Not Evil,Just Hurt

5- Presentation and Distribution

I stayed only a few thousandths of a second at the entrance of the door, before continuing on my way to the teachers' table. I looked right in front of me. Although I strangely wanted to look for my brother, I did not look away. From the whispers I could hear, I know I made my entrance.

I saw an old man with a long beard rise from the teachers' table. I knew for a fact that it was Dumbledore. My father had spoken to me about it so often, I knew very well that it was inevitably him. They come down the few stairs that separated it from the second floor to join me. I arrived in front of him at the same time as he finished coming down the stairs.

- Miss Riddle, I am pleased to meet you at last. " He said, holding out his hand to me, a gesture that I found very strange.

— The pleasure is shared. Says sincerely shaking his hand that he was reaching out to me

As much as my father hates this man in his heart, that's not the case for me. In fact, until now we never know who we're really facing. Indeed, I decided to make my own opinion on it. He didn't do anything to me, so I have no reason to hate him.

— How would you like to introduce yourself? On the rare occasions that have happened to me in my career, I have done it, but I think in your case it would be better for you to do it. "What do you say?" asked the old man, but this time speaking very low, almost inaudible.

I shook my head slightly. So Dumbledore invited me to go up where he was a few minutes earlier. He spoke first. First of all, they calm down the students who had not been indifferent when I arrived. I took advantage of my excellent position to search discreetly, brother. I found him easily. He was, of course, at the Serpentard table. He looked at his plate as if raising his eyes from it would kill him. Next to him were several young men. One very pale blond, almost white, and three other browns. I looked away as I listened to the director. He doesn't say much. He simply announced that today Hogwarts welcomed a new student and then he invited me to introduce myself.

I stepped forward to the desk so that I could be seen.Then I felt my brother's gaze on me. I felt it, thanks to my powers. In spite of everything, I did not look away from him.

— Hello, for those of you who still wouldn't, my name is Rosemarie Riddle. I'm Tom Riddle's daughter, aka Voldemort, and Mattheo Riddle's twin sister, who's already with you. This year, I will integrate the courses with the fifth year. And a word of advice, never doubt my abilities, I would have warned you! announced while watching some young people terrify by my last sentence which without concealing it had been said with a lot of aggression.

It made me smile lightly. Smile, which I made sure to erase as soon as I noticed.

I stepped back to make room for the director. He announced that it was time to make my distribution. Fortunately with these words my anguish from earlier does not resurface. All he could think of at that moment when he saw the old hat was that I would look ridiculous with that horrible old hat on my head. I keep my fingers crossed so that my distribution is very fast.

The teacher took out his wand and saw a stool appear. With a sign of his hand, he invited me to sit down, which I did. The teacher then placed this horrible hat on my head. At the touch of my head, he began to speak.

- A Riddle... let's see where we put you. Mmmh Oh! You're very special! You might as well be one of the four houses. Courageous.......But I have to place you. How to decide how? Let's continue the Riddle tradition!SERPENTARD—Cried at last the old choice skin which the principal took away from me at the applause of the students.

I get up and look at the director. I conveyed a message to him by thought, hoping to succeed.I asked him if I had permission to miss the meal and to meet my new comrades and move into my dormitory.

In fact, Hogwarts by-laws state that when he has a new pupil, no matter what time of the year he or she is integrated, if he or she is not in the first year, he or she must attend the meal and cannot leave without a member or pupil who will take care of him or her. In other words, he may not travel around the school unaccompanied on the day of his return to school and for the next two weeks. Rules I didn't follow. This stupid rule was put in place to prevent the student from getting lost. But since my powers allow me to guide myself, I think I can obstruct the rule.

Yes, of course. I do not think we need to follow the rules in your case. Have a good night.
That's what I could read in his thoughts.

I gave him a faint smile before leaving for the doors always open under the astonished gaze of the students who no longer understood anything.

I didn't dwell on it and headed for the dungeons. Place where the dormitories of the Serpentards are located, which I am now part of with great pleasure knowing death far from me!