Professor Riddle's favorite

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You want more? The hunger for rejection fueled by the man whose rejection feels like love. Has ambiguity fueled your frustration, his action incomprehensible, why do you continue to look for chaos? But who am I to deprive you of that, I will give you the suffering created by him, the chaos that you crave so much. Enjoy the man who considers himself greater than god.

Like a hungry animal the voice fills my head looking for its prey, my memory fails me again but what am I looking for? Hoping for excitement, dark secrets connected to the ring at the back of the closet, hidden in an old dress. My step cautiously towards the object in the hope not to wake the man next to me in the bed that apparently belongs to us, Hermoine's question haunts my mind. When did I fall in love with him? am i in love with him? his caress his sweet words like some kind of poison burning on my skin. Unable to ignore the temptation that the object brings, my hand gets lost among the clothes in the closet, it calls to me, I need it. The green glow the ring brings illuminates the room, the voice loud as my eyes close and I absorb the sound. "You're in, kill her." My closed eyes open, looking at the ring that has now been placed on my finger, I am inside.... "What are you doing?" His voice behind me, his eternally calm voice, he never gets angry, arguing with the man is impossible. "I couldn't sleep anymore." My words full of irritation go unnoticed by the simple soul. "I'll make coffee, it's going to be a long day." Coffee, I will make coffee, his words are oh so sweet but burn like hell fire. As if my feelings are being sucked out of me, as if I am changing into someone else, my eyes are unrecognizable in the mirror, empty, dark, cold. The ring shines on my finger, my hair along my suddenly narrow face, another person opposite me in the mirror. A hand around my throat, unable to move, the face from the photo appears in the mirror, his grin gruesome. "Together for the greater good, forgive my sin, forgive my decisions, the best way to numb my feelings and achieve our ultimate goal, kill her and I'll come get you." My eyes focused on his, as empty as my reflection , filled with the same anger , his face as gaunt as mine. The hand puts pressure on my airway but there is no escape, unable to move I stare at the mirror, footsteps on the stairs. "Help Help" My words are silent, unable to speak due to the pressure on my airway. the door opens and he comes in with the promised coffee while I sit on my knees in front of the mirror, my hair covers my face. "What is going on?" Air slowly fills my lungs. "Don't leave me alone again, promise?" His look confused, his eternal ignorance my only protection against what is in the mirror, the man whose love I do not want but have to accept in order to lead a normal life, a life I should lead. "PROMISE?" He nods quickly as he puts down the coffee and leans past me and looks at the mirror. "What happened?" His tone whispering, his concern frustrating. "I saw something in the mirror, it's gone now." His eyes focused on the mirror unable to see what I saw as I slowly slide the ring off my finger and hide it in my bra. The urge to protect the ring is worrying, the urge to ask more of the man in the mirror is worrying, kill her? kill who? My gaze focused on his eyes, his pupils dilated as he looks at me with his lively eyes. "Are you okay, you look strange." My eyes refocused on the mirror showing the same reflection. My eyes are dull, my face sunken, my gaze focused on the always positive man, the always sweet man, the always cheerful man.