Nobody's fool

Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter unfortunately just our characters

Summary: What if Voldemort had a daughter? What if she was in the same year as Harry Potter? This is her story. Follow Tomika Riddle and her sister Serena Jones as they go through their years at Hogwarts and become friend with the golden trio. Written by CrowsAce and O Loikloik O

Crow:Hey, just want to say that after about 700 words into this chapter O Loikloik O had to leave, so after the rest was written by me so sorry if you don't like it, though I hope you do, I'm also sorry if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes. I hope you all enjoy the story!~

Chapter three: The sorting

People's thoughts

~Parseltongue~

Serena looked over at her sister who was staring distantly out the window.

"You know," she said catching her sisters attention, "There going to tell you of for wearing those shoes and trousers."

Tom looked down at her black denim trousers, they were both skinny and baggy, then there was her shoes, black Doc Martins with white laces... well the letter never said she couldn't wear them, besides she refused to wear a silly little skirt or silly little dresses, they were for silly little girls... speaking of which.

"So what house do you think we'll be in?" Serena continued.

Tomika glanced to the side, eyes moving lazily as she focused on her sisters question.

She offered a small shrug in response before speaking.

"I dunno, I guess were gonna find out pretty soon"

At the given response, Serena could only pout from the vague answer.

Tomika only went back to gazing out the window, after all how was she supposed to know? It wasn't like she was magic or anything, oh, wait she was but that was besides the point.

In all honesty, she was a little nervous, unlike her 'endless ray of sunshine' sister, Tomika found it a little harder to adjust. She had only just gotten used to her new home and to leave so suddenly left a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Anxiety seemed to bubble in the pit of the young girls stomach, like some foul acid. However, she was brought out of her dwelling by a chipper voice. "Well, I guess it doesn't matter right?"

Of course, such a voice could only belong to Serena. The sinking feeling fled, at the remembrance she wasn't alone on this journey, whether that was a good thing was highly debatable.

"Yeah... I guess not." it was at the moment a thought occurred to her, "You know we may even be sorted into different houses."

"Of course we will be in the same house, after all why wouldn't we be we are sisters."

"But we're... it doesn't matter not all relatives are placed in the same house."

Upon hearing this Serena was silent for a split second, the thought of being placed in a separate house had never occurred to her. She automatically presumed she would be in the same house as Tomika simply because they were related but now, hearing the reality of the situation it kinda put a damper on the young girls mood.

"But Tommie, I don't wanna be in a separate house" Serena whined, after a moment of debating, her lips stuck out in mock pout.

Since the adoption, the sisters have never been apart and the mere thought of being placed with total strangers didn't seem that appealing.

Or maybe that was just her nerves speaking and in reality things would be okay. Besides, it wasn't like she'd never see her sister again because they were in separate houses.

"Well, if it comes to that then there's nothing we can do" Tomika spoke, her eyes moving back to focus on Serena.

"Besides, it won't be that bad. We can still hang out together and who knows we might make new friends, too."

The idea of friends never really appealed to Tomika she'd much rather spend time with Dakota and avoid human contact all together, however, she wanted to say something to reassure her sister.

Hearing this, Serena perked up instantly, a wide grin spreading on her features. " Well, I do like making friends! " she chirped her hands clapping together joyfully, Tomika offered a small smile of her own.

"There you see, what did I tell you? Everything's gonna be just fine you'll see."

Serena squealed with joy and began chatting about how much fun it would be when they got there; oblivious as Tom turned back to face out the window, her expression darkening. School... what's so good about it? Magic or not?

Sighing softly Tom mentally chastised herself, she needed to lighten up a little, take a page out of her sisters book and just... chill and go with it.I mean... I'm sure I'll make at least one friend

A few hours later the train began to slow down, just then a girl with bushy brown hair came in, both girls turned to face her curiously, Tom could sense something snobby about this girl.

"Have either of you seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost one."

Both sisters shook their heads no.

"Well you both better get your stuff together, just a few more minuets and we will be their, I'm Hermione Granger by the way."

"I'm Serena Jones and this is my sisters Tomika."

Hermione gave them a few curious looks "Are you muggleborns?"

Serena shook her head "Nah, half bloods, mums a witch dad's muggle. You?"

"Muggleborn." The girl replied, Serena and Hermione continued speaking with each other, Tom couldn't help but tune them out. Probably not a good idea if she wanted to make friends.

