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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚. - 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧.

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Somewhere else, at the same time. A boy stumbled out of the Great Hall, barely finishing his dinner. Trying his hardest not to fall on his face, which already took on a deadly pale shade.

It was Tom Riddle, who was more than outraged than he knew someone fucked with his Horcruxes- or better: destroyed them. He was fuming, barely suppressing the urge to kill anyone who dared to enter his sight.

The Headboy was severely weakened by now but couldn't let anyone see him in this state. So he decided to quickly remove himself into a remote area. But he didn't get that far, on the way to the Dungeons he nearly fainted of pain- only due to his willpower he was still standing.

His vision became blurry, only able to see two moving shapes entering his view.

They look oddly familiar...

That was his last thought before he completely lost consciousness.

The two witches who found the Headboy were not surprisingly none other than Rana Black and Fiona Zabini.

Not even making the effort to milder his fall to the ground, the girls didn't bother to catch his body.

The best friends were on their way to have at least some food in their stomach, no desire to go hungry to bed.

Unfortunately, on their way a student rushed in front of them. Interrupting their plan.

"I told you, it worked!"

Fiona had a smirk on her face and the satisfaction in her voice was hardly to miss.

Rana in response, rolled her eyes. "You can never be too sure." The glint in her eyes said otherwise. Fiona patterned her on her shoulder.

"Lighten up," her tone transformed into something less cheerful.

"It will only get harder from here."

The raven-haired female snored at the comment, amusement mirroring her eyes. Then proceeded to cast a levitating spell on Riddle and turned around to leave towards the Slytherin Common room.

Not sensing the other woman following her, she turned around, only to hear.

"I will get you food- good luck for that." Fiona lucidly pointed at the unconscious boy. Accomplished by a wink, she continued with mischievousness in her voice. "You will need it—" And took off running in the direction of the Great Hall.

The Black heiress' eyes gazed up to the ceiling, an exhausted sigh left her mouth. Inwardly promising to herself that there will be pay-back.

She decided to finally leave the hallway and in advance change directions to resume walking where the Headboy and Headgirl quarters were located.

Their rooms were separated from the rest, giving their position more meaning and power.

Arriving in front of a moving painting of a strict looking Victorian styled woman, the witch whispered the required password. The woman in the picture disappeared, making an entrance clear.

Finally standing in a spacious living room, it was generously decorated with antique pieces of furniture. There were two doors right next to each other, one for the Headboys chamber and the other the Head Girls.

A sizable window was placed with direct view into the forbidden forest. The sun light glimmered through. Leaving the room illuminated in
orange-red shine. It was the sunset.

In the center a big leather couch was located, which Rana used to not so gently lower Tom into it.

Having nothing better to do, she observed the unconscious male, taking a seat in front him. He appeared like an innocently resting angel. The facial features smoothed, hair fantastically voluminous and those sharp jaw lines, possessed the sharpness of knives. It would be a lie to say that the man laying there wasn't handsome. Drop dead beautiful.

His looks could have any woman swooning at his feet- married or not, didn't matter. He was used to getting what he wanted. Tom's charm was notorious.

Riddle was fancied by everyone at school, the girls loved him, the boys wanted to be just like him and the teacher admired his intellect. Except Dumbledore. He could foul everyone, but the Transfiguration teacher saw right through him.

So it was even more surprising to hear that he fell in love with her. The female snorted to herself. As if. He wanted something from her. His intention was as clearly hidden as the monster in Black Lake.

Suddenly dark brown eyes opened and looked disoriented around for a millisecond. The Slytherin heir got himself quickly under control, standing up but slightly wincing as he was still under tremendous pain. His searching gaze landed on the female in front of him. Masking his pain, he put on a charming smile, he was ready to thank her, but was quickly interrupted.

Rana expressionlessly stated, standing up.
"I found you unconscious on my way to dinner."

Looking him down, pausing for a second, trying to find out what he was thinking. "Care to explain?"

He sheepishly brought a hand to his head, fixing his perfectly gelled hair, only to tangle them more. Making him look more desirable.

"I must have eaten something my stomach couldn't tolerate."

The witch nodded, accepting the answer.
Turning around to leave him, he quickly stood up- this time with no problems.

"I would like to invite you out for lunch," quickly added. "To show you my gratitude."

She stopped, a smirk appeared on her face. This was too easy to be true. Slightly turning her head, she responded.

"There is no need for that, anyone in my place would have done the same."

But he didn't let that go. "I insist, that's the least I can do."

Rana Black didn't say anything else but she didn't need to. Her silence was enough. She accepted.

After the female left the Headboy quarters, the dark-haired male finally let out his wrath. Everything around got destroyed. Standing in the center of the room, seething full of rage. He could feel the adrenaline running through his system but had long lost his sense of sanity.

And boy he wasn't angry. He was livid.

Someone fucked with his Hocruxes, which immensly
weakened his body. Exhausted, he sank on his knees. Hands tightly gripping his ebony hair.

Someone was trying to fucking hinder his plans from becoming reality. Or more specifically, knew too much for their own damn good.

He was coming for them. Even if it's the last thing he will do. An eye of an eye. He killed once, it would not hurt to kill twice.

They just did the biggest fucking mistake they could have ever done. — Mess with Tom fucking Marvolo Riddle. The last Heir to the Ancient House of Slytherin. Legacy of the Salazar Slytherin.

Blood was slowly dripping down, a hand went to his face. It came from his eyes. The once dark brown eyes were immersed into an eerie red glow. There lurked something sinister in them.

Riddle's face was distorted in a grimace, the once beautiful face resembles the sharpness of a snake.

He will find the culprits, that was no promise.

No.

That was a fact. His head moved slowly upward as his body shook, an abnormal laugh escaping his mouth. He looked like a maniac, sitting in the shatters of the once elegant decorated room. A mad man, that's who he resembled.

The headboy won't kill them, no that would be too merciful, they would wish for death. A deranged look briefly flashed across his face. Grunting in discomfort, he slowly stood up, slightly stumbling, but finally getting back his balance.

With one simple hand gesture, everything went back to normal, fixing the damage.

Few minutes later, the room was in its old condition, leaving no trace of the destruction he brought over.

Going into his room, he directly went to his desk, opening a drawer, the male showed back a few books. Opening a hidden cavity, taking out the object. It was an unregistered wand.

Riddle slipped it into the side pocket of his jacket. Needing the item for his upcoming activities. A dark smile appeared.

The first person Tom supspected was Dumbledore, that old fucker could always easily see through his layers. But something wasn't right. It would have been too obvious if it really was the Head of the Gryffindor House. From all this time, why exactly now?

At this point, everyone was a suspect. Thinking rationally he knew, the people who didn't appear at dinner need to be taken under closer surveillance.

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