Tom watched her climb out of the carriage and scurry off towards the front
Hall. His friends where still laughing as they entered the structure, but
stopped when they spotted their fiancés and girlfriends. Then, they tried
to act as sophisticated as possible.
Tom made his way through the crowded hall to the Slytherin table. Christopher sat at the far end, petting some girls hair as she sat, reclining in his lap. Tom smiled. Chris had always been a lady's man.
He crossed to where his friend was sitting and sat comfortably across from him. "How was the break Tom?" Asked Chris. Tom shook his head.
"Dismal, just like the other summers before it." Chris grinned.
"Well, now that you're back home, you'll be having a grand time. You've been made head boy?" Tom smiled.
"Yes, I have. Dippet thinks I'll make a right Grand head boy along side Miss. MacSlaghten."
Chris spewed out the pumpkin juice he had been sipping. "MacSlaghten?" He said. "She's been made head girl?" Tom nodded. "Yes. The little blood traitor has been made head girl. I don't see why though, she's not really a leader if you know what I mean."
"Not really a leader am I?" came the voice of Caroline. "Now what would a leader be in yer book Mr. Riddle? A bully who spends his days terrorizen young bairn's?" Tom scoweled.
"No Miss. MacSlaghten, a leader is someone people look up to and you," he stood up, towering some 12 inches above her. "You are looked up to by none but first years." It was Caroline's turn to scowl.
"I've come to tell Ye there'll be a meeting for ye, me and the headmaster. Be at Dippet's office in an hour Mr. Riddle." With that she swept off to the Gryffindor table.
* * *
Caroline and professor Dippet waited impatiently in his office for tom to appear. When He finally did, (30 minutes late) Dippet breathed in a sigh of relief.
"Well, glad you made it Riddle, what kept you?" said the headmaster in that breathlessly quick tone of his.
"Sorry professor, some 3rd years where fighting, I had to break it up and see them to their common rooms." Tom looked slyly over at Caroline. She caught a glimpse of what looked like bright red lipstick on his neck, just under his ruffled collar and a grape colored mark just bellow it. But then he shifted his shoulders, hiding it from view and smiling at her in that nonchalant manner of his.
Caroline rolled her eyes in disgust.
"Now, I've asked you two to come here so I can fill you in a little more, I know you where both well informed over the holidays, but I think you need to be told a little more."
Both tom and Caroline nodded. "Ok then, right, well you two are the most important people in the school right next to the staff. When something goes wrong and there is a brawl, The teachers will most likely ask you to handle it. You are in charge of keeping new and old students inline as well as organizing school events, like quidditch matches and approving practice schedules.
"The feasts and dances are in your care as are the organizations for any extracurricular activities. I want you to organize Hogsmeade weekends and if there is a problem with anyone's class schedule I want you to take care of that as well."
Tom and Caroline both sat motionless. They didn't know how they where going to fit all this is with all of there school work.
"Also, I expect you to take care of the prefects as far as getting them settled in and organizing their meetings. You two will also need to have meetings so that you can plan everything, I think twice a week should suffice. You two work out the specifics."
At this, Caroline's jaw dropped. She would have to have meetings with this jerk twice a week? She glanced at him. He was unmoving, careful not to expose his feelings in front of the headmaster.
The headmaster stood up. "So now you know what is expected of you, I will have some one show you to your rooms. Corine! Callerth!" instantly it seemed, two house elves appeared beside him. "Could you please escort Mr. Riddle and Miss. MacSlaghten to their rooms?"
"Yes sir." Squeaked the house elves in unison. Tom and Caroline stood up and shook hands with the professor. "Thank you Professor Dippet." Said tom in his most grown up tone.
"Yes, Thank Ye." Echoed Caroline in her Scottish brogue. The headmaster smiled.
"Of course."
With that the two house elves whisked them out of the room.
* * * They made their way down the winding halls of Hogwarts in silence. They took long strides to keep up with the little house elves, who seemed eager to get them to their destinations as quickly as possible.
Then, all of the sudden, the house elves split up, Caroline's going to the right and up a staircase, and Toms going to the left and down. Caroline glanced briefly at Tom, nodding a good bye and scurrying off to keep up with Corine.
Tom followed Callerth down hallway after hallway, until they came to a familiar corridor. It was the one that led to the Slytherin common room, but it only passed the entrance by, taking two more passageways down before it stopped.
