Tom woke up the next morning in the room that had been alloted to him and which he shared with four other first-year boys.Out of the four he only knew Rodolphus, that too, not very well. When he had been given the room then only he had got to know John Nott, Daniel Zabini and Peter Parkinson.
Neither three of them had been exactly friendly to him. They had greeted him and gone back to whatever work they were doing.Tom was trying to adjust very hard with his four roommates.
He quickly got dressed and went down to the Common Room. He saw Rodolphus and Narcissa sitting there and talking in whispers. He descended the steps and walked towards the place where they were sitting. Rodolphus saw him and stopped talking, he gave him a smile that very clearly looked forced.
"Good morning Tom." he said in a voice which was as cold as the look he gave Tom.
"Good morning you two." said Tom greeting him and Narcissa.
He went and sat down on the armchair next to Rodolphus. Suddenly, Narcissa got up and started walking towards the exit of the Common Room.
She then turned around and said lazily, "I'm going for breakfast. I don't have any intentions of being late to any of my classes.". With that she walked outside the doors of the dungeon that was their Common Room.
Rodolphus got up and followed her, acting like Tom didn't exist. Tom decided that he had to deal with such people now, he got up and exited the dungeon.
By the time Tom reached the Great Hall, Rodolphus and Narcissa were already sitting at the table, talking in whispers again. Tom started walking towards them again. He went and settled himself on the empty seat next to Narcissa. He could hardly hear what they were saying. He was glad that they hadn't seen him till yet, because they would probably stop the conversation with him around. He could hear few words of what they were saying,
"Father....Salazar Slytherin....chamber....never opened..." he heard Rodlphus say to Narcissa who now had a smirk on her face.
"Where....pureblood... heir of Slytherin... father.... proud.." he heard Narcissa reply to him. Suddenly, she saw him and her eyes widened and she stopped talking.
"We should be getting our timetables soon." said Rodolphus trying to divert Tom from what he had heard of their secret conversation. And at that moment a sevent-year girl came and handed all three of them a piece of parchment each. On it were written their new classes. Tom hadn't bothered to see his new textbooks, and was thoroughly confused when he saw the peculiar names written in his timetable. First he had Potions, then History of Magic and finally he had Transfiguration. He wondered what all these names meant.
Rodolphus and Narcissa looked at the parchments with a bored look on their faces, perhaps they knew what those terms meant. He finished his breakfast and as he and the other two had the same timetable, he decided that he would just follow them.
His classes went good and he, already being an exceptionally bright student, was always the first to answer and got top grades in all the class tests.
All the teachers were pleased with him and always said that he would probably be the Head Boy of his batch. It always made Tom feel proud.
Tom woke up on twenty-first September morning feeling happy. It was his birthday and it was the first time that he was sharing his special day with new friends. He looked around and saw that none of them were still asleep.
He must have overslept, but that didn't really matter as it was a Saturday.
He quickly got dressed and went down to the Common Room. He saw all his friends sitting there. he walked towards them.
"Happy Birthday.", they all said in chorus, the cold tones still not leaving their voices, but Tom was used to that by now.
"Thank you." he replied to them.
Narcissa got up and handed him a present wrapped in silver paper.
"Is this for me?", asked Tom with a surprised look on his face.
"Yes, it is.", replied Rodolpus, with a smile that barely touched his lips.
"Thanks so much you guys!", said Tom. He didn't expect any presents from his friends right now. He started unwrapping the present and saw inside a game called "Gobstones". He wondered how the game was played. But decided that he would figure that out later.
"I'd love to beat a Gryffindor at Gobstones, they'll get what they deserve at the end.", joked Daniel.
"I agree, those horrible Gryffindors need to be taught a lesson. They think they're superior.", said Peter.
"Sorry," said Tom, "but why are Gryffindors horrible?"
Rodolphus lookes at Tom and raised one thick eyebrow at him.
"Whats NOT horrible about the Gryffindors?", he finally said.
"Godric Gryffindor was a disgrace to the wizarding world. He let muggles come and learn magic. He was the reason Salazar Slytherin went away, and he was the reason that our world has half-bloods.", Rodolphus explained.
