𝓤𝓼𝓮 𝓜𝓮 - 𝓣.𝓜.𝓡

𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

                                                             January 17th, 2001.

Dear, Ms. Potter.

Your presence is required tomorrow morning at 10:30.

Today the trial of the one Tom Marvolo Riddle, was finalized and you were included in his sentence, for more details we require a face-to-face meeting.

Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt.

"What do you think they decided?" Hermione asked her best friend as she took a sip of her tea.

"I have no idea, I thought they would have killed him by now, I mean it's been almost three years." Leilah then looked thoughtful. "Though I do wonder, what do I have to do with his sentence."

"Hey, maybe they decided that he should be at your mercy, after everything you have done for them." Ron joked earing a smack on the head by his fiancé.

"Imagine it, ME Leilah Potter having Voldemort at her mercy." The women laughed. "No, but seriously, I wonder what they need me there for."

"Well, we'll discover it tomorrow." Hermione told them, dismissing the subject, unwilling to have their evening ruined.

Ron who surprisingly took the hint, asked "So, have you finally decided on a date for our wedding?"

"Yes. Yes, I have." Hermione replied with an excited smile.

"So, when is the big day, Mione?"

"August 4th."

"Great, we still have time to plan everything then." Leilah sighed in relief.

"Do I have to help?" Ron looked ill at the idea.

"Yes, Ronald you have to help, this is your wedding too." Hermione turned around and reminded the redhead.

"Kill me." Ron mouthed to Leilah when the bookworm wasn't looking, which made the raven-haired bite her lip in order to not laugh aloud.

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"Tom Riddle, your new mistress is here to pick you up." A woman by the name Thalia, spoke as she set loose the collar that was tied to the wall. Picking up the leash she started walking outside the cellar with Riddle scrambling to his feet quickly so that he wasn't dragged all over the floor.

"Let's hope she has a lot of anger build up." The other man, who Tom hadn't bothered to learn the name of, laughed.

Tom's body tensed as those words left the man's mouth. 'Merlin, help me.' He internally prayed, both hoping that Potter would take him with her, and that she left him with the aurors.

"Shut it, Ben." Thalia hissed. Tugging harshly on the leash. "If she takes him, we lose our toy. So, better hope, that her blasted morals prevent her from taking him."

'Please take me with you, Potter. I won't last long here.' Tom thought miserably, with glazed eyes.

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"Please take a seat, Ms. Potter." Kinsley spoke. "In a moment, the rest will arrive, and we can begin."

"Leilah, please. You have known me since I was fifteen Minister." The women gave a polite smile as she sat down.