Summary: Tom Riddle becomes friends with a pureblood girl who hates
Hogwarts. Katie doesn't understand why she has to give up her dream of
being a prima ballerina to be a witch. It's another reason he hates
muggles, they stole his true love.
Disclaimer: I am the girl in the story and all her experiences are mine (Not falling in love with a dark lord part obviously, but the dancing part), but Hogwarts and all Harry Potter Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic Books, AOL Time Warner, and a lot of other people who are not me.
Dancing with Darkness
Chapter 4
For as long as I remember life has never been fair for women, not in any time or age. They have always depended on whomever is closest to them, whatever male that is. I admit to have making the same mistake. At first I listened to my father, a powerful man who loved his children with a heady pride. We were his world. It had been my father who encouraged me to dance, if that was what made me happy. Then later as my father grew more involved with other matters I turned to my brothers to protect me from the reality of life. Iain had always been the more affectionate brother. He was a brilliant student, he had also been Head Boy his seventh year. Although he did not agree entirely with my father's belief of pureblood mania, he was the heir to our family. I truly believe my father wishes Lachlan had been his first born son, he was a replica of himself. Lachlan was far more overprotective of me, yet the bond between us was undeniable. I had not been afraid of coming to Hogwarts as so many first years are because I knew Lachlan would be here to care for me. Lately, I feel as though it is his fault, everything. Its his fault I have to marry Cassius and leave all my hopes in the dust. I know he wants what is best for me, but I think Lachlan is looking out for himself as well. I wish I knew what sort of deal my brother and Cassius struck. I am afraid to do anything that might upset Cassius in case he hurts Lachlan.
I have already been a terrible friend to Tom. He only wanted companionship, someone to care for him, a friend. I had to stab him in the back. I see him staring at me sometimes during meals or in the corridor. I want to explain, to apologize, but I have no clue as to what to say. Worst of all Cassius and his friends have now made it a game to torture him. He is an outcast among the Slytherins. Hated because of his muggle blood by Slytherins, hated because he was a Slytherin by the other houses, he was a boy with no place. I so badly wanted to reach out to him, but I was bound by the same rules as the other Slytherins. Unfortunately, I was having trouble making friends, no one wanted to chance Cassius' temper. So most days I was forced to sit with Lachlan, Cassius, and Neil whiole listening to idle quidditch talk and mudblood jokes. Even with my life such a mess, I still only thought of one thing, dance.
I still vowed that someday I would leave this world and become a true ballerina. I hope that if I keep dreaming one day my dreams will come true. I remember reading a fairy tale once about a girl who wished to find true love, and she got her wish. I bet my life seems like a fairy tale to every other girl in Slytherin. Cassius seems to be everyone's prince charming except for mine. I have to sit alone in the library because no one wants to offend his highness. Yet I can feel someone watching me. As I casually look over my shoulder and I see Tom sitting by himself as well. For one moment I imagine my life without a jealous fiancee, an overprotective brother, or high society surname. I just want to be ordinary. Not plain or boring, but free to be me. Free to dance. Lately I have realized the only way I shall be truly free is to leave this World in its entirety. And I would rather dance than do silly magic tricks.
"Ms. Ollivander," a voice says jerking me out of my thoughts. It is Professor Dumbledore, his gaze is like an X-ray machine through my thoughts. I prefer my thoughts to be private, especially those that concern running away.
"Yes, sir," I ask patiently.
"I am looking for a tutor for another first year student, I was wondering if you are interested?" he questioned. Although it would mean more work I decide to accept, after all it would mean more time away from Cassius.
"Of course, professor," I said happily. I was afraid to let on something was wrong, he might suspect and tell my parents.
"Good. Please meet in my classroom at seven on Thursday. Oh, and Kathleen..." I cringed at the use of my full name. "Do try and smile. For without laughter this World would be a terrible place." I gave a small smile and roll my eyes as he walked out. Maybe, just maybe he was not such a bad guy after all. However not five seconds after he had left Tom walked over to my table.
"What did he say to you?" he asked immediately not bothering to say hello.
"You should leave," I said not looking up from my Potions scroll. I was afraid someone would see us together or worse.
"Embarassed to be seen with me, Katie?" he asked again sounding angry. "We're not friends now that you know my Da was a muggle, not good enough for you?"
"No," I said quietly not wanting to make a scene.
"I'm sorry I am not as perfect as you are. Not as perfect as Cassius Malfoy or your brother," he apologized mickingly. Tom was becoming very angry very fast. "Some friend you are," he muttered darkly.
"You think everything about my life is perfect?" I asked incredulously.
"Oh, I don't think, I know. You with your perfect life, your perfect family, and boyfriend!" he snapped angrily.
"You don't understand, do you? I have no choice. I had to give up my dream to come here. I want to dance ballet, and Cassius is not my boyfriend, you great prat," I practically yelled. "I can't even have friends without approval from someone, I hate my life!" I picked up my books and strode out of the library. For years I had been the best at everything and knew life at the top is lonely, but never had I been so in need of companionship.
"The nerve of him. Everyone thinks I am so lucky and perfect, well I'm not. They've reduced me to talking to myself," I said aloud to no one.
"I am sorry," Tom said. I whipped around and he was standing there holding my homework. "You dropped this," he said handing me the scroll. "I mean it Katie, I didn't know. You do a very good job of being so happy."
"I have to," I said looking at the floor.
"Why?" he asked confused. So I sat down and explained everything to him. I told him about the deal and how I was trying to protect my family and how I had so few choices and how I hated Hogwarts. And from that moment on we were friends, secret friends, but still friends.
Best Friends.
A/N: That last bit came straight outof real life, kinda. Sorry I never update. I have been in and out of the hospital. Once again not alot of dance talk, but I wanted everyone to know how Katie and Tom became friends. Wait til you find out who she's tutoring I hope you laugh a bit. Well bye and Please Review.