"I'm surprised you don't know that. Being a Slytherin and pureblood yourself.", he continued.
"Wait," said Peter,"are you a pureblood?"he asked.
"Of course he is," said Rodolphus, "how else would he be in Slytherin?"
"Of course", said Narcissa,"So Tom, tell us something about your family."
"What about my family?", asked Tom. "Your father and mother. Their names, and are you related to any of us?" asked Daniel.
"Well, my mother was a witch, she passed away when I was born. Mr. Malfoy told me that. And he also said that my father was a normal human-err.. muggle.", he replied.
Daniel looked at Rodolphus who was now looking at Narcissa and Narcissa has a scowl on her face.
"You're a half-blood.", said Peter saying the last word like it was a swear word. The others were all looking at Tom too.
"Well, does that mean that I have only magical blood from my mother's side?",he asked, trying to figure out the term.
"Well, how can you be in Slytherin then?", asked Daniel, completely ignoring Tom's last question.
Tom looked down and saw the serpent shaped mark on his arm. Perhaps Daniel had seen it too because then only he said, "Look, he wants to be in Slytherin so bad that he has even drawn a serpent on his arm.", he commented.
"What?", asked Tom. He was starting to get angry now.
"Go away..you filthy little half-blood.", shouted Peter.
Tom looked at all of their faces, then he dropped his present and stormed out of the Common Room.
He kept walking and his pace was fast, finally, he reached the corridoor on the third floor. He saw that it was deserted and he went and sat down on the cold, stone floor. At that moment, he wanted to run away from that school, he never wanted to see the faces of the people he had thought of as his friends.
Suddenly, he heard voices, coming from the other side of the wall which he was leaning against.He heard someone speak in a serpent-like voice. The words could barely be heard, he could only make out two of them, "blood" and "come". Then, he heard a blood curdling scream. The serpent-like voices had stopped but now he could see the serpent on his arm darker then ever. He could feel some pain in his arm, and noticed that the mark now had an eye, then he realized it was his blood oozing out of his skin.He felt weak, and the silence weakened him further.
Neither three of them had been exactly friendly to him. They had greeted him and gone back to whatever work they were doing.Tom was trying to adjust very hard with his four roommates.
He quickly got dressed and went down to the Common Room. He saw Rodolphus and Narcissa sitting there and talking in whispers. He descended the steps and walked towards the place where they were sitting. Rodolphus saw him and stopped talking, he gave him a smile that very clearly looked forced.
"Good morning Tom." he said in a voice which was as cold as the look he gave Tom.
"Good morning you two." said Tom greeting him and Narcissa.
He went and sat down on the armchair next to Rodolphus. Suddenly, Narcissa got up and started walking towards the exit of the Common Room.
She then turned around and said lazily, "I'm going for breakfast. I don't have any intentions of being late to any of my classes.". With that she walked outside the doors of the dungeon that was their Common Room.
Rodolphus got up and followed her, acting like Tom didn't exist. Tom decided that he had to deal with such people now, he got up and exited the dungeon.
By the time Tom reached the Great Hall, Rodolphus and Narcissa were already sitting at the table, talking in whispers again. Tom started walking towards them again. He went and settled himself on the empty seat next to Narcissa. He could hardly hear what they were saying. He was glad that they hadn't seen him till yet, because they would probably stop the conversation with him around. He could hear few words of what they were saying,
"Father....Salazar Slytherin....chamber....never opened..." he heard Rodlphus say to Narcissa who now had a smirk on her face.
"Where....pureblood... heir of Slytherin... father.... proud.." he heard Narcissa reply to him. Suddenly, she saw him and her eyes widened and she stopped talking.
"We should be getting our timetables soon." said Rodolphus trying to divert Tom from what he had heard of their secret conversation. And at that moment a sevent-year girl came and handed all three of them a piece of parchment each. On it were written their new classes. Tom hadn't bothered to see his new textbooks, and was thoroughly confused when he saw the peculiar names written in his timetable. First he had Potions, then History of Magic and finally he had Transfiguration. He wondered what all these names meant.
