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 5
The evening came for my first tutoring lesson, and I left the Slytherin Common Room early so my student was not waiting for me. I had spent the entire day preparing for our first lesson. Upon arriving in Dumbledore's classroom I found that she was already there. A mousy girl, who appeared to have been crying. She was slumped over a desk with her head resting upon her book.
"Hello? Are you all right?" I asked slowly, afraid the girl might do something rash. She had very dark brown hair and her face was tear stained.
"I'm fine," she said piteously, "the other girls were laughing at me again." Not knowing what to say I merely stood there waiting for her to regain composure. After five minutes, I decided we really needed to get started.
"My name is Katie Ollivander, I'm a first year Slytherin," I told her hoping to elicit some sort of response. I knew I looked every inch a spoiled pureblood princess, and she looked highly muggleborn in contrast.
"Myrtle Grouse, first year Gryffindor," she replied very weepy. I immediately began to realize why everyone disliked the Gryffindors so much, they were weak. Slyhtierns, including myself, detest weakness.
"So, Professor Dumbledore tells me you are having trouble in Transfiguration," I said trying to get her mind off her other problems. Obviously, this approach was not working because she burst into renewed wails.
"I'm having trouble with all my classes," she said sullenly. That was when I realized this was going to be a very long tutoring session.
"So let's begin," I said picking up my wand.
When we finished it was eight-thirty, and I was desperate to escape this depressing girl's company. However, when I opened the door I found Cassius waiting for me.
"Hello Katie, I've come to escort you back to Slytherin," he informed me, offering me his elbow in a very kind fashion. Though in my mind it looked pretentious and overdone.
"Thank you ever so much," I said placing my arm within his. "How was your day?"
"Very good, and yours?" he asked, though didn't really seem to care.
"Good, except for my tutoring session with the little Gryffindor girl," I told him. By now, he had lost all interest and was staring at various paintings on the wall.
"I find it terrible they allow children of such skill at Hogwarts," he said not really to me, but just to vent his anger.
"What sort of deal have you struck with my brother?" I questioned him randomly, not being able to contain myself any longer. I was curious to see what Cassius would say.
"Simple really, I guaranteed him work at the Ministry, along with security and freedom. Also, he gained his position on the quidditch team and a certain social standing. And in return I get you," he said rather indifferently. It was as though the deal did not affect him, as long as he had what he wanted he simply did not care.
"How can you guarantee him such things?" I asked him, not sure how a student could offer so many promises.
"My father is a very powerful man, as I will be after him. As my son will be after I," he explained calmly. His son, not our son, I thought to myself, maybe there was still a chance to escape this horrible charade.
"Why me?" I asked, knowing there were hundreds of girls who would throw themselves at the feet of the powerful, handsome and wealthy Malfoy heir.
"Several reasons actually, you're beautiful and smart, a deadly combination. You are what your brother holds most dear, and as long as I have you I also control him. And when I saw you dance, I saw your passion," he finished quietly. "I have never seen such passion in a girl, only those who would give in to me." He loves me because of dance. Oh what a cruel world, my gift is the reason for my demise.
"I see." I replied. "One last question, what happens if I refuse, what happens to Lachlan?"
"There are some things worse than death, Katie," he said coldly, bitterly even. "Now I have one question for you, may I see you dance?" I thought for a moment, I really had no choice. Lachlan's well-being hung in the balance and Cassius held all the cards.
"Of course," I answered sweetly as we arrived at the Slytherin dormitories.
"May I kiss you goodnight, Katie?" he said still holding my arm tightly. I looked at him with a smile, as if I had been waiting my entire life to hear him say those words to me. Without waiting for an answer, he swooped down and planted a firm kiss on my lips. I walked up the stairs to my dormitory, without saying goodnight.
Once inside my room, I dressed for bed and crawled underneath my covers. Immediately, I began to burst into tears, just like Myrtle. I had to do this for my brother, I had to be strong so he could live his dreams. My sacrifice would always be appreciated and I too, would have everything my heart desired, maybe not love, but I would be able to dance. I would have money and power, all the best things in life. Slowly, I got out of bed and opened my steamer trunk. I dug out the pair of pink pointe shoes I had buried at the bottom. I slipped my feet inside and laced them up. Carefully, I rolled onto the tips of my toes, feeling the pains that were once so common. Feeling new pains caused by lack of practice.
Most of all, just feeling the pain.