[HP] Companion

"You should be happier."

Annie is the girl I used to use a room in the orphanage and she wove a wreath for me on my seventh birthday, she was really ingenious, and with the flowers in early May, the wreath weaved was amazing Eye-catching.But that also aroused the jealousy of the other children in the orphanage, and that afternoon the wreath was destroyed by the children in the next room.

That was my first magic riot.

In my rage I destroyed everything in the room of the kid who ruined my wreath, I shattered her drinking glass, tore her already tattered clothes and sheets, I destroyed everything I could .But I can't restore my favorite garland.

The children in the orphanage were frightened by my riots, and everyone who bullied me came to apologize to me. Mrs. Cole was frightened and silent in the face of my destruction. Since then, I have never been bullied again. I was never punished, and I never went hungry.That was the first time I experienced the pleasure of violence.

But I also moved out of Anne's room, because I realized that I can't control my monster-like abilities, and I'm afraid of hurting her, and if I have anything to do with Anne again, other people may see her as a freak , They can't bully me, but they can bully Annie.

So I moved to the room at the end of the corridor.There lived Tom Marvolo Riddle, another monster.Everyone in the orphanage knows about his deeds, so I won't describe the details here.But to be honest, I can't remember exactly what evil he did, maybe because I didn't anger him, and I didn't belong to the other children in the orphanage, or maybe I didn't know him at all. I think he's overdoing it.

We are of different genders and should not live together.But the facilities of the orphanage were too poor, and it was impossible to carve out a room for myself.I don't want to embarrass Mrs. Cole. Since Riddle and I don't mind sharing a room, there's no need for me to be polite.

Riddle welcomed me, he didn't say it, but I could see it in his look.We are the same monster, with the same terrifying abilities.We are companions.

I don't own much, just a few changes of clothes, and I don't occupy much of his territory.And I have always been quiet and will never disturb him.

So, what reason does he have to dislike me?

"Since you also have this ability, it means that it is very likely that many people in the world are like us, and there may even be an organization," when Riddle said this, a little snake spat out a letter by his hand, and I Making his own bed.He looked down at the snake, then raised his head and asked me, "You really can't understand snake language?"

"Like us," was how I found Riddle more and more fond of speaking after I'd spent time with him.I turned and saw the obvious disappointment in his eyes: "No. Maybe it's a more special talent. Even people like us rarely understand it. You are more noble than us."

At that time, in order to get along well with him, I always tried my best to flatter him as quietly as possible. Obviously, these compliments in daily conversations are very useful to him.The disappointment in his expression disappeared and turned into complacency, but soon, he remembered something again, and quickly restrained his appearance.

"But you can learn."

"……what?"

"You can learn it. Snake language is just a language, you can learn it. In the future, I will leave the orphanage to look for our kind, and of course you have to join me. If Snake language is a language that can only be used by more noble people, then You should learn too. You can't be like other people, you should be like me."

You should be like me.

That's when I realized that Riddle had claimed me as his own, like the rags he kept in his closet.At the same time, I also realized his ambitions, which might be called "goals" and "dreams" at that time, but as the time we got along gradually grew, I realized that it was more than that.

That was his ambition.

So I started to learn by his side.The orphanage taught us basic word grammar and stuff, and it taught us prayers and hymns and stuff, but I never really thought I was learning until I was around Riddle.

I followed him to learn Parseltongue, and he could always find some old books about history and philosophy, and I read them along the way, and when he was in a good mood, he would explain a little or two of them to me.Sometimes he couldn't figure out something, so we discussed it together, or went to find other books, trying to find the answer.

I will also learn from his ambition.

Riddle will do everything in an orderly manner without any mistakes, and even he can hardly leave any evidence of bullying the children in the orphanage.I learned from his ability to act in setting plans for goals, from his perfection in making no mistakes in his actions, I learned everything from him.

And I have always been a fast learner, and when the spring flowers bloom again, I have the courage to argue with him and refute his point of view.

