The teachers moved over to attend to their fainted student. Professor Snape
seemed more nervous that the others, with good reason. None of the
teachers knew what to do. Suddenly, cold water was poured over her.
Professor Dumbledore looked up, to see Professor Sprout with her watering
can held high. Hannah sputtered and sat up. She looked at the relief spread
through the Professors faces.
"Now," began Professor Dumbledore, "Miss. Riddle, may I call you Miss. Riddle?" Hannah nodded. "Please take your things to the Slytherin Tower. It is located in the Dungeons. Third gargoyle pillar from the left. The password is 'Snake Room.' You will be sharing a room with Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson. I hope you have a splendid year!" he told her, as she was being ushered out of the warm circular room.
She took up her belongings once more, and headed for the dungeons.
"One." she was counting the pillars like Professor Dumbledore had instructed her to, "two.three." She turned and faced the cold stone wall. "Snake Room," she said to the wall. A huge square block of stone started turning. It stopped, leaving a choice of two doors to enter through. She chose the left one. She walked slowly into the room, and looked around. Everything was in green, silver, and leather. She couldn't help but think of the cows that were killed to make the couches and big arm chairs.
"Which one is the girls dormitories?" she wondered aloud. A door on the left swung open, as if to answer her question. She made her way to it, and up the cold stone stairs.
"Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, and Hannah Riddle, Fifth Years." said the small plaque that was hanging on the door. She pushed the door open, and looked a the three canopy beds that were in the room. She went over to them.
There were named carved into the beautiful wood work. 'Millicent' said one. 'Pansy' read the other. She went to the third bed, the one closest to the window. 'Hannah' it read. She set her trunk on the floor at the end of the bed, and looked around her new room. 'It was quite cozy looking' she thought. She went back to the common room, and out the door. She looked at her watch. Her stomach rumbled. She headed towards the great hall. The welcoming candles were already up. She walked towards the single table in the room.
"Foolish," said a voice behind her, "to make the six of you sit at house tables." She turned around, and was face to face with Professor Dumbledore. She thanked him, and went to sit down.
"Hey Hannah!" called Ernie, "what house did they put you in?" the five others crossed their figers under the table, whishing that it was not Slytherin. She gulped.
"S-Slyther-Slytherin" Her face fell. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Ernie, and Justin were all shocked. The same thought was going through all of their minds.
"How could a nice girl, from a nice family get put into the worst house possible?" But, alas, they did not relies that her father was none other than Lord Voldemort himself. Another thought flooded through her mind. 'If Tom Riddle was my father, who was my mother?' She didn't know that her question was going to be answered. And sooner than she thought.
*****
After the start of term banquet, Hannah and Harry were called to Professor McGonagall's office.
"Harry, Hannah.I am afraid that we have some shocking news for the both of you. Hannah; We have traced you mother and-"
"Excuse me, Professor, "interrupted Harry, "but what does this have to do with me?"
"You'll see Potter."
"Who is she Professor? Who is my mother?" asked Hannah as innocently as she could.
"Lily Evans." said the Professor sternly. Harry's and Hannah's mouths fell open. They turned to face each other. They both started yelling at each other at the same time.
"Silence!" Shouted Professor Dumbledore. He was standing in the doorway, "I could hear this noise all the way down the corridor! Please go off to your dormitories. On your way now." Harry and Hannah were glaring daggers into each others eyes. It was a painful sight.
*****
The next day at breakfast, when the mail came, Harry got a howler.
"HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME? I FEEL THAT IT IS VERY IMPORTANT WHEN YOU ARE A ONLY CHILD ALL OF YOUR LIFE, ALWAYS WANTING A BROTHER, AND SUDDENLY, YOUR LIFE GETS CHANGED FOREVER! THINK ABOUT HOW THIS IS AFFECTING ME! Oh, Hermione, the spell should be done tonight, I think. YOUR LOVING HALF-SISTER, HANNAH
All of the Slytherins were laughing very hard. Harry's face was beet red. He got up, and left the great hall. Only those close to him, as he was running down the path between the tables, could see the steady stream of tears flowing down his face.
A/n: Okay, I was so happy when I read my reviews for this story. The very first story that I ever read was Secretes Untold, by Jax31583. It remains to be my favorite. When you reviewed, Jax31583, I was yelling in delight. I couldn't believe it. So, I hope you are liking the story.