Disclaimer: I am the girl in the story and all her experiences are mine (Not falling in love with a dark lord part obviously, but the dancing part), but Hogwarts and all Harry Potter Characters belong to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, Scholastic Books, AOL Time Warner, and a lot of other people who are not me.
Dancing with Darkness
Chapter 4
For as long as I remember life has never been fair for women, not in any time or age. They have always depended on whomever is closest to them, whatever male that is. I admit to have making the same mistake. At first I listened to my father, a powerful man who loved his children with a heady pride. We were his world. It had been my father who encouraged me to dance, if that was what made me happy. Then later as my father grew more involved with other matters I turned to my brothers to protect me from the reality of life. Iain had always been the more affectionate brother. He was a brilliant student, he had also been Head Boy his seventh year. Although he did not agree entirely with my father's belief of pureblood mania, he was the heir to our family. I truly believe my father wishes Lachlan had been his first born son, he was a replica of himself. Lachlan was far more overprotective of me, yet the bond between us was undeniable. I had not been afraid of coming to Hogwarts as so many first years are because I knew Lachlan would be here to care for me. Lately, I feel as though it is his fault, everything. Its his fault I have to marry Cassius and leave all my hopes in the dust. I know he wants what is best for me, but I think Lachlan is looking out for himself as well. I wish I knew what sort of deal my brother and Cassius struck. I am afraid to do anything that might upset Cassius in case he hurts Lachlan.
I have already been a terrible friend to Tom. He only wanted companionship, someone to care for him, a friend. I had to stab him in the back. I see him staring at me sometimes during meals or in the corridor. I want to explain, to apologize, but I have no clue as to what to say. Worst of all Cassius and his friends have now made it a game to torture him. He is an outcast among the Slytherins. Hated because of his muggle blood by Slytherins, hated because he was a Slytherin by the other houses, he was a boy with no place. I so badly wanted to reach out to him, but I was bound by the same rules as the other Slytherins. Unfortunately, I was having trouble making friends, no one wanted to chance Cassius' temper. So most days I was forced to sit with Lachlan, Cassius, and Neil whiole listening to idle quidditch talk and mudblood jokes. Even with my life such a mess, I still only thought of one thing, dance.
I still vowed that someday I would leave this world and become a true ballerina. I hope that if I keep dreaming one day my dreams will come true. I remember reading a fairy tale once about a girl who wished to find true love, and she got her wish. I bet my life seems like a fairy tale to every other girl in Slytherin. Cassius seems to be everyone's prince charming except for mine. I have to sit alone in the library because no one wants to offend his highness. Yet I can feel someone watching me. As I casually look over my shoulder and I see Tom sitting by himself as well. For one moment I imagine my life without a jealous fiancee, an overprotective brother, or high society surname. I just want to be ordinary. Not plain or boring, but free to be me. Free to dance. Lately I have realized the only way I shall be truly free is to leave this World in its entirety. And I would rather dance than do silly magic tricks.
"Ms. Ollivander," a voice says jerking me out of my thoughts. It is Professor Dumbledore, his gaze is like an X-ray machine through my thoughts. I prefer my thoughts to be private, especially those that concern running away.
"Yes, sir," I ask patiently.
"I am looking for a tutor for another first year student, I was wondering if you are interested?" he questioned. Although it would mean more work I decide to accept, after all it would mean more time away from Cassius.
"Of course, professor," I said happily. I was afraid to let on something was wrong, he might suspect and tell my parents.
"Good. Please meet in my classroom at seven on Thursday. Oh, and Kathleen..." I cringed at the use of my full name. "Do try and smile. For without laughter this World would be a terrible place." I gave a small smile and roll my eyes as he walked out. Maybe, just maybe he was not such a bad guy after all. However not five seconds after he had left Tom walked over to my table.
"What did he say to you?" he asked immediately not bothering to say hello.
"You should leave," I said not looking up from my Potions scroll. I was afraid someone would see us together or worse.
"Embarassed to be seen with me, Katie?" he asked again sounding angry. "We're not friends now that you know my Da was a muggle, not good enough for you?"
"No," I said quietly not wanting to make a scene.
"I'm sorry I am not as perfect as you are. Not as perfect as Cassius Malfoy or your brother," he apologized mickingly. Tom was becoming very angry very fast. "Some friend you are," he muttered darkly.
"You think everything about my life is perfect?" I asked incredulously.
"Oh, I don't think, I know. You with your perfect life, your perfect family, and boyfriend!" he snapped angrily.
"You don't understand, do you? I have no choice. I had to give up my dream to come here. I want to dance ballet, and Cassius is not my boyfriend, you great prat," I practically yelled. "I can't even have friends without approval from someone, I hate my life!" I picked up my books and strode out of the library. For years I had been the best at everything and knew life at the top is lonely, but never had I been so in need of companionship.
"The nerve of him. Everyone thinks I am so lucky and perfect, well I'm not. They've reduced me to talking to myself," I said aloud to no one.
"I am sorry," Tom said. I whipped around and he was standing there holding my homework. "You dropped this," he said handing me the scroll. "I mean it Katie, I didn't know. You do a very good job of being so happy."
"I have to," I said looking at the floor.
"Why?" he asked confused. So I sat down and explained everything to him. I told him about the deal and how I was trying to protect my family and how I had so few choices and how I hated Hogwarts. And from that moment on we were friends, secret friends, but still friends.
Best Friends.
A/N: That last bit came straight outof real life, kinda. Sorry I never update. I have been in and out of the hospital. Once again not alot of dance talk, but I wanted everyone to know how Katie and Tom became friends. Wait til you find out who she's tutoring I hope you laugh a bit. Well bye and Please Review.