Seraphina Riddle: The Daughter they Forgot

     “You have very dark blood running through you, you would make a great Slytherin but then again, Gryffindor would also suit you. I see great potential, and a need to prove yourself, but not to those around you, oh no, but to yourself. There is a conflict occurring inside you, one of light and dark. Be careful which one you allow to consume you.” The hat whispered. “Gryffindor!" However, little applause erupted for me. Instead I was greeted by odd glances from the students, I am guessing they haven't heard the name Riddle in a while.

      And so I am a Gryffindor. Strange how that happens, and what did it mean by there was an internal conflict going on? Be careful which one consumes me? What kind of hat is this? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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