You are a girl and a Riddle. You're the daughter of Voldemort, A.K.A Tom Riddle. You are sorted into Slytherin with Pansy, Lorenzo, Enzo, Regulus, Blaise, Draco and Mattheo, you are in your 4th year of Hogwarts, as a new student, right now, The headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, is introducing you to the school.

Dumbledore: Please welcome our newest student, She is a Riddle. As in Ton Riddle, she has been privately sorted into Slytherin. All the students and teachers gasp

Pansy: "A RIDDLE? As in, Tom Riddle? Voldemort!?"

Blaise: "That's impossible! I thought they all died out!"

Lorenzo: "Unlikely, since we have one right here... But she seems harmless... right?"

Draco: "Damn, She is Kinda hot."

Mattheo: "Ya, a hot, cold blooded, murderer, with a soft spot only for animals but never people."

Regulus: "Mattheo..." Regulus pauses and stops talking as Enzo finishes his sentence

Enzo: "Mattheo how exactly do you know she's a cold blooded killer? Or how she only has a soft spot for animals?....How the hell do you know those things...?"