"Your quarters sir." Squeaked the tiny elf as it pointed at a life size statue of Salazar Slytherin. "Master has only to say 'silver spoon' and he may enter. The password works for none but you master Riddle." Tom nodded at the house elf, signaling that it could leave. It vanished with a pop.
"Silver Spoon" said Tom, his voice ringing throughout the corridor. At once, the eye's on the statue flew open and the statue began to speak.
"Who wishes to enter these chambers that I guard?"
"It is I Oh Great Founder, Tom Riddle." The statue bowed his head.
"Enter child." It said as a door materialized beside it. Tom reached for the handle and opened the oaken door.
The room was decorated in silver and green. His house banner hung at the head of his large canopy bed. He pulled back the hangings which where a see through shimmery silver color. His covers where a deep green with silver snake patterns on them. The fixtures around the room where molded as snakes and the drapes by the window that fluttered in the breeze where silver with green snakes.
At the foot of his bed was his trunk. Tom smiled. He was truly home.
* * *
Corine left Caroline outside of her room with the word "Jitterbug." She stared at the statue of the sphinx that supposedly hid her room.
"Jitterbug."
The statue sprang to life and started to prowl around her.
"Name?" Caroline was petrified.
"C-c-c-Caroline MacSlaghten." The sphinx smiled, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.
"Have a good night Miss. MacSlaghten." She said. Then she returned to her place while a door materialized to the left of her.
Caroline pushed open the heavy oaken door. What she saw made her breath catch in her throat. The room was grand, decorated in Gryffindor colors with lions instead of snakes adorning her fixtures and drapes. Golden Lions set of the deep red of her velvet covers. She stared around the room in wonder. At the foot of her bed was a large black trunk with the Hogwarts crest in the center.
She took off her cloak, setting it on the trunk. She walked to the other side of the room. Against the wall was a beautiful cherry wood vanity, and on the other side of her bed was a desk of the same material. The desk already had a plethora of supplies on it, as did the vanity.
She sat down at the desk and opened the drawers. In the second one she found a little red leather bound diary. She pulled it out and closed the compartment. She set the diary swiftly before her and surveyed it for only a few seconds, taking in the Gryffindor lion on the front along with the name, "Caroline Olivia MacSlaghten". She opened it, turning the pages to somewhere in the middle where the writing stopped. She quickly dipped a quill into a conveniently located ink well and began to write.
Tom made his way through the crowded hall to the Slytherin table. Christopher sat at the far end, petting some girls hair as she sat, reclining in his lap. Tom smiled. Chris had always been a lady's man.
He crossed to where his friend was sitting and sat comfortably across from him. "How was the break Tom?" Asked Chris. Tom shook his head.
"Dismal, just like the other summers before it." Chris grinned.
"Well, now that you're back home, you'll be having a grand time. You've been made head boy?" Tom smiled.
"Yes, I have. Dippet thinks I'll make a right Grand head boy along side Miss. MacSlaghten."
Chris spewed out the pumpkin juice he had been sipping. "MacSlaghten?" He said. "She's been made head girl?" Tom nodded. "Yes. The little blood traitor has been made head girl. I don't see why though, she's not really a leader if you know what I mean."
"Not really a leader am I?" came the voice of Caroline. "Now what would a leader be in yer book Mr. Riddle? A bully who spends his days terrorizen young bairn's?" Tom scoweled.
"No Miss. MacSlaghten, a leader is someone people look up to and you," he stood up, towering some 12 inches above her. "You are looked up to by none but first years." It was Caroline's turn to scowl.
"I've come to tell Ye there'll be a meeting for ye, me and the headmaster. Be at Dippet's office in an hour Mr. Riddle." With that she swept off to the Gryffindor table.
* * *
Caroline and professor Dippet waited impatiently in his office for tom to appear. When He finally did, (30 minutes late) Dippet breathed in a sigh of relief.
"Well, glad you made it Riddle, what kept you?" said the headmaster in that breathlessly quick tone of his.
"Sorry professor, some 3rd years where fighting, I had to break it up and see them to their common rooms." Tom looked slyly over at Caroline. She caught a glimpse of what looked like bright red lipstick on his neck, just under his ruffled collar and a grape colored mark just bellow it. But then he shifted his shoulders, hiding it from view and smiling at her in that nonchalant manner of his.
Caroline rolled her eyes in disgust.
"Now, I've asked you two to come here so I can fill you in a little more, I know you where both well informed over the holidays, but I think you need to be told a little more."
