A Blast From the Past(Shanleigh)

[Aureila Riddle]

The library was rather quiet that afternoon, Aureila noted. No certain blood traitors botherin her. That was the way the young riddle liked things at Hogwarts. Peaceful and having people listening to you, she thought as she wrote into a little green book. The book was velet green with silver lining. It was a gift from her cousin on her birthday last year. She was rather shocked that the dark lord had given it to her. But she cherised it nonetheless.

The girl pushed her brown hair away from her emotionless eyes as she continued writing. The only sounds were from the librarain's heels clacking as she walked among the students. Old bat, she thought as the librarin walked past her. She also heard students' whispered conversations.

She was similar to her cousin in different ways: she would operate in secrecrey like him; she also perferred to be by herself more often. But what can you do, she thought with a mental shrug. Things aren't what they seem.

Her ears perked up as she head the sounds of footsteps coming towards her. Growling she quickly closed the book and quietly whipped out her wand, turning to find out who dared disturb her.

[Shanliegh Riddle]

Dark brown hair fell shoulder length, and wavily. She wore a black tank top under a blue zip up hoodie. Her dark blue eyes were on her "Sister," she shook her head. "Aureila, put your wand down." she said her arms crossed. The library was quiet, and as she shofted, her tight fitting jeans clung beautifully to her figure. Her black boots went to about her schin. She looked at her feet. She glanced back at Aureila. her dark brown hair fell into her eyes, and she leaned against the book shelf.

Her name was Shanliegh Riddle...Or was Grant. She looked over at her sister. Shanliegh brushed a strand of lose hair out of her face. She looked at her sister again. Sister, god six years ago, Shan never would have believed any of this. But now, she believed in magic, in love, in everything. Shanliegh's dark blue eyes were warmer then those of her sister's, or father's. But that ad been because of how she'd been raised.

Her family had been warm and welcoming, unlike what apeared to be her actual "Blood," Voldemort had f**ked a muggle. Never realized it either, which honestly amused Shanliegh. She could only imagine the look on her, "Father's," face when that had been discovered. Shanliegh glanced at Reila. She shook her head, she didn't know what to say, or what to do. She looked at Aureila. She had the Riddle stubborness, and dangerous beauty, but the one difference between her and her blood, was that normally Shan cared about people.

even for a slytherin. god, help me.

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[Aureila Riddle]

Aureila pursed her lips tightly as she glared at her sister. "Shan," she said rather coldly as she placed her wand next to the green book she had closed a moment ago. Her lip curled as a few Gryffindors had passed them. "Mudbloods and Bloodtraitors," she muttered under her breath as she scowled. "Good god."

"So Shan, dear, we had never discussed where they had taken you after they separated did we?" the young Riddle sneered. She was very interested at who her sister had to live with. Voldemort did not even know, nor did he knew he had another cousin. Aureila snickered for a moment as she pictured the shocked look on his face. Ah priceless, she thought, still snickering.

She then looked at her sister and smiled warmly. Well somewhat. But it was a start nonetheless. "All these years I never knew I had a twin sister," she remarked rather slowly. "I admit it was a bit of a surprise."

[Shanliegh Riddle]

Shanliegh shot a glare at her sister. No one could really call her Shan. No one! She glanced over at Aureila again as she mumbled something about blood traitors. "Yet, dearest sister, you're friends with one of the biggest one's." she referring to Ginny Weasley[teehee]. She looked over at Reila. "That," she said bitterly. "Is not your business." The look on her cousin's face was devilish, she could only figure out the look on her cousin's face, when he found he had another cousin, her. Shanliegh. She looked at her sister again.

"A bit of a surprise?" she laughed, and shook her head. A ravenclaw Shanliegh was very...friendly with, walked by and grabbed her hand. She pulled away and winked at him. Later. She mouthed. Shanliegh wasn't the most innocent little child. Shanliegh's dark brown hair fell into her face. Talk Is Cheap. She thought randomly. She looked up at a sound of shuffling papers. The librarian was busy at work. She growled. She hated the stupid old hag.

Shanliegh's dark green eyes were staring directly at her sister. She crossed her arms. Shanliegh never really knew why people, especially her sister, were so interested in who she had once lived with. She didn't even understand why she was in Slytherin. She acted like everything but. She was shy, quiet, beautiful, and intelligent. She was anything but Slytherin. At least, that's what she thought. She looked back over at her sister, a distant look in her eyes. She sighed, dark eyes on the book shelves behind her sister.

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[Aureila Riddle]

Aureila's eyes flashed like cold stone. "Acquatince thank you very much," she remarked coldy. Her eyes seemed to somewhat soften. "And unless the dark lord says anything about it then who is he to judge?" she blinked a few times after asking that question. She then sighed. "Maybe I am losing it," she grumled to herself and to her sister. She wisely kept her mouth shut. All she was doing was digging a deeper hole for herself. "Some are allright," she growled as she turned a decent shade of crimson.

She then raised her eyebrow as she saw the exchange between a Ravenclaw and her sister. Interesting, she thought with faint amusement. Very insteresting. Her eyes held that bored look. They flashed with anger again. "None of my business?" Aureila repeated with a growl. "I'll have you know it is my business. I can't have a sister who was raised by muggles for certain."

She did indeed look horrified at the thought. Then again Tom would have nothing to do with her if she was, she thought suddenly as she titled her head to one side, lost in thought. She filded with a silver necklace that was on.

[OOC: why am I not surprise that you brung that up? lol]

[Shanliegh Riddle]

[ooc;because i'm just good like that.]

"Who is he to judge?" her eyes widened. "Since when did you go so difiant?" she smirked, and glanced back at the ravenclaw in the corner, waiting invitingly. She smirked. He wanted her bad, she knew it. She smiled and turned to her sister. "Thank you very much, but my family's not your concern. And i wasnt raised by muggles." she said looking at her sister, shaking her head. She sometimes hated her family. Shanliegh's dark brown hair fell into her eyes. She had the eyes of the devil, devious and all, and the face like an angel. She smiled a little bit.

Her dark eyes flickered back for a moment to the boy. She shook her head, remembering him from childhood. "Shan, Shan," the brunette boy mumbled. She glanced up from her books. "Sebs, go away." she said, as she continued to read. Seb ran over, they were around seven, it was Sebastien's mother's wedding, and Seb, and Shanliegh were all dressed up. "Common, Shanliegh." he said dragging Shanliegh to her feet. She looked at him as defiant as a riddle. Sebastien smiled. "I love that look." his youngling voice said.

She shook her head. Never get emotionally attatched, her adopted cousin had told her. She had though, she had gotten attatched to Sebastien. The two had been friends, annoyances, since as long as Shanliegh rememnbered. Her dark eyes were on Sebastien again. She mentally smacked herself. Then looked at her sister. "Why does it matter so much anyways?" she said twirling her own silver horse pendant.

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[Aureila Riddle]

Aureila made a face at her sister. "As long he is not around then I'm allright with that," she growled low. Her eyes flashed with anger. "And If I don't get caught then who is..." her voice flattered as she paused to think. Who was she nowadays? She was no longer the cousin of the dark lord, who was raised to hate muggles and mudbloods and blood traitors. She was even friends with one of them.

A weary smile was on her face. She sighed as she ran her hand over her brown hair. "Look I have no idea who I am," she said tiredly. "I hate them oen mintue and friends with them the next. Its like all the teachings my-our-cousin did while he raised me didn't even exist. Its like I'm turning into someone not me,"

She paused for a mintue to think of how to answer her sister's question.