Serena smiled and talked happily with Hermione, Serena found she liked the girl, she was really nice and really smart, she could tell that this girl was gonna get far, their conversation was cut short however when Tom cut in.

"We're here." she said as the train slowly came to a halt.

"Well," said Hermione, "I'll see you guys later."

"Firs' year's this way." A voice bellowed out, Tom and Serena looked at each other before getting up and following the lead of the rest of the first years.

Outside they found themselves behind a red headed boy and a dark haired boy, in front of them was a rather large man, at the red head's exclamation of 'whoa' the dark haired boy greeted the giant of a man.

"Hey Hagrid."

Serena wondered how the boy already knew him but decided to not pry, even though she really wanted to, she got that from her mother, though were both quite nosey, but just like how their dad would chaste their mum, Tom would do just the same to her.

The man soon lead them down a rather slippery path towards what looked like a lake, though it was almost to dark to be able to tell.

When they got close enough they soon realised it was indeed a lake, filled with little boats.

"Four to a boat."

The large man called out.

Serena got in first followed by Tom a blonde girl and a thin looking boy.

Once all the first years were in the boats they began to take off on their own, what an odd way to get to school, Serena thought to herself.

Glancing over at her sister she saw that the girl was staring intently at the water as if the water held the answers to what ever was on her sisters mind. She then looked over to the other two occupants of the boat, the girl with blonde hair, was fiddling with one of the ends of her pigtails, next to her the boy kept shooting odd looks at Tom.

Trying not to be creeped out by the boys odd behaviour, Serena smiled over at them both.

"So," she said catching their attention, "I'm Serena, and this is my sister Tomika."

If there was one thing Serena knew it was not to tell anyone her last name till she knew where she stood with them, not that she was ashamed of her blood status or anything, but just to be on the safe side.

"I'm Susan, Susan Bones." The girl smiled back.

Serena smiled even wider, Susan Bones pureblood, but not a supremacist, that was good,

"Theodore Nott." The boy said boredly, his facial expression was blank, though his eyes seemed to be trained on Tom who was staring blankly back at him.

Nott, pureblood... as far as Serena knew the Nott's were neutral.

Before Serena could say anything else Tom called out, "Serena look."

Looking confusedly over at her sister, she saw that Tom was staring at something with a look of awe on her face, looking to where her sister was looking she was certain that the look of awe on her sisters face was now mirrored on her own face.

Before them stood a castle that had so many windows with light pouring out of them, Tom had a feeling that the castle was probably bigger than it looked.

The boats finally came to dock and all the first years got out and with a mix of nervousness and eagerness they all began to follow Hagrid and make their way to the front doors, they all stopped when Hagrid put a hand up to stop them, he knocked his big fist against the door three times, Tom was quite surprised that the door didn't fall down, must be magic, she thought to herself.

Not a few seconds later the doors creaked open, revealing a large entrance hall, to the left and right side of the door stood two hour glasses (two on each side) at the bottom of them had six 0's.

In front of them was a massive stair case, and around them quite a few doors, however before Tom could get a real good look screaming erupted from the crowd, the sound of water being splashed down as if thrown from a great height sounded.

Looking up Tom found that the culprit was one of the spirits that was happily cackling away as it threw what Tom now knew were water balloons at the students below, however before he could throw anymore a strict elderly lady with a no-nonsense-attitude came out from one of the doors.

"Peeve's enough!"

The Ghoul's only response was to stick its tongue out and blow a raspberry before flying away cackling merrily.

Facing the students the Professor (for who else could she be) pulled out her wand and waved it over the students. Those that were all soaked from the water balloons soon found themselves bone dry.

"I am Professor McGonagall, now if you will all follow me."

And with that the Professor began to walk away, the students rushing to keep up.

The professor lead them to a smaller room, before turning to address them all once more.

"Now you will all wait here till we're all ready for you, whilst waiting perhaps some of you may want to clean up and straighten up you uniform." As she said this she eyed the red haired boy from early who, Tom noted, had a bit of dirt on his nose, and a chubby boy who's shirt collar was stuck up.

The professor turned and went the through the doors that Tom figured lead to the main hall.

"So its true then Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts."

Whispers spread out as the boys name was said.

