noticing it was a head girl badge, I looked up to the staff table with confusion. Professor Dumbledore gave a slight nod of the head, and I gave a faint smile back. The badge then magically appeared upon my robe. That's when I noticed a few other students sitting around me. There was an open seat in front of me, but that was the only vacant one. Mostly guys were sitting around me, and now I felt a tad out of place. I looked around the great hall and noticed mostly guy eyes on me. I looked down, hoping I didn't look so ugly that they couldn't stop but stare. Just then a male from my right spoke to me. He had short blonde hair, with features upon his face which made him look younger than he was, but also a little cute.
"Welcome to Slytherin, my name is Abraxas Malfoy. Maybe I can show you to your head quarters... "He said with a wink. I rolled my eyes at him.
"No thank you, Malfoy. I am quite capable of finding it myself." I replied back with a stern voice. I would probably have to start calling him by his first name, but it just sounded odd to me.
"You'll come around. So, tell us about yourself. Where are you from, why are you here?" He said in a little more demanding voice. I suppose Dumbledore didn't tell them everything, or they weren't paying attention. That's when I noticed someone sit across from me, he was a handsome person, if I had to say so myself. He had black hair, and was tall. He also had dark eyes, which only made him more memorizing. I now knew that this was Tom Riddle, and I looked away from him in disgust.
"I'm from an Academy of all girls. I'm here because I transferred here. Now if you don't mind, I have to go find the head quarters." I saw him raise an eyebrow. "By myself." He seemed to turn back to his food, so I stood up and started to head for the doors. That's when I noticed another presence beside me.
"Allow me to show you the way. I am head boy after all." I was going to object but it would probably look suspicious if I suddenly knew my way around. We walked out into the halls, and I started to follow him along. I then noticed who it was, Tom Riddle. 'Great, Just Great!' I thought. I would have to share living quarters with him!
We approached a portrait near the room of requirements and inside the portrait was a little girl in a white dress, with a boy in a black suit. They were holding hands, and looking at us, awaiting the password.
"Serpent." He glanced in my direction, but I just watched the two children in the portrait laughing. That's when I noticed the portrait open up, and I made sure to remember the password. I walked in and noticed that the room was covered mostly in green, but also had other colors as well. There were black couches that were in front of the fireplace, forming a box, except there were only three couches there. There were to tables off to the left side, which were in front of two large bookcases and they had wooden chairs around them. They must be for studying or eating at. I looked up and noticed that above one door the name 'Head Boy' was there and above another door 'Head Girl'. I ignored Tom, AKA Voldemort, and walked up to my room. I opened the door and gasped at the site. It was the same color scheme as before with Green and black, but also had purple. The blankets were silk, and there was a balcony out a back door. She turned to her right and saw another door. She opened it up, thinking it was a private room. It was a bathroom and had two other doors, probably since they shared one. That was going to be a hassle. I shut the door, and walked back in to my room, and walked out of my room, closing and locking the door behind me. I walked over to the right-hand couch, and sat on it, legs taking up the rest of the couch. I looked over to my left and sat Tom sitting there, analyzing me. I gave him a cold look, and crossed my arms.
"What are you looking at?" I asked coldly.
"Obviously you. I want answers. Why did you move here, and what's your name?" He answered back, with an edge to his voice.
"Right, like I'm just going to spill all my information out to you. Someone who so rudely demanded these answers?!" I wasn't going to back down until he started acting at least a little nice towards me. Dumbledore said not to go easy on him after all. But, it would be nice to get the story out to at least one person, so then word would travel around and she wouldn't have to explain again.
"My sincere apologies. May I please ask what you are doing here?" He said with a false, sweet tone to his voice. I rolled my eyes, and sat up, facing him.
"I mine as well tell someone, so I don't have thousands asking me tomorrow. My name is Hermione Granger, obviously. You would have known this stuff if you arrived on time for the sorting. I transferred here because, well, just because." I sighed. I was only putting on a show; it would be hard for someone to admit their parents are dead. I already knew my story, but it was still hard for me even though it was a fake story. Perhaps it was because it was also true. I continued,
"My parents were murdered in front of my eyes when we were about to move to London… I was offered a place at my old school, but there were just too many memories… I didn't get a look at who killed them; I just tried to battle them. I know it was foolish, but I came out alive, because I floo'd away. Foolish and cowardly..." I looked down at my feet, feeling more ashamed. I did run away from the battle back home, and people probably thought I was dead back there. He then began to talk.
"Oh. Well then, it looked like our schedules are fairly similar. By the way… I don't think that was cowardly at all." I noticed he had my schedule, which I didn't even notice arrived. He was acting like he didn't hear what I told him, but I knew he did. "I'll see you tomorrow Miss Granger." He tossed the letter to me, and headed out the common room. He was probably going to tell his mini Death Eaters the information. I laughed at mini Death Eaters, but that just reminded me of Draco Malfoy for some reason. After all, he was a mini Death Eater, wasn't he?
I took the letter and noticed I had double Defense against the Dark Arts tomorrow. That class would be held all the way until lunch. I sighed. I looked at the professor's name, and saw it was Slughorn. Hopefully he won't invite me to join his little club though. I took the letter up stairs to my room, and threw it on an end table. I went over to a trunk that was in front of my bed, and opened it up. I saw that there was clothing, my exact size. I smiled, glad that Dumbledore provided me with some. I then went over to a closest and opened it up. I also saw some regular clothes there. I took out a tank top, and then went to the dressers. I opened the first drawer, and then closed it. There were undergarments in there. Then I opened the second drawer and saw some pajamas. I took out pajama bottoms which had brooms all over them, and slipped on the tank top and bottoms. I then folded my dirty clothes and put them off to the side. I climbed into my bed, and snuggled up to the silk blankets. Then, I went into a dreamless sleep.
Quick Tom Riddle POV
I was headed to the dungeons for another meeting with my Death Eaters. We would probably discuss the new girl, and now I had a story to tell. Although, I wanted to know more about her. I would have to act nice around her, and try to get as much information as possible. I heard rumors about her looking like death when she arrived here, but I didn't ask her that. She was a headstrong girl, as I was headstrong as well. She was no match for me though, and I would prove that tomorrow in class.
A/N: I will have some Quick Tom Riddle POV's up, so that it will explain what he thinks at times. Please comment if you like those POV's, or want them to be longer to show him in the meetings, etc... After a few reviews, the third chapter will be put up! Thanks!
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