It was the year 1947, and your 7th year at Hogwarts meaning your Final and Last year in magical education there.

You were already boarded on the Platform 9¾ train, as the same with every other Hogwarts Student.

You were almost falling asleep, you're head rested on your arms that lay crossed on the table at your booth, when suddenly your gently shook awake by the new Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Tom Riddle.