Both tom and Caroline nodded. "Ok then, right, well you two are the most important people in the school right next to the staff. When something goes wrong and there is a brawl, The teachers will most likely ask you to handle it. You are in charge of keeping new and old students inline as well as organizing school events, like quidditch matches and approving practice schedules.
"The feasts and dances are in your care as are the organizations for any extracurricular activities. I want you to organize Hogsmeade weekends and if there is a problem with anyone's class schedule I want you to take care of that as well."
Tom and Caroline both sat motionless. They didn't know how they where going to fit all this is with all of there school work.
"Also, I expect you to take care of the prefects as far as getting them settled in and organizing their meetings. You two will also need to have meetings so that you can plan everything, I think twice a week should suffice. You two work out the specifics."
At this, Caroline's jaw dropped. She would have to have meetings with this jerk twice a week? She glanced at him. He was unmoving, careful not to expose his feelings in front of the headmaster.
The headmaster stood up. "So now you know what is expected of you, I will have some one show you to your rooms. Corine! Callerth!" instantly it seemed, two house elves appeared beside him. "Could you please escort Mr. Riddle and Miss. MacSlaghten to their rooms?"
"Yes sir." Squeaked the house elves in unison. Tom and Caroline stood up and shook hands with the professor. "Thank you Professor Dippet." Said tom in his most grown up tone.
"Yes, Thank Ye." Echoed Caroline in her Scottish brogue. The headmaster smiled.
"Of course."
With that the two house elves whisked them out of the room.
* * * They made their way down the winding halls of Hogwarts in silence. They took long strides to keep up with the little house elves, who seemed eager to get them to their destinations as quickly as possible.
Then, all of the sudden, the house elves split up, Caroline's going to the right and up a staircase, and Toms going to the left and down. Caroline glanced briefly at Tom, nodding a good bye and scurrying off to keep up with Corine.
Tom followed Callerth down hallway after hallway, until they came to a familiar corridor. It was the one that led to the Slytherin common room, but it only passed the entrance by, taking two more passageways down before it stopped.
"Your quarters sir." Squeaked the tiny elf as it pointed at a life size statue of Salazar Slytherin. "Master has only to say 'silver spoon' and he may enter. The password works for none but you master Riddle." Tom nodded at the house elf, signaling that it could leave. It vanished with a pop.
"Silver Spoon" said Tom, his voice ringing throughout the corridor. At once, the eye's on the statue flew open and the statue began to speak.
"Who wishes to enter these chambers that I guard?"
"It is I Oh Great Founder, Tom Riddle." The statue bowed his head.
"Enter child." It said as a door materialized beside it. Tom reached for the handle and opened the oaken door.
The room was decorated in silver and green. His house banner hung at the head of his large canopy bed. He pulled back the hangings which where a see through shimmery silver color. His covers where a deep green with silver snake patterns on them. The fixtures around the room where molded as snakes and the drapes by the window that fluttered in the breeze where silver with green snakes.
At the foot of his bed was his trunk. Tom smiled. He was truly home.
* * *
Corine left Caroline outside of her room with the word "Jitterbug." She stared at the statue of the sphinx that supposedly hid her room.
"Jitterbug."
The statue sprang to life and started to prowl around her.
"Name?" Caroline was petrified.
"C-c-c-Caroline MacSlaghten." The sphinx smiled, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.
"Have a good night Miss. MacSlaghten." She said. Then she returned to her place while a door materialized to the left of her.
Caroline pushed open the heavy oaken door. What she saw made her breath catch in her throat. The room was grand, decorated in Gryffindor colors with lions instead of snakes adorning her fixtures and drapes. Golden Lions set of the deep red of her velvet covers. She stared around the room in wonder. At the foot of her bed was a large black trunk with the Hogwarts crest in the center.
She took off her cloak, setting it on the trunk. She walked to the other side of the room. Against the wall was a beautiful cherry wood vanity, and on the other side of her bed was a desk of the same material. The desk already had a plethora of supplies on it, as did the vanity.
She sat down at the desk and opened the drawers. In the second one she found a little red leather bound diary. She pulled it out and closed the compartment. She set the diary swiftly before her and surveyed it for only a few seconds, taking in the Gryffindor lion on the front along with the name, "Caroline Olivia MacSlaghten". She opened it, turning the pages to somewhere in the middle where the writing stopped. She quickly dipped a quill into a conveniently located ink well and began to write.