Of course, I wasn't just a learner around him, I had something that Riddle didn't have.I was one of the most popular kids in the orphanage before my magic riots and I was considered a monster. Everyone liked me, and although I also attracted a small amount of jealousy, I was still the most likable character.

Tom couldn't do that, he was always gloomy, and people were afraid to see him.He also has no tolerance for other people's good temper. Anyone who doesn't agree with him will be retaliated against. Generally speaking, he will send out the snake Nagini who is getting bigger and bigger.

I think this is why Professor Dumbledore would not hesitate to burn down the cabinet of his collection when he came to the orphanage a few years later. Professor Dumbledore said that Hogwarts does not tolerate stealing, but it is not stealing. That's just a sign of victory.They loathe, alienate, and even vilify Tom, who punishes and takes the items in front of them as trophies.

This is not stealing.

But it is impossible for Dumbledore to listen to us, he does not live in an orphanage, so he does not understand the rules of survival here, and I believe it is impossible for Tom to tell Dumbledore these things.

Before leaving, Tom finally revealed that he could speak Parseltongue.Dumbledore stood at the door for a moment, he didn't answer Tom's question, but turned to me: "What about you, Miss Hunter?"

Dumbledore's expression has already told us that being able to speak Parseltongue is not a common thing, so I put on the flattering smirk I am most used to: "No, I can't, sir."

The first hand extended to us by the wizarding world was not friendly, but this did not affect our excitement.We are not monsters, our kind is not just an organization, a group, but a whole world.Is there any more exciting news than this?Tom and I stayed up almost all night, and the next day we left the orphanage and headed for Diagon Alley under the guise of buying stationery.

Tom and I don't have much money, and almost everything is second-hand except the wand, and the robes, textbooks, etc. are all in tatters.But we managed to get Hogwarts, A History and some related books, thanks to me, of course.A little girl dressed in rags, without parents, and helpless, lived a hard life in the Muggle world, and finally returned to the wizarding world.Although living a hard life, he is still positive and optimistic, facing everything with a smile.

They all liked such silly stories, and no one would have the heart to pay her a high price for such a child.

That's why I'm saying this to Tom sitting across from me on the train to Hogwarts.We don't know what Hogwarts is like yet, and if Tom is always so sullen and unlovable, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the beginning.

After all, this is not an orphanage, everyone here knows magic.We can never treat them like people in an orphanage.

"Based on the things you've taught me over the past few years, I can give you my only advantage in return."

"You mean to foolishly smirk and salute in front of others like you, in order to get compliments from others?"

I know Tom always dismisses this. He is proud in his heart, so he is unwilling to do something to please others.I shrugged: "It is true that these things may not bring you any benefits, but they will never be annoying."

Tom continued to look at me without speaking.

That meant he was willing to listen to me, which made me a little bit amused, and I laughed: "And my first lesson was - be happy and put down your dour look."

Tom learned it faster than I did. By the time we got off the train and took the boat to the gate of Hogwarts Castle, he had turned into a polite freshman, smiling and saying hello to everyone he could come into contact with. , coupled with his outstanding appearance, even if he is wearing a second-hand patched robe, it is enough to attract the attention of the freshman team.

But his appearance didn't last long.

The moment I was sorted into Hufflepuff by the Sorting Hat, his face turned ugly. It was worse than he had ever been in the orphanage.We have heard about these four houses from the history of the school and the way we came here. Slytherins are mostly pure blood or half blood. Gryffindor is reckless and enthusiastic, and does not stick to the rules. The two colleges are always in conflict.Ravenclaw respects knowledge and often breeds outstanding masters, and of course there are also arrogant and weird people.Hufflepuff is gentle and tolerant and does not compete with others, but some people privately call it "rice bucket".

Tom had his mind set on going to Slytherin, and of course he thought I'd be going too.

But this is the Sorting Hat's decision, and neither Tom nor I can interfere.To be honest, for quite a long time, I wondered if the Sorting Hat had confused me at the moment I was sorted—I couldn't figure out why I was sorted into Hufflepuff.