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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanA/N: My name is Faye Myers (Yes, like Michael Myers.), I'm 18 years old and I've been writing since I was 7. I Write on not many other sites, and this will be my first story on this FanFiction site. I' haven't really gotten into "professional" writing or anything of the sort but I do, ever so often, when I do decide one of my stories are good enough to be shown, get told that I should write for a company. I've, clearly, never acted on those comments. Now, from hearing this. You must realize that I am human too. You should not get mad at me for simple mistakes in my writing. I hope to not make many. I normally write for a lot of different fandoms, such as, slasher's (Michael, ghost face, Brahms.), Anime (Yona of the dawn, Death note, Kamisama Kiss), Harry Potter (Draco, Tom, Cedric, The Weasley's) and such more. As you could have probably already told, this story is about Tom Riddle and a girl (you) named, Anastasia cage. I'm kidding, I don't talk/type that seriously, but I will try and keep my "composer" while writing. span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji',sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol-ext; mso-symbol-font-family: 'Segoe UI Emoji';"😊/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanPlease enjoy "My cries weren't that loud."/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span-chapter 1-/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanspan style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanThe cool breeze that wisped upon Anastasia's shoulder as she walked down the cold sidewalk earned a shiver from her. She timidly wrapped her arms around her waist, preforming a self-hug to preserve her heat. Looking down at the ground she doesn't realize the small frail kitten that's right on her trail./p
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p class="MsoNormal""Meow." The cat lets out a weak meow in order to gain the attention of the lady. Not hearing the small feline, she continues walking. Being annoyed, the cat picks up speed and walks in between the lady's legs. The young girl looks down at the small orange and black cat. The corners of her mouth upturn at the pleasant surprise. She mindlessly reaches down to pet the cat, soon picking it up. The cat was soft, and well groomed. The cat seemed as though it had an owner. But unusual enough, the feline had no collar. Seeing that she continued her stride back to the castle./p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanWhen Anastasia got sent her acceptance letter, she was told she was allowed to bring a pet but, at the time, she couldn't afford one. Now, finding this lonely cat with no owner in site. She takes advantage of that./p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanThe castle in which she was walking to, is in fact, Hogwarts. Anastasia is a 16-year-old girl. She is a cunning, intelligent, funny, loving girl. She also happens to be in Slytherin. Anastasia has 3 siblings, all of which are boys. Leo, 17. Rowen, 18. And Mateo, whom of which is 19. Her mother is 58, has a very loving, full heart for all her children. She raised Anastasia to be the best she can be. To follow her dreams. That's what she's doing at hogwarts./p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-family: 'Cambria Math',serif; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Cambria Math';"𝟏𝐬𝐭/span span style="font-family: 'Cambria Math',serif; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Cambria Math';"𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧/span/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span"Hey! Ana!" I hear the simple voice of my brother as I'm walking the large stone steps to the castle. I turn towards him. Rowen. He seemed surprised at my newfound pet. "Uhm, when did you get a cat?" he says sheepishly. "I found him. I was walking down the black lake, when all the sudden -makes a poof sound- he was there! Its like a blessing!" I speak. He shakes his head. I mean, I've always wanted a cat that I could have around. The small kitten purrs as I wrap my coat around it. After Earning a smile from my "dearest" brother, I walk past him and into the castle. The welcoming warm lights of the entrance corridors brings a small, dimpled smile to my face. The chatter of other children is filled with joy and happiness. The thuds of feet walking over the stone floor. The smell of cinnamon and raspberries. All her senses were overwhelmed with amazing things. "Anastasia Bone! Over here!" once again, I hear a simple familiar voice. A voice I loved to sit and listen to. My best friend, Clover. I look over to see a short, red-headed girl flashing a toothy smile./p
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p class="MsoNormal"(Sorry, time skip to the night.)/p
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p class="MsoNormal"My head was hurting. I hate the thought hat everyone in the school would be asleep at night. (Some people.) I needed to clear my head. The cold breeze seeping through the small crack of the large windows made me reach down and grab a blanket to wrap around me off my bed. span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanAfter looking around at my dormmates sleeping, I walk towards the door. Un latching the large silver bar that hung from its hook. I open the door slowly to reduce the creaking of the hinges. The sounds of small patters echo through the empty common room. My mind flutters with thoughts of a boy I once saw. He had deep chestnut brown hair and eyes. He was tall, easy to tower over me. A stare, so deep and mysterious. I wonder what lies behind the mind of Tom Marvolo Riddle./p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanI slowly make my way out of the large painting that's used as a door. The large snake in the door fast asleep. Sighing, I make my way towards the library. The corridors at Hogwarts during the night give me a feeling I can't quite explain. It's like the feeling you get when a new book you know you'll love, mixed with the feeling of dark academia. The fairly lit candles on the wall, that seemingly never melt, lighting up your path. The pitter patter of the sprinkling rain outside, all adds to it. The graceful sleeping men and women in the paintings, do not seemed bothered by my presents. Which is good, I'd like to not be ratted out to filch. My heart starts to race. Filch. The mad man and his...revolting cat. He likes to wonder the halls to look for children who have appeared to have snuck out of their beds. I stop for a second, taking my time to admire the small raindrops that dance across the large garden window. How beautiful./p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spanFinally, I make It to the library. It was pitch black, no light in sight. Or non that I could see, at least./p
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p class="MsoNormal"(A/N: sorry for the short chapter, I'm just getting started on this story and I don't wan to rush anything. Please leave reviews or requests. I'd love to read the things you have to say. :) if you'd nothing to say, then please, be patient with he next chapter. I am a very slow writer and I like to take my time./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Love, Faye~)/p