Rodolphus and Narcissa looked at the parchments with a bored look on their faces, perhaps they knew what those terms meant. He finished his breakfast and as he and the other two had the same timetable, he decided that he would just follow them.
His classes went good and he, already being an exceptionally bright student, was always the first to answer and got top grades in all the class tests.
All the teachers were pleased with him and always said that he would probably be the Head Boy of his batch. It always made Tom feel proud.
Tom woke up on twenty-first September morning feeling happy. It was his birthday and it was the first time that he was sharing his special day with new friends. He looked around and saw that none of them were still asleep.
He must have overslept, but that didn't really matter as it was a Saturday.
He quickly got dressed and went down to the Common Room. He saw all his friends sitting there. he walked towards them.
"Happy Birthday.", they all said in chorus, the cold tones still not leaving their voices, but Tom was used to that by now.
"Thank you." he replied to them.
Narcissa got up and handed him a present wrapped in silver paper.
"Is this for me?", asked Tom with a surprised look on his face.
"Yes, it is.", replied Rodolpus, with a smile that barely touched his lips.
"Thanks so much you guys!", said Tom. He didn't expect any presents from his friends right now. He started unwrapping the present and saw inside a game called "Gobstones". He wondered how the game was played. But decided that he would figure that out later.
"I'd love to beat a Gryffindor at Gobstones, they'll get what they deserve at the end.", joked Daniel.
"I agree, those horrible Gryffindors need to be taught a lesson. They think they're superior.", said Peter.
"Sorry," said Tom, "but why are Gryffindors horrible?"
Rodolphus lookes at Tom and raised one thick eyebrow at him.
"Whats NOT horrible about the Gryffindors?", he finally said.
"Godric Gryffindor was a disgrace to the wizarding world. He let muggles come and learn magic. He was the reason Salazar Slytherin went away, and he was the reason that our world has half-bloods.", Rodolphus explained.
"I'm surprised you don't know that. Being a Slytherin and pureblood yourself.", he continued.
"Wait," said Peter,"are you a pureblood?"he asked.
"Of course he is," said Rodolphus, "how else would he be in Slytherin?"
"Of course", said Narcissa,"So Tom, tell us something about your family."
"What about my family?", asked Tom. "Your father and mother. Their names, and are you related to any of us?" asked Daniel.
"Well, my mother was a witch, she passed away when I was born. Mr. Malfoy told me that. And he also said that my father was a normal human-err.. muggle.", he replied.
Daniel looked at Rodolphus who was now looking at Narcissa and Narcissa has a scowl on her face.
"You're a half-blood.", said Peter saying the last word like it was a swear word. The others were all looking at Tom too.
"Well, does that mean that I have only magical blood from my mother's side?",he asked, trying to figure out the term.
"Well, how can you be in Slytherin then?", asked Daniel, completely ignoring Tom's last question.
Tom looked down and saw the serpent shaped mark on his arm. Perhaps Daniel had seen it too because then only he said, "Look, he wants to be in Slytherin so bad that he has even drawn a serpent on his arm.", he commented.
"What?", asked Tom. He was starting to get angry now.
"Go away..you filthy little half-blood.", shouted Peter.
Tom looked at all of their faces, then he dropped his present and stormed out of the Common Room.
He kept walking and his pace was fast, finally, he reached the corridoor on the third floor. He saw that it was deserted and he went and sat down on the cold, stone floor. At that moment, he wanted to run away from that school, he never wanted to see the faces of the people he had thought of as his friends.
Suddenly, he heard voices, coming from the other side of the wall which he was leaning against.He heard someone speak in a serpent-like voice. The words could barely be heard, he could only make out two of them, "blood" and "come". Then, he heard a blood curdling scream. The serpent-like voices had stopped but now he could see the serpent on his arm darker then ever. He could feel some pain in his arm, and noticed that the mark now had an eye, then he realized it was his blood oozing out of his skin.He felt weak, and the silence weakened him further.