"Oh sweetie, monsters are real and they look like people"
Two lost souls, one too wrecked to be saved, one that doesn't want to be saved. What happens when they meet?
As Tom Riddle continues to go down the path of self-destruction, Dumbledore decide...
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" I don't think I can do this" Azazel said as she adjusted her dress and looked in the mirror. Her hair was pulled into a bun and she had braided a part of her hair and pinned it to the other side making it look like a crown, she had light make up on, her lips were now pink. don't think I can do this" Azazel said as she adjusted her dress and looked in the mirror.
"You look beautiful, Azz. Trust me" Valerie tried reassuring her as Azazel's insecurities kicked in making her nervous and uncomfortable. Her dress sweeped the floor as she paced around with sweaty palms. "Come on, let's go. The boys will be waiting" Valerie pulled her out of their room and walked down the stairs leading the way.
Azazel stopped midway and took a deep breath before walking down. She reached the end of the stairs and stood there just looking at everyone's face as they glanced at her. She noticed Valerie was in Nott's arms and they had already started talking about something.
Azazel's eyes scanned the room for a certain petite boy but he was not there, instead her eyes landed on a blue eyed boy whose eyes met hers and a smirk appeared on his beautiful features. Tom wore a black suit with green tie, his hair was ever so perfectly gelled and he looked breathtaking and her breath was really taken away.
Tom walked to her and stood right before her, he took her hand and placed a kiss on it "You look tolerable Bellum" Azazel scoffed yet a smile rested on her lips. "You don't look so bad yourself, Riddle" Tom let her hand go and looked around the room. "Guess your date stood you up" Azazel sighed and shrugged "Guess I was destined to be alone" Tom sneered at her cheesy words "Touché" Azazel glared at him "Are you suggesting that I am actually meant to be alone" Tom gave her a nod and the witch scowled at him.
"Yes" Tom was blunt and it surprised Azazel everytime. He did not hesitate to tell what he thinks and she didn't complain. "As though you are not Riddle" Azazel blurted out. "I can escort you" Tom offered and she did not have a choice and so she obliged. Tom called Abraxas over and whispered something to the boy, Malfoy did not look pleased but nodded. Abraxas walked away and joined Orla Selwyn. She looked upset while he talked to her.
"Are you sure about this?" Azazel once again questioned making Tom irrate. "Shut up and just take my hand Bellum" Azazel chuckled at that and took his arm "Always so agressive" Tom looked at her and scowled.
A very nervous Avery walked up to Azazel and looked between his lord and his friend "Azz, have you- did you- I mean- you-" he stammered and was a spluttering mess. "Adélard, you don't make any sense" the boy sighed and wiped the sweat off his forehead "Have you seen Rosier? Wasn't he supposed to escort you?" Azazel frowned "No. He stood me up" Avery made a 'o' shape with his mouth and walked back to his girlfriend who was his date for the evening.
"Shall we?" Tom asked her and she gave him a nod. The group of Slytherins walked down the hallways and heads turned to look at their lavish appearance. Azazel felt confidence boost through her and her posture was now more confident.
