Months had passed and Pandora couldn't get Tom Riddle off her mind, his marble skin, stern features, raven curls, everything about him was exquisite.
There were now officially 2 weeks till Pandora was leaving for the Summer Holidays and she was kind of excited. There was a considerable likelihood that she was going to meet him again.
She was currently getting ready for the day and was, later on thinking that a nice trip to Hogsmeade would calm her nerves down, after all today they were allowed to go straight after lesson time.
Pandora was rummaging through her cabinets and drawers for her damned tie when she found this card.
Ben -
I know you must be confused as to how I'm still alive, but I'm here to help you. Visit the Shrieking Shack at 9 pm sharp.
31/07/1996
Tommrow was the 31st of July.
Pandora's stomach dropped in despair, her moss-green eyes watering as she remember the memories.
Some memories never leave your bones like salt in the sea; they become a part of you
-and you carry them.
(Paper wings, April Green)
Pandora placed the card in her pocket before walking off to the great hall, heart pounding to the beat like a drum.
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She had decided on waffles and Belgian chocolate sauce this morning with some raspberries.
"Hey."
Theodore sat down next to her."Hi."
"You look beautiful today."
Pandora just looked at him, unsure about what he was trying to do.
"Thanks, Theo."
"So... I was wondering if you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me today."
"I would love to but-"
"Please, give me a chance, if not I won't bother you again."
"Ok."
She sighed as she dipped a raspberry into the thick chocolate sauce."Thanks, let's meet at the library, at 4:00 pm?"
"Sure."
Pandora stood up and walked towards the toilets, her pulse fastening as she suddenly felt weak. A pounding headache surged through her as she was nearly going to fall. Lately, everything was so weird, her heart started to ache the moment she realized this could be a type of betrayal towards Riddle. Even though he didn't know about this it still deeply concerned her when she thought about what he may do to Theodore. She clutched onto the sink as she closed her eyes, the migraine-like headache pounding through her.
She heard Myrtle Warren dance and sing sweet melodies across the bathroom floor. "Hey, Pandoria!"
"It's Pandora." Ivy glared harshly at Warren as she started washing her face, trying to keep herself awake.
"It's not too late, stay away from him before he fools you. He's dangerous and his intention is not adequate."
They both knew who she was talking about, the one and only Tom Marvolo Riddle who plunged fear inside wizards' and witches' hearts. "What would you know about him, you pathetic mudblood." Pandora was all protective and refused what Myrtle was moaning about. "He has the face of a saint, the mind of a killer." And those were the last words Warren said before leaving, her sweet melody following after her. Pandora harshly glared at Mytrle, full of hatred. No wonder no one came to these toilets, this muggle born kept annoying everybody. A sudden twist and combination of colors reached Pandora's eyes as the sink led to this dark, gloomy tunnel, her eyes closing in pure fear as her ear piercing scream echoed.
Rattling sounds came to place as Pandora shut her eyes, too scared to open them. She only feared death but this was way more than that.This was a painful death.
Pandora's body fell onto the wet, damp stone, her body aching in sweat and horror.
She looked around to see this pathway, bones fibbing down and dried blood all against the floors with huge fangs and snakeskin.
The sound of water dripping to the surface echoed throughout the chamber, her heart rate so fast it was as if it was going to stop..Footsteps echoed throughout the cave-like chamber.
Her heart dropped.
"Pandora?"
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