𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄; 𝐭.𝐦.𝐫

𝐗𝐗

-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 20-
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𝐍𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝

𝐘/𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏...

Purple mark, as she walked slowly towards the prefect's dorms. She readjusted her barrett, her hand-that held a large bouquet of flowers from Charlie, that jittered slightly in anxiety, she slowly stopped at the large door. Her hand hesitated for a moment, before knocking. Muffled voice echoed through the room before Tom opened the door, his smirk falling. He glanced at her cheek, at the deep purple mark, a tingly rush of emptiness fell over him. Y/n glanced behind his shoulder. A girl sat on his bed with a smile, observing the situation at hand.

"Hey i-"

"My father died." She stated, a stern gaze burned through him with ease. Like a hot knife through butter. Tom stayed dead silent. He didn't even look the same. y/n could hardly recognize him. His face and limbs had slimmed. They reminded y/n of the large tree in her backyard, when it lost all it's leaves for the winter, and stood tall and gangly, frigid in the bitter cold temperatures of the english countryside.

"Everyone was there. Even...even Maryanne and Bellatrix showed up." She said, her voice faltering in between her words as her eyes clouded with tears.

"We made speeches a-and....and you couldn't even bother showing up to a man's funeral. The man that let you stay in his house for weeks?" Y/n shouted. Tom's hand pressed against the door frame as he looked down. Y/n looked back at the girl who sat in Tom's bed. Tom took a breath.

"He made you promise. Didn't he?" Y/n whispered, wiping away the tears that poured from her e/c orbs. Tom's hand guided itself to her hair, gently setting his pale colored hand onto her h/c locks, dragging down comforting.

Y/n watched diligently, her tired eyes made Tom's knees feel weak.

"To leave me out of it. Your horcruxes." Y/n muttered. Tom listened carefully with a blank gaze.

"To keep me safe?" Y/n asked, her face pressing itself against the embrace of his hand. Her tears made his hand wet. Tom stood straight, letting his hands fall to his side.

"I don't need you around anymore, De Lune. You understand?" Tom says sternly. Y/n looks at him blankly.

"I got what I wanted from you. Information. Now go." Tom says, gesturing to the exit at the end of the hall. Y/n takes a step backwards, still doe eyed.

"So that's it?" She asks, her lashes held small water droplets. Her throat became tightened as she held back cries. Tom says nothing for a moment.

"Leave." He says. Y/n let's her head drop for a moment, giving a quick, saddened glance to the girl on his bed, before quickly walking away from the door. Tom stared out the door for a second, processing her absence before closing the door loudly. He was gone. Tom was gone.

"She's beautiful." Vienna mumbles, watching as Tom sets his face in his hands.

"You were a bit harsh though, considering her father just died." Vienna scolds. Tom shoots her a glare.

"Let's continue, shall we?" Tom asks, picking up his pencil, continuing to scribble down whatever comes to mind.

"Now you're sure?" Tom asks, setting down a large scroll of parchment in front of the brown hair girl. Vienna nods quickly, picking up her quill.

"Of course I'm sure, can't stand seeing mudbloods in this school." Vienna grumbled.

'Death eater's'

The top read, fancy framing and swirls circled it decoratively. Vienne jotted her signature with a grin. The first signature of the scroll. The scroll that contained the names of the future death eaters.

It has begun.

zada says:

if ur from tiktok hey bestie! also sorry this is short, kinda just a filler. its all about to go down from here <3