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Chapter two. I'm only human

The hour after their discussion with a certain dark lord and Dumbledore himself, didn't make sense at all. Harry, Ron and Hermione headed back to the Great hall in silence. No one spoke, 'cause no one knew what to say. Once they arrived it appeared that all first years had been sorted into their houses.

The three friends sat down and glanced at Dumbledore who stood up, ready to hold a speech.

What a surprise as he NEVER does this, Hermione thought ironically.

The students finally looked up at Dumbledore who looked back at them with a little smile on his face.

"Welcome back I might say!" Dumbledore spoke clearly. "And welcome to all those who are here for their first year at Hogwarts."

The first years looked nervously on each other for some support.

"Before we eat… I'd like to make something clear" said Dumbledore and Hermione had a quite clear idea of what he was going to say. "We have a new student among us too, who has just transferred from Durmstrang. I expect him to be welcomed with open arms, just as all of you have been. May I ask Tom Riddle to come up here?"

Ginny froze and stared at Dumbledore to see if she had heard him correctly. Ron was still very chocked from meeting the darkest lord of all times so he didn't bother to make a face-expression.

"'Mione… did he just say…?" asked Ginny.

"Tom Riddle? Yes." Said Hermione and sighed. "I'm sure he'll explain everything to you later Ginny"

Tom Riddle walked towards Dumbledore and stood in front of him.

"I'd like you to… be sorted into a house" said Dumbledore.

Riddle nodded and sat down on the chair. Dumbledore took the sorting hat and placed it on Tom's head.

"Ah, a very bright boy this is" The hat began. "A lot of darkness surrounds his soul but also a very light side. You're clever, that's for sure, and there's no doubt about your courage either, it's obvious you belong in Slytherin!"

Tom didn't make an expression as he walked down to the cheering Slytherin-table. Hermione muttered to herself. She really didn't like this idea, at all.

"Am I the only one who thinks this plan is a little bit… risky?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron.

"That's probably the understatement of the year" Harry muttered while staring at Riddle.

"Yeah. What if he decides he doesn't like Dumbledore and kills him? What if he turns around and kill us? But nooo, Dumbledore just wants his bloody plan to work out for him." Said Ron.

Hermione couldn't help but agreeing. Dumbledore weren't thinking clear, that's for sure. And… how did he manage to get Tom Riddle to our time?

"I should probably find McGonagall and ask for help to find the Head's room" said Hermione to the boys when she finished eating.

"Are you sure? You've barely eaten anything" said Harry worryingly.

"I'll take something later" Hermione assured him. "See you guys tomorrow"

She walked out of the Great hall, knowing that it would take her some time to find her new bed. Her new dorm. That she happily would share with a certain Lord Voldemort.

Marvellous.

Walking in her own thoughts, she didn't notice that someone was also walking in his own mind. She noticed it though, once they were colliding.

"Ough" Hermione groaned.

"For Merlin's-" the boy started.

OH FOR MERLIN'S SAKE NO, Hermione desperately thought as she suddenly realized who she actually had been colliding to.

"Oh." Said Tom Riddle once he saw who it was. "It's you… And you actually wondered why I thought you weren't polite"

"Well maybe you should keep your head up and not on the ground" said Hermione shortly.

"Says the girl who does the same thing herself? Does that make you ignorant or just stupid?"

"Oh you… I really… I don't like you Riddle"

Tom Riddle laughed at this statement.

"Nobody likes me Granger, they learn to stand me" he said.

Realizing that she was still on the ground she started getting up.

Why's there a hand in front of my face? Hermione wondered. Oh, he wants to give me a hand up. Way to go with timing when you already knocked me on the ground, you prat!

"Thank you Riddle, I don't need your help" she said coldly.

"It's called being polite" he sneered.

Oh you little…

"Ha-ha very funny" she said ironically.

Tom stared at her for a moment as if deciding whether to kill her or not. Nah okay, it was mostly a check-up. He considered her.

"It's not very polite to stare" Hermione pointed out.

"Then maybe I'm not that polite then" he said abruptly.

Hermione had no idea of how to respond to this.

"Well if you excuse me, I have to go finding my dorm" said Hermione.

"You mean our dorm?" asked Tom.

Hermione glowered at him without making an effort to answer. She didn't see the point in that since she knew he'd make another argument for whatever she chooses to say.

"Do you want me to guide you?" he said smiling.

By that, I do not mean a friendly "hey-do-you-want-help-smile" but more a "you're-so-pathetic-that-I-need-to-guide-you-to-your-room-smile".

"No" said Hermione and started walking up the stairs.

"How else are you going to find the way?" Tom asked interested. "Please tell me"

Hermione stopped and thought about it. She had two options.

1. She could just walk away and try to find McGonagall. That would mean avoid being murdered first day at senior year.

Or option 2. Following Tom Riddle/Voldemort/The Dark Lord/he-with-a-snotty-look and pray he wouldn't kill her.

She would save a lot of time by just following him, she did have her wand as protection if he'd attack her.

So, Hermione turned around.

"Okay okay just show me the way" said she.

"That's what I thought" Tom said nodding and waved at her to follow him.

Hermione had almost expected being led to the chamber of secrets or somewhere else where he could kill her, so she was very surprised when arriving to the Head's dorm..

"Erm yeah… thanks I guess" she said reluctantly.

Riddle didn't answer, he just walked up the stairs and into his room.

Blimey! Could he be a little more impolite? Hermione thought. This is going to be a very long year.

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