(Prequel to Severus Snape: The Half-Blood Prince)
Before the era of wizarding wars, Tom Riddle was an orphaned boy with magical abilities who grew up surrounded by Muggles.
Riddle absolutely hated Muggles because they reminded him of his Muggle fat...
"They deserve nothing but pain," Tom said as he joined Sophie's side to walk towards the bus to ride towards the tall cliffs where someone could truly... die inside.
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The bus ride towards the end of London was nothing but bumpy and uncomfortable. Sharing the back seat meant the duo would face the worst parts of the street's potholes and would shoot forward when the driver slammed on the brakes. They were good at keeping their balance but it was hard to do when they were also trying to avoid objects being thrown at their faces.
"Sometimes I wonder if brain damage can be gained over time," Sophie said as she ducked her head behind the seat in front of her and glanced up at Tom who looked equally as annoyed as her. He slightly rolled his eyes and then leaned his head up a bit to glare at the two who had been bothering them.
The cold glance he gave the two sent the atmosphere into disheveled darkness. Even though England was grey, to begin with, it seemed almost as if the greys became charcoaled. The glare faded as Tom looked down at Sophie and the ride began to slow.
"Their brains will turn to mush soon enough," Tom said as he squatted down next to Sophie. They waited for the bus to come to a complete stop before lifting their heads. Sophie quickly rolled down the back window to get some fresh air in the back of the bus. A salty summer breeze met her face as the kids in the front rows began getting up to leave. Dennis and Amy were focused on getting out instead of Sophie and Tom.
Tom waited for Sophie before exiting the bus. He was greeted by a bright sun whose rays seemed extra vibrant on top of the cliff they arrived at. The grass was the cleanest green he had ever seen. It was as if he was seeing color for the first time. He had never been this far away from the orphanage even though this cliff was only a few kilometers away. He took a mental picture of the surrounding area.
Sophie stepped off the bus with her bag in her hand and slung it over her shoulder as she took a deep breath into, absorbing the atmosphere of the salty sea. It reminded her of her home... what she remembered of it. She reached down to her neck and grabbed the necklace she was wearing.
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She found this necklace inside of the small purse she had been carrying since she was 4; from the man: Grindelwald. She had emptied the purse to see how much was inside. Heaps of coins spilled out on the ground and her mouth was agape. There were more galleons than there were pounds, but the number of pounds was already in the hundreds and she couldn't believe her eyes.
She didn't realize how much money her parents had, but then she remembered it was a mixture of the Bussell family inheritance, their jobs, and bounties. Even though she had a vast amount of money to share, she was most intrigued by the necklace. When she first touched it, she felt a connection to it and hadn't taken it off since then. It gave her a sense of warmth and she enjoyed it. It made her feel like she was with Tom 24/7.
