Heirlings

by boookfairy

A neglected Hera Potter runs away from home and finds herself in the past. She is taken into an orphanage and becomes friends with the boy across the hall, Tom Riddle. As they grow up, they guide each other, learning about how magic could be used for good or bad. When the two find out that there are others like them, it changes their lives. Time Travel Fem!Harry Tarry

13. Chapter 13

Tom didn't know what he was expecting, but his heart shattered . This boy, who he had tried his hardest to impress, was brushing him off to the side like nothing more than dirt because of his parents. His parents .

His good-for-nothing parents that abandoned him like he was worth nothing. A sentiment this boy seemed to agree with.

Tom vowed to himself that all of these people who doubted him because of his blood would pay, and they would pay with their perfect , purebred blood. And it would be spilled all over the ground.

Tom mechanically stood, waving his hand and letting his book fly back into his bag,

"I will see you after my sorting," He nodded his head at the three older children, and left the compartment. He sat in the bathroom at the end of the train. He would not cry. He would not cry.

Tom felt the train slow, so he stood and splashed cold water in his face. He looked in the mirror, sighed, and pushed his hair back. Tom was not a vain boy, but he wanted to make a good first impression. If people could look at him and see his history, that was going to be an issue. The boys in the compartment stood tall, as Tom did, but they had an air around them. And Tom wanted to have that air.

He stepped out of the bathroom, pushed his trunk into a random compartment, and followed the crowd off the train. There was so much noise that he was almost tempted to push his magic out over the crowd and push out the air. Almost.

There was a tall man screeching for the first years, so Tom followed him, ignoring the pang in his chest from the sneers shot at him from Nott. He clambered into one of the many rickety wooden boats, and sighed as a loud girl and what seemed to be her imaginary friend (upon further investigation, it was another girl who was three feet tall - at the most). The tall man waved his wand and the boats set off. His magic was earthy and strong, and fluffed up Tom's magic in a way he decided he hated. It was Tom's first real experience with real magic, and honestly, he was kinda disappointed.

The disappointment filling his veins disappeared as the children around him all started oohing and aahing. He looked up from his hands and saw Hogwarts.

Hogwarts was everything he ever wanted. There was an aura of magic around it that made his blood sing and his heart beat faster. It was the feeling of family and freedom and home .

Tom vowed not just to himself, but to the school, on his magic, that this castle would be his home until he died . He would make the occupants love him, fear him. They would bow at his feet, but know with bone-deep certainty that he would keep them safe.