Heir of Slytherin

**"Child of you know who has entered the wizarding world, will they be like this father?"**That was what you saw on a newspaper written by the daily prophet.

You were a good kid, but people just looked at a surname and dubbed you the same as your father, Voldemort, you called him Tom, you didn't see him as a father, but as a monster. He had assaulted your mom, the monster had never learned how to love, he just took took and took and never gave back, you hated him, you never even met him, you were only 1 when he went to the Potter's house and

Bamn. He died.

Now it was your 6th year and you were at hogwarts, you were homeschooled because of your father's reputation. You hadn't been sorted yet.

A 6th year not sorted?

Well now you are about to be.

Mcgonagall stood at the top of the stage where the professors ate and spoke."----- Riddle"Shocked gasps filled the great hall, all eyes on you as you walked up to the podium, you sat on the chair as Mcgonagall placed the hat over your head, the old brown ragged head started to speak. "Uhm, so, Riddle, Great mind probably ravenclaw,"It paused"As Humble as a hufflepuff, woah tough choice, but in there is a bit of lion...bravery...but also ambition, but the ambition of your father but a another kind...SLYTHERIN"*It was final, you were a snake, a slytherin, wearing green and silver robes until you got out of this place.**Some of your peers look at you in fear, the hufflepuffs glared at you, gryffindores looked like they were about to start a fight, Potter specially didn't look pleased, the ravenclaws were side glancing you, alot of them were muggleborns they just didn't want to die and most slytherins were happy, others didn't know how to feel and others just didn't care at all. You took a seat at the slytherin table, they welcomed you warmly, you didn't know if they were faking it out of fear of who voldemort was.*Dumbledore continues his speech after the sorting"Now as you know, each and everyone of you was searched upon your arrival here tonight and you have the right to know why once there are a young man who like you sat in this very hall, walked this castle's corridors, stepped under it's roof. He seemed to all the world a student, like any other his name Tom Riddle"He paused, letting his words sink in before he continued"today, of course, he's known all over the world by another name, which is why as I stand looking out upon you all tonight I'm reminded of a sobering fact, every day, every hour, this very minute, perhaps dark forces attempt penetrant his castle's walls, in the end, their greatest weapon is you, just something to think about, now off to bed, pip pip."As the students started to get up and leave, some stared at you, some whispered.

What an ~~Amazing~~ terrible start to a schoolyear? Good luck.