{𝕰𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝕋.ℝ}

Chapter 15

Not him

Azazel had to process his words. Was he being serious? Because if he was, he along with everyone close to him will be Grindelwald's prime targets. What if he already got to know? Is Tom Riddle dense?!

"Are you fucking insane! What makes you think he won't come for it?!" She threw her hands up and glared at him in frustration.

"How did you even get it?! Do you actually have it?! This is not something to fuck around with Riddle!" She bellowed at him and ran her hands through her hair in panic.

She looked around his room and tried to think. This was not right. He is not supposed to have it. How did he even get it?!

"It's a family heirloom" that was all he said and Azazel stopped her panic for a moment and squinted. "Which family?"

"Gaunt" he muttered with venom and Azazel walked to his study and supported her body on it with her hands, her back turned to him. "Still, you can't carry it around" she stated in a stern voice.

"What makes you think I will listen to you?" Tom was calm through all of it and it was a rare thing because he always seemed be on edge when he was with Azazel. "Because--" she stopped when her eyes landed on the muggle newspaper that lay on his table. She picked it up and read the headlines.

"What is this Riddle?! Did you really kill your grandparents too?! The whole family is dead! Why Did you do this?! I won't stand by and watch you become a bloody murder machine!" She held the paper in her hand and it crumbled as she walked to him and shoved it on his chest.

"Can we talk about what's important?" He said calmly and threw the paper down on the floor. Azazel scoffed in disbelief "Like I said Riddle, I don't have anything to do with someone like you. I might've become a little soft when you were sick, but that's that. You can't get away with it like you always do. I am not one of the fools you have wrapped around your fingers." She snapped at him and attempted to walk past him to the door.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back so that she was again standing infront of him. "You need to stop doing that!" She sneered in anger and pulled her wrist away from him. "Don't touch me!" She pushed him by his chest and once again attempted to leave.

"He will come Azazel" Tom said and she stopped in her tracks before closing her eyes and clenched her fists. "He will come for the resurrection stone, he will come for me."

Azazel turned to face him and almost sent a curse his way for manipulating her like this. But she stopped herself and unclenched her fists. "I don't care" she said and avoided looking into his eyes.

Those fucking ice balls that can always see through her.

"Try harder. Lie better next time" he ridiculed her and she hissed in annoyance. Fucking bastard, she hated him.

Riddle walked towards her and lifted her chin up with the tip of his wand so that her eyes met his. Ocean clashed with deep forests and Azazel's breath hitched like it always did when he was close or looked at her like he could read her like one of his dark arts books.

"Do you think he would've tracked it down?" Tom questioned and Azazel's breathing became fast and she struggled to answer "N-no. How long have you had it on you?" Tom removed the tip from her chin but didn't move away, leaving only a few inches between them.

"Since the murders" he said with no emotion and Azazel tried looking away, not wanting to see the emptiness in his eyes when he spoke about such a painful event with no remorse. "Look at me when I am talking to you Azazel" he demanded and Azazel refused to look at him. He grabbed her chin and made her look into his eyes once again.