Tom Riddle

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It was late, 3:27am to be exact. There was a loud banging on your door. You were still awake, studying for a charms test, but it still startled you.

You slipped into your robes and opened the door to find

nothing.

Then there was another knock, this time further down the hall.

You kept following the knocks until you reached the bridge doors.

The knocking continued, so you decided to risk it.

They continued down the bridge, waiting for you to catch up.

They led you into the dimly lit Forbbiden Forest, and you started to get an idea as to what was going on.

Your suspicions were correct when you passed a thick tree and saw Tom sitting on a silver chair at the head of a dark wooden table. There was another silver chair across from him, empty.

He was never the one for words, so he didn't say anything when you sat down. His eyes glinted and your surroundings lit up. There were probably a dozen different creatures gathered around you both, staring. There were floating lights sparkling around you both.

Food appeared on the table, all your favorites.

It wasn't often that Tom did anything romantic like this, but when he did, you knew it meant a lot. So you ate, made conversation, fooled around, and drank.

You stumbled over to a hammock, bigger than normal, and collapsed into it. Tom followed, shoving you over and holding you tight. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead before you fell asleep fully.

"I don't think I can hate anyone more than I love you."

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