[victoria's pov]
It's been seven months since Tom- I mean, Voldemort- visited me. A few hours after we talked, the Minister himself confirmed Voldemort's return.
Harry and his friends had been announced missing and I doubted that Voldemort had them. Sirius was dead. I didn't know the details. Everyone I loved was dying... I must have been bad luck.
I was still in disbelief about being his Horcrux. I didn't want to be his Horcrux because Harry was destined to defeat the Dark Lord, meaning I would have to die.
I wouldn't even die a hero. I would be known as He-Who-Musn't-Be-Named's Horcrux. I hated that idea so much. Deep down, as much as I was angry at Voldemort, I still missed Tom and longed to be with him.
I thought back to Hogwarts when Dumblledore had told me I had to choose a side.
"The old man was right," I said to myself. "I eventually did need to pick a side."
I thought some more about the complexions of the situation.
"Ugh, for once, why can't I be content!" I complained to the moon. "I hate this universe! I can't even choose how I die?!"
The moon didn't respond.
The snow fell heavily and my loneliness grew. There was only one person who could cheer me up a bit: Molly Weasley.
I closed my eyes and imagined the Burrow and the small chicken coop nearby the house. I imagined her children running around and Molly scolding them for being too loud. The country smell and the pond nearby that I swam in a long time ago. The living area where Lily's wedding was held.
"Oi!" I heard a boy say.
"Who are you?" asked another.
"What are you doing out there?"
I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw two ginger head twins staring from behind me. I immediately recognized them.
"Fred, George!!" I shouted and ran to them. I pulled them in for a big hug as they looked at me confused, wondering why a stranger was hugging them.
"You guys are so tall now! I haven't seen you in forever!" I exclaimed.
"How do you know our names?" Fred said.
"Victoria?" I called from inside the house.
"Molly!"
I ran to her and embraced her, tears of joy in my eyes.
"Mum, who's this lady?" George asked.
"Lady?" I asked, breaking the hug. "Are you saying I'm old? Gosh, do I look old already?" I asked Molly.
"No, Victoria, you haven't aged at all! Have some manners, boys," she scolded the,
"It's been almost twenty years!" I said to the boys.
"Boys, this is my best friend, Victoria Clearwater, from Hogwarts. She's Harry's other Godmother."
"Gosh, I feel short. They're super tall," I whispered.
"Yes, they are. It's from Arthur's side of the family."
"Oh, I see."
"Well, hello, Mrs. Victoria," Fred and George said in unison.
"Oh, I'm not married," I said, fake laughing.
"You're not?" George asked.
"How could no one want to marry a beautiful woman like you?" Fred continued.

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FanfictionWhat if Tom Riddle's inability to love was just a myth...? They were raised in the same orphanage and did everything together. They even got accepted into Hogwarts together but were separated. Now, Tom thinks of her as an enemy. At least, that's not...