Title : Fifty years ago
Author: Circe the Sorceress
Rating: R (I think)
Warnings: language...romance...violence...TOM RIDDLE!!!
Summary: It is the time when Voldemort is in school. Harry Potters grand mother Caroline MacSlaghten is also in school. There is a bit of Romance leading to some rather shocking stuff!!!!
Disclaimer: not mine....I won't sell it for money...
Caroline stepped off of the Hogwarts express and into the Hogsmeade station. It was crammed with students 11 to 17. Caroline ran quickly to the head of the throng and started instructing first years to board the boats waiting for them at the edge of the great lake. The gamekeeper, Jonathan Tolgen, waited for the children there, holding a bright lantern high over his gray head.
Caroline stepped into the old mans embrace. "Hello there Caroline. I hear say that you made Head girl." Caroline beamed at her old friend.
"Yes Tolgen, I did make Head Girl." The old man smiled, revealing gnarled teeth stained brown from all the coffee he drank.
"And that Tom Riddle, he made Head boy then?" Caroline nodded, her smile fading away.
"Sadly. That Slytherin boy's trouble. He may put on a good boy exterior for the professors, but he is not like that when there are only students 'round." Her Scottish accent could be heard clearly as she let what she thought of Tom Riddle be seen clearly in her eyes.
Tolgen shook his head. "I know what you mean lass, I've had trouble with him on more than one occasion." Disapproval shone in his eyes as he thought about the handsome young muggle born lad. He was a Slytherin, and rightly so, he may not be pure blood, but he was all Slytherin, and tossed the word mud-blood around lightly, though he was one himself.
Caroline whirled around as she heard the carriages begin to rumble forward. "I've got to go Tolgen, I'll see Ye latter." She embraced the old man once more then dashed off towards the carriages, managing to climb into the very last one before it started to rumble towards the castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. * * *
Tom stared out of the window as his friends chatted amongst themselves. They relived vacations and games of quidditch among friends and family. Tom would not speak of his holidays. They where always dismal affairs.
Tom lived in an orphanage over the summer, and stayed out of it as much as possible. He took several jobs to get out of the house and earn money, then, on the last week of vacation, the matron would take him down to Diagon alley and let him get his school shopping done.
The orphanage paid for all of his school things, but he liked to have extra money to buy presents at Christmas, and occasionally, treat himself to a chocolate frog or fizzing whizbee on the Hogsmeade trips. So he went to girngots and exchanged his muggle money, getting allot of Galleons, sickles and Knuts in return.
So now, as the carriages prepared to move, Tom stayed silent.
The door to the carriage flew open just as it began to move. A red faced, panting, Caroline MacSlaghten climbed into the carriage, breathing deeply and settling in the seat next to Tom's.
He smiled. The little red haired Scottish lass obviously had no idea she had climbed into a carriage full of Slytherins.
"Well Hello there Miss. MacSlaghten. What brings you to our humble carriage?" said Tom, a smirk appearing on his face. Caroline looked up, shocked to be surrounded by these men, all Slytherins with nasty reputations and attitudes. She wished she had just missed the carriages all together.
"Did you hear me Caroline?" Questioned Tom.
"Yes I heard Ye." She answered, her voice reprimanding. "Now couldja please be quiet so this ride passes with little to non pain."
Tom mocked sincerity as he placed his hand over his heart. "Caroline, I'm hurt..."
"Ye'll be more hert when I'm through with Ye if Ye don keep yer trap shut." She cut him off.
Tom scowled. "shut up before you say something you might regret." He warned, his fake sweetness gone.
"Like yer a toad Riddle? Somathin like that do Ye mean?" She answered, keeping her voice even and locking his gaze with hers.
"Yes, somathin like that." Said Tom, mocking her accent perfectly.
"Oh, and Ye'll be wanen te call me Miss. MacSlaghten if Ye donna mind." She continued
"Oh will I?" asked Tom, his voice laughing. His four friends in the carriages burst into laughter, egging there friend on.
"Aye Ye will." Said Caroline with a nod.
* * *
The carriage pulled to a stop in front of the castle.
Caroline was the first one out of the carriage. She heard peals of laughter follow her into the entrance.
"Caroline!!!" she spun around, searching for the author of the voice that had called her name, then, she spotted him.
"Hello Potter." She called back. "How was yer break?" the young man smiled.
"Oh it was great, really splendid."
"good. Have Ye gotten everythin Ye need fer the new school year then?"
The chestnut haired boy fell into step next to her. "Yes, I do. So, let's see it then."
"What do ye mean?" asked Caroline, though she knew full well what he meant.
"The badge, It's hidden somewhere beneath all those cloths your wearing." Caroline laughed. "Ye'll be seein it soon enough when its sendin Ye to detention Charles Potter."
He laughed Gaily. Then he took on a more serious tone. "So what did your parents say?" Caroline stayed quiet. "Caroline?"
"They said we'll still be gettin married." Charles sighed.
"I donna understand why there so intent on our marriage, but they are."
Charles stopped walking. "Why don't they understand? we don't want to get married!!! We're more like friends than anything else, more like brother and sister, the idea of me and you..." He shivered.
Caroline nodded. "I know 't'aint fair, but we donna get to choose who we be marrien, that's our parents job. I know it isn't right, but we donna have a say."
Charles let out a groan. "Stop lecturing me on our places and talk you parents out of it! I'll talk to mine."
Caroline nodded and continued towards the Great Hall as Charles fell into step with his friend Adam Ledger.
