Chapter 93

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So sorry for not updating!!
I've lately lost so much motivation :(
Enjoy <3

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Tom Riddles's cold eyes flashed in bitterness before they flickered away, a glint of red flashing in those hazel orbs. Why was he so cold all of a sudden, what happened to him?
Pandora Ivy looked at him expectantly, confusion and splendour obvious right through them. "What happened Tom?" His eyes softened at the sound of Pandora's soft melodic voice before he looked down. "Sorry, my love I-"
"Tom are you alright?!" Pandora was infuriated, one minute he was all rude and riled and the subsequent minute he was calling her his love in a delicate manner. He may be the dark lord but his mood swings were starting to catch up on her. "Yes, sorry." Disbelief covered her features before she composed herself in the atrocity. "It's alright but please, stop confusing me." He looked at her in silence before walking towards his chamber. "We need to talk Ivy." Pandora expectantly looked towards him. "About what?"
"Hogwarts."  A grin took over Pandora Ivy's face before she looked at him, her eyes sparkling.

The dark lord held the door open for his Pandora silently as she entered the room, tributary and affluent colours of golden and forest green encircling her eyes, both classical colours clashing against each other. She sat down on the leather seat, with Tom next to her, looking her up and down.
"You will return shortly after next week, as it's the last week and you will have all of your exams."
Pandora Ivy's face shifted into annoyance. "Next week?"
"Yes." That stupid oaf dumbledore harboured her with anger and she wanted to so badly crucifo him. Tom was acting odd, normally the Tom she knew would have an anger episode and throw around objects. An awkward silence bounced around the room before Pandora stood up. "I have to go-uhh revise for t-"
Tom just silently nodded, ignoring her as he started to unfold a folder full of papers, his Charmane features suddenly turning distressed. "You can leave." Pandora just huffed at his attitude and left the chamber, her heart pounding harshly as her intellect searched for a reason.

Why was he so strange?

She walked in the guest room and threw her bag onto the bed, her eyes getting tired before she sat down. A migraine-like headache took place in her head as she closed her moss-green eyes, trying to ease the harsh discomfort and nuisance. Her mind wandered back to Tom and his odd behaviour. Pandora Ivy walked across the room, pacing back and forth, trying to find a reason for his attitude. It was annoying her so much, too much. A hasty idea tinged in her mind. Maybe it's about the Horcruxes he's done? She dashed towards the oak door, flashing towards the library on the 3rd floor. She scrambled towards the rows of classical shades of forest green, midnight and royal red. The books curiously sat, staring at her in tchotchkes and gewgaw. She levitated around 23 books all about dark magic with her wand and rushed to sit down.

Dust danced around her as she endlessly flicked through the pages in search of an answer.

How to make an horcurx

In order to make an horcrux you will need an object,-

No, no. She flicked through pages her sanity slowly wandering away from her.

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Pandora ivy was now on the 17th book, her appearance all disheveled as she her green orbs rushed through the pages.
Footsteps wandered behind her as she chucked the book onto the floor, anger pulsing through her veins. She was now starting to think she was doing something wrong, everyone was against her, and now Tom.

"Ivy?"
Her moss-green eyes dashed over to the blonde tall figure.

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I'm starting to run out of ideas :(

Next chapter will be special as it is the 100th book part!!

Sorry.

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