𝓕𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓜𝔂 𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 (Tom Riddle X Reader)

"Death and Fear"

Right after finishing homework in the great hall, I got out of there and went straight to the DADA classroom where I'm assuming Sir Albus was. He would still be checking assignments from different year levels. Or he was making that potion he was giving Tom.

It was great since that was one of the rare occasions Abraxas and the others weren't present. Only a few quiet Slytherins who doesn't really have the energy to do anything we're there like the seventh year students. There was a huge party happening in the Slytherin common room so going in there was a big no-no.

I knocked on the door and I heard Sir Albus say "come in" he definitely grew some white hair and wrinkles. I remembered him looking younger than he was now but I shouldn't worry since I found out wizards have an unbelievably long lifespan.

When I entered the room, the seats looked empty and clean while his desk was piled up with papers and some were floating in the air because of the lack of space. He smiled at me which I returned and brought out the letter he sent earlier.

"Sir, have you received my letters before I came back here to Hogwarts?" I asked him. He opened his drawer and revealed one of my letters.

"Yes, and I actually wanted to discuss them with you but I couldn't find the right time."

"Well, I'm here now so..." I awkwardly chuckled. "I have a few questions myself, Sir. Do you have time now?"

"Of course! Take a seat young lady."
I sat in the front seat so I could talk to him without hustle. Tom and I would sit here whenever Sir Albus invited us for tea and even though that happened just a few days ago, I somehow wanted it to happen again.

"The letters you sent me were quite odd..."

"Yours as well professor. You sent me a gift but you gave me a letter just a week after saying that you felt bad for not giving me anything."

"...well I don't remember sending a letter like that. I have a good memory but I don't recall ever making it even before I gave you the gift."

"Ahh..." I slowly nodded and squinted my eyes. I still have that letter but I left it at the orphanage. I should have brought it here with me.

"And about the message you sent me earlier, I also don't recall wanting to meet up at...eight pm? especially I have no reason to. We could talk anytime without making a schedule." Right...I thought that too.

"...So you've never sent me a letter? Not even one of those?"

"I have, but it was only feedback for the past letters you have been sending me."

"Oh." It made me think for quite some time. If it wasn't Sir Albus, who could it possibly be? The only people I'm close to are Marin, Senan, Sir Albus, and...Tom. The fact that he didn't send me those letters made me beyond confused. Now that I know they weren't his, our conversation here was done.

"I...I have to go now, Sir. Have a good evening." However, I still had something in mind that I wanted to ask. How could I forget? Silly me. I promptly turned around catching Sir. Albus's attention.

"Is there something wrong (Y/n)?"

"Umm... Not really but I've been wanting to ask you something."

"Ask away." He placed his quill on the desk. I gulped and was a little terrified to ask him about it. He might obliviate me if I ask him about it and it'll be harder for us to find answers. I'm so stupid now there's no turning back.  I would like to know what it feels like to be a victim of obliviate. I've always wondered what it would feel like.

"I—I've been curious about that potion you have been making, Sir Albus. Is there any way you could tell me about it?"

"...which potion (Y/n)?"