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Author: Circe the Sorceress
Rating: R (I think)
Warnings: language...romance...violence...TOM RIDDLE!!!
Summary: It is the time when Voldemort is in school. Harry Potters grand mother Caroline MacSlaghten is also in school. There is a bit of Romance leading to some rather shocking stuff!!!!
Disclaimer: not mine....I won't sell it for money...
Caroline stepped off of the Hogwarts express and into the Hogsmeade station. It was crammed with students 11 to 17. Caroline ran quickly to the head of the throng and started instructing first years to board the boats waiting for them at the edge of the great lake. The gamekeeper, Jonathan Tolgen, waited for the children there, holding a bright lantern high over his gray head.
Caroline stepped into the old mans embrace. "Hello there Caroline. I hear say that you made Head girl." Caroline beamed at her old friend.
"Yes Tolgen, I did make Head Girl." The old man smiled, revealing gnarled teeth stained brown from all the coffee he drank.
"And that Tom Riddle, he made Head boy then?" Caroline nodded, her smile fading away.
"Sadly. That Slytherin boy's trouble. He may put on a good boy exterior for the professors, but he is not like that when there are only students 'round." Her Scottish accent could be heard clearly as she let what she thought of Tom Riddle be seen clearly in her eyes.
Tolgen shook his head. "I know what you mean lass, I've had trouble with him on more than one occasion." Disapproval shone in his eyes as he thought about the handsome young muggle born lad. He was a Slytherin, and rightly so, he may not be pure blood, but he was all Slytherin, and tossed the word mud-blood around lightly, though he was one himself.
Caroline whirled around as she heard the carriages begin to rumble forward. "I've got to go Tolgen, I'll see Ye latter." She embraced the old man once more then dashed off towards the carriages, managing to climb into the very last one before it started to rumble towards the castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. * * *
Tom stared out of the window as his friends chatted amongst themselves. They relived vacations and games of quidditch among friends and family. Tom would not speak of his holidays. They where always dismal affairs.
Tom lived in an orphanage over the summer, and stayed out of it as much as possible. He took several jobs to get out of the house and earn money, then, on the last week of vacation, the matron would take him down to Diagon alley and let him get his school shopping done.
The orphanage paid for all of his school things, but he liked to have extra money to buy presents at Christmas, and occasionally, treat himself to a chocolate frog or fizzing whizbee on the Hogsmeade trips. So he went to girngots and exchanged his muggle money, getting allot of Galleons, sickles and Knuts in return.
So now, as the carriages prepared to move, Tom stayed silent.
The door to the carriage flew open just as it began to move. A red faced, panting, Caroline MacSlaghten climbed into the carriage, breathing deeply and settling in the seat next to Tom's.
He smiled. The little red haired Scottish lass obviously had no idea she had climbed into a carriage full of Slytherins.
"Well Hello there Miss. MacSlaghten. What brings you to our humble carriage?" said Tom, a smirk appearing on his face. Caroline looked up, shocked to be surrounded by these men, all Slytherins with nasty reputations and attitudes. She wished she had just missed the carriages all together.
"Did you hear me Caroline?" Questioned Tom.
"Yes I heard Ye." She answered, her voice reprimanding. "Now couldja please be quiet so this ride passes with little to non pain."
Tom mocked sincerity as he placed his hand over his heart. "Caroline, I'm hurt..."
"Ye'll be more hert when I'm through with Ye if Ye don keep yer trap shut." She cut him off.
Tom scowled. "shut up before you say something you might regret." He warned, his fake sweetness gone.
"Like yer a toad Riddle? Somathin like that do Ye mean?" She answered, keeping her voice even and locking his gaze with hers.
"Yes, somathin like that." Said Tom, mocking her accent perfectly.
"Oh, and Ye'll be wanen te call me Miss. MacSlaghten if Ye donna mind." She continued
"Oh will I?" asked Tom, his voice laughing. His four friends in the carriages burst into laughter, egging there friend on.
"Aye Ye will." Said Caroline with a nod.
* * *
The carriage pulled to a stop in front of the castle.
Caroline was the first one out of the carriage. She heard peals of laughter follow her into the entrance.
"Caroline!!!" she spun around, searching for the author of the voice that had called her name, then, she spotted him.
"Hello Potter." She called back. "How was yer break?" the young man smiled.
"Oh it was great, really splendid."
"good. Have Ye gotten everythin Ye need fer the new school year then?"
The chestnut haired boy fell into step next to her. "Yes, I do. So, let's see it then."
"What do ye mean?" asked Caroline, though she knew full well what he meant.
"The badge, It's hidden somewhere beneath all those cloths your wearing." Caroline laughed. "Ye'll be seein it soon enough when its sendin Ye to detention Charles Potter."
He laughed Gaily. Then he took on a more serious tone. "So what did your parents say?" Caroline stayed quiet. "Caroline?"
"They said we'll still be gettin married." Charles sighed.
"I donna understand why there so intent on our marriage, but they are."
Charles stopped walking. "Why don't they understand? we don't want to get married!!! We're more like friends than anything else, more like brother and sister, the idea of me and you..." He shivered.
Caroline nodded. "I know 't'aint fair, but we donna get to choose who we be marrien, that's our parents job. I know it isn't right, but we donna have a say."
Charles let out a groan. "Stop lecturing me on our places and talk you parents out of it! I'll talk to mine."
Caroline nodded and continued towards the Great Hall as Charles fell into step with his friend Adam Ledger.
* * *