Dawn Rosier/ Tom Riddle
Tom and Mattheo Riddle are the hidden sons of lord Voldemort who no one has ever seen them anywhere. Yet out of the blue Voldemort decided that wanted descendants of his bloodline in other words.. heirs. Mattheo, the younges...
I was tame, i was gentle. Till the circus life made me mean
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DAWN ROSIER:
Fool me once: shame on you Fool me twice: shame on me
My door knocked and i turned back with only my head. "Enter.." i knew it was my brother. He came in and i shut my book and sat upright. "Hi." I smiled and he smiled back sitting on the purple chenille ottoman at the end of my bed. So i crawled forward and looked to the side when he sat down in silence. "Either you're preparing to tell me you're in love with Mattheo or there's something terribly wrong." I grabbed his chin and turned it to me. The weather of summer was coming to an end that the breeze from the casement windows which showed the dark ceramic yard of ours blew my hair back. So i grabbed my wand and shut it from the distance. He sighed and his knee bounced.
"You know i love you, right?" He made me furrow my brows. Sentimental... yet odd. I scowled then sat upright fixing my shorts then leant on him. "No." I shook my head disagreeing. "No?" He scoffed.
"Yes.. no, you cannot begin a conversation with such sentence.." i scrupled. "Listen to me, Dawn." He held my shoulders. "You are my favourite person on earth. I never want or wanted anything bad happening to you." His eyes broadened. I held up a brow of mine. "Tell me the bad thing that will happen to me." I blurted.
"Dawn!" Mother called from downstairs; i instantly turned to him. He parted his lips and his eyes were... terrified. "Come downstairs now, will you?!" She remarked and i stirred my head back. Unexpectedly he sped into my chest and held my waist too tightly. "God.." i patted his back with couple fingers gesticulating him to move away from me. "What is wrong with you? Since when were you affectionate, little brother?" I acknowledged. His breath unexpectedly started to speed before he pulled back. "I had no say in this, Dawn. I swear." He disagreed and i glowered at him. "Dawn!!" She repeated with a louder timbre, so i stood up huffing and put my slippers on.
The dark brown hallways of the house were colder than last month. In fact, it was colder than the night before. I climbed down the long stairs with red carpets extending down their length. I paused before reaching the last five steps. "Swing lady," i turned to the painting and she had the same look that Theo had. "What is going on?" I questioned before she held a hand on her heart and began to sob. "I am going to miss you!" She cried hiding beyond the frame.
Sacrificing me?
I started to feel hesitant and my brain spoke a couple of different thoughts as if i had a couple of different minded individuals in my head. The candles lit down the way. I turned back to find my brother following me. Hence i kept stepping forward. I reached the living room's door and it was already opened for me. Mother posed in a nightgown with her robe on top of it and tied. The fireplace lit the place and so did the candles. Her husband sat at the armchair closest to her standing by the fireplace. She then turned to me, "you took your time coming down here." She clucked her tongue at me sitting on the couch. "My apologies.. i was talking to... Theo." I pointed back and he entered but refused to sit. My stepfather blew the smoke from his pipe as his dark brown brows rested so soothingly unlike mother who had her brows up.