Shadun
"Now," began Professor Dumbledore, "Miss. Riddle, may I call you Miss. Riddle?" Hannah nodded. "Please take your things to the Slytherin Tower. It is located in the Dungeons. Third gargoyle pillar from the left. The password is 'Snake Room.' You will be sharing a room with Millicent Bulstrode and Pansy Parkinson. I hope you have a splendid year!" he told her, as she was being ushered out of the warm circular room.
She took up her belongings once more, and headed for the dungeons.
"One." she was counting the pillars like Professor Dumbledore had instructed her to, "two.three." She turned and faced the cold stone wall. "Snake Room," she said to the wall. A huge square block of stone started turning. It stopped, leaving a choice of two doors to enter through. She chose the left one. She walked slowly into the room, and looked around. Everything was in green, silver, and leather. She couldn't help but think of the cows that were killed to make the couches and big arm chairs.
"Which one is the girls dormitories?" she wondered aloud. A door on the left swung open, as if to answer her question. She made her way to it, and up the cold stone stairs.
"Millicent Bulstrode, Pansy Parkinson, and Hannah Riddle, Fifth Years." said the small plaque that was hanging on the door. She pushed the door open, and looked a the three canopy beds that were in the room. She went over to them.
There were named carved into the beautiful wood work. 'Millicent' said one. 'Pansy' read the other. She went to the third bed, the one closest to the window. 'Hannah' it read. She set her trunk on the floor at the end of the bed, and looked around her new room. 'It was quite cozy looking' she thought. She went back to the common room, and out the door. She looked at her watch. Her stomach rumbled. She headed towards the great hall. The welcoming candles were already up. She walked towards the single table in the room.
"Foolish," said a voice behind her, "to make the six of you sit at house tables." She turned around, and was face to face with Professor Dumbledore. She thanked him, and went to sit down.
"Hey Hannah!" called Ernie, "what house did they put you in?" the five others crossed their figers under the table, whishing that it was not Slytherin. She gulped.
"S-Slyther-Slytherin" Her face fell. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Ernie, and Justin were all shocked. The same thought was going through all of their minds.
"How could a nice girl, from a nice family get put into the worst house possible?" But, alas, they did not relies that her father was none other than Lord Voldemort himself. Another thought flooded through her mind. 'If Tom Riddle was my father, who was my mother?' She didn't know that her question was going to be answered. And sooner than she thought.
*****
After the start of term banquet, Hannah and Harry were called to Professor McGonagall's office.
"Harry, Hannah.I am afraid that we have some shocking news for the both of you. Hannah; We have traced you mother and-"
"Excuse me, Professor, "interrupted Harry, "but what does this have to do with me?"
"You'll see Potter."
"Who is she Professor? Who is my mother?" asked Hannah as innocently as she could.
"Lily Evans." said the Professor sternly. Harry's and Hannah's mouths fell open. They turned to face each other. They both started yelling at each other at the same time.
"Silence!" Shouted Professor Dumbledore. He was standing in the doorway, "I could hear this noise all the way down the corridor! Please go off to your dormitories. On your way now." Harry and Hannah were glaring daggers into each others eyes. It was a painful sight.
*****
The next day at breakfast, when the mail came, Harry got a howler.
"HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME? I FEEL THAT IT IS VERY IMPORTANT WHEN YOU ARE A ONLY CHILD ALL OF YOUR LIFE, ALWAYS WANTING A BROTHER, AND SUDDENLY, YOUR LIFE GETS CHANGED FOREVER! THINK ABOUT HOW THIS IS AFFECTING ME! Oh, Hermione, the spell should be done tonight, I think. YOUR LOVING HALF-SISTER, HANNAH
All of the Slytherins were laughing very hard. Harry's face was beet red. He got up, and left the great hall. Only those close to him, as he was running down the path between the tables, could see the steady stream of tears flowing down his face.
A/n: Okay, I was so happy when I read my reviews for this story. The very first story that I ever read was Secretes Untold, by Jax31583. It remains to be my favorite. When you reviewed, Jax31583, I was yelling in delight. I couldn't believe it. So, I hope you are liking the story.
Shadun