- Joined April 2020
- Member of Slytherin
- 0 House Points
- 1st Year
- United States
Backstory
I live in an orphanage in surrey, because my mother and father are both dead. My name is rather odd, and in the orphanage I was always 'the Freak,' not to be seen or heard with. I am a parselmouth, and imagine how happy I was when I got my Hogwarts Letter in 1991. I thought I would find a world where I belonged. I was wrong. Those in Slytherin shunned me because I grew up with muggles, and no-one would talk to me because I was in Slytherin. I became the social outcast.All the older jerk students would love to pick on a tiny firsty Slytherin alone in the hallway, and I came to the Hospital Wing at least once a week. Madame Pomfrey has a designated bed for me, but in my free time I made potions with Professor Snape that got sent to the Hospital Wing. I quickly became a favorite of many teachers, but when they brought up the bullying, Dumbledore turned a blind eye because I am a Riddle.
I am 5' 1", and am mixed race, Mum was black and Dad was White. According to those who knew my mother, I look just like her, but with my father's green eyes, not shown in the black-and-white photo.
(Sorry, I'm rubbish at drawing.)