Ginny's POV
Was this what it felt like to be dead? Was this what it felt like to feel no pain?
Ron's POV
I stared mindlessly at the photos on Harry's desk. Voldemort. Lestrange. So many more. All the people that died fighting for the dark side. How did Harry fight so hard for the freedom and end up getting cursed?
I looked at Voldemort's Heritage on the computer, because I had nothing better to do, and looked up the birth dates, trying to find a connection with anything.
Tom Marvello Riddle, Mother: Unknown, Father: Unknown, Occupation: Unknown, Last known address: Unknown.
I sighed in frustration, but I didn't think that there was anything I could actually do. Scrolling mindlessly through some old record is better than nothing.
Bored and alone, the records for the orphanage had popped up on the computer as well, linking through Voldemort's details.
Teresa Hill - Mother: Dead. No relatives
Katie Smith - Father: No contact. 3 relatives
Thomas Pic- No contact
None of the meaningless names stuck in my head, except one.
Amy "Herald" - Brother: Tom Riddle.
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Lumos
FanfictionDarkness can spread until it engulfs you, one by one. When there is only a glimmer of hope, will it be strong enough to pull you back into the light? ...