In front of her a blonde boy was smirking over at a dark haired boy that Tom recognised as one of the other boys that was in front of her.

The blonde boy sauntered over to introduce himself to the other boy.

"It's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." At this the red haired boy snickered.

The blondes grey eyes narrowed as he stared disgustedly at the red haired boy.

"Think my names funny do you? Well there's no need to ask for yours; red hair and hand-me-down robes, you must be a Weasley." Turning his gaze back onto the dark haired boy he said, "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort," he stuck out his hand for the other boy to shake "I can help you there."

The boy took one look at the out stretched hand then looked back up at the blonde boy. "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thank you."

Ooooohhh buuuuurn. Serena thought to herself, resisting the urge to giggle and failing like a few of the other students around her.

Before anything else could happen the doors opened up once more to reveal Professor McGonagall.

"We're ready for you now."

She said turning back to lead them by pairs through the entrance hall, the students began to feel even more nervous when they saw how many older students there were.

They came to a stop in front of a stool that had a old hat perched on top.

What shocked all the first years was when it began to sing.

(Crow: Go look at the book or some where on line if you want to see the song, you should all know how it goes anyway)

Once the hat finished its singing a round of applause followed.

Professor McGonagall spoke up once more.

"Now when I call your name, I want you to come up and sit on this stall and place this hat on top of your head to determine where you shall be sorted."

As names were called and children went up, both Serena and Tom both felt butterflies begin to stir in their stomach.

"Granger, Hermione."

"It's ok, keep calm, don't panic." The girl muttered to herself as she walked up to the store and placed the hat on her head, after a minute the hat finally yelled out "GRYFFINDOR!"

A round of applause and yelling could be heard from the 'red' table as Serena dubbed it.

A few more names later and, "Jones, Serena."

Serena felt her breath hitch as her heart leapt into her throat, he sister smiled reassuringly at her and nudged her forward.

Sitting down on the stool she place the hat over her head, she found it fell pass her eyes; she nearly fell of in shock when she heard it speak in her head.

Chuckling the hat said, 'Oh don't worry child no harm shall come to you, now lets see where to put you, hmm you're very loyal, not to mention a little brash, oh I know just to put you' "GRYFFINDOR!"

Once again cheers and applause sounded from the red table. Taking of the hat and placing it back on the stool, Serena made her way shakily over to the table and sat next to a smiling Hermione and the head boy who introduced him self as Percy Weasley.Must be related to that other red head boy.

Tom's stomach was doing flips at this point. She watched as the blonde haired boy from earlier was sorted, the hat had barely touched his head before it called out "SLYTHERIN!"

She then watched as the dark haired boy also from earlier was sorted, once again when his name was called out whispers spread out across the student populations, after a few minuets the hat finally shouted out "GRYFFINDOR!"

Cheers and cries of joy and rounds of applause sounded louder than before, shouts of "We got Potter." could be heard.

Then finally.

"R-Riddle, Tomika."

Tom looked at the Professor as she stuttered over the name, Tom noticed a slight look of fear in the Professor's as she got closer, though one would have had to notice that something was amiss if they were to see it.

Her eyes then found the blue of the headmaster, she had noticed that before they seemed to almost be sparkling however they seemed to have dimmed down some now, though there seemed to be a faint glimmer there, perhaps it depends on the lighting?

As Tom reached the store she caught site of a familiar looking man, she recognised him as the man from the pub with the turban on his head, he was watching her intently, a little to intently perhaps.

Tom had to resist the urge to not to jump when a voice sounded in her head.

'Ah, another Riddle, how interesting,' the hat chuckled to itself. 'Oh I remember your father, and your mother, both brilliant and powerful, one more so than the other but still...' the hat trailed of as he began to thing, 'Well there's only one place right for you...' "SLYTHERIN!"

A light round of applause followed as Tom made her way to the table, she ignored the judgemental stares of her new house mates as she sat at the very end of the table, next to the boy who she had shared a boat with earlier, she looked up at the table to see that the twinkle in the headmasters eyes seemed all but gone now, she felt her eyes trail over to the man with the turban, he was looking down at his goblet, a gleam of pride in his eyes.How odd...

To. Be. Continued.

Crow: How was it? I've noticed when I upload chapters that have a large quantity of words, parts of it go missing, I haven't noticed any yet, but you never know... things are easily missed... Please R&R