Lestrange and the Gryffindor seeker? Seriously?
I mean I knew he was gay, my gaydar never fails me.
But with an Gryffindor Quidditch player? Does Tom know?
"Shit! Sorry!" I say with a regretting voice.
Gay in the 40s. So when he said yesterday that he wants to fuck Gryffindors up, he meant it literally.
The Gryffindor leaves the room, already quickly dressed.
I slowly turn around.
"Don't tell anyone! Please! You don't understand- I'm not ill-"
"I knew! I knew you're gay!" I speak excitedly.
"So you don't think I'm sick....for liking boys?"
"No, come here." I say hugging him.
"I'm so sorry" I apologise for busting him.
"It's okay."
"So you and the Gryffindor quidditch captain?" I say putting my brows up.
"So you and Riddle." He snaps back.
My smile fades. How does he know? My heart starts beating faster.
"Firstly, I'm sorry, that I used you, so no one would ever think I'm gay. Secondly, every time I told my friends how talented and beautiful you were, to show them how "straight" I am, Riddle stood up and left the room. I thought it was because he hates you, but no one acts that way when hating someone-"
EVEN LESTRANGE KNOWS?
No, he's a bit too stupid to connect the dots, luckily.
He doesn't know about the kiss.
"Uh yeah just stop." I laugh while putting my hand on his mouth.
"I just want to say, I don't know if he really likes you. Tom is quite different, when I say he's crazy after you, then I mean it. Crazy doesn't mean liking, or even loving."
"But how did you hide, that you're gay?" I quickly change the topic.
"It's easier once you're in the Quidditch team. Trust me." Lestrange says while winking.
"You won't tell ANYONE about Riddle and I won't tell anyone you're gay. Pinky promise."
I spoke. We shook our pinkies and I stand up.
"Oh and stop flirting with me. See you at the party, 'Sugar'" I mimick him,
he laugh as he points at me and scrunches his eyes together while smiling.
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"My belly looks so weird in this skirt." Joline says with the flattest belly ever.
"Are you stupid? No it doesn't." I disagree, then close the door.
"Can I just stay in your dorm, Alina? I don't like parties." Lara requested as her expression dulled.
"No! You never went to parties in our timeline. Now come on!" I begged.
"Uh. Fine." Lara speaks standing up from my bed.
"I would love to go to a nineties party...." Joline dreamed.
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The music is loud and I already drank a bit too much, I guess.
The common room lights in green light as I sit down. Everything is spinning and my head hurts. I try to search for at least one of my friends, but my vision gets more blurry every second.
I stand up, as I realise I might pass out any moment.
I stumble out of the common room, while the music is destroying my eardrums.
Suddenly, everything goes black and my head hits the Marmor floor.
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My muscles hurts so bad.
I try to open my eyes, but I can't.
"Alina?" Someone calls my name.
I finally have enough strength to open my eyes.
The room is dark, but still too light for my eyes, I quickly close them again.
"Alina, please give me some sign of life..." the voice begs.
"T- Tom?" My croaking voice pronounces hopefully.
"Alina! It's me, Lara!" The happy voice becomes known, my best friend.
"Did she wake up?" Another female voice sounds from a much wider distance.
"Yes, but she didn't react" Lara answers, possibly Joline.
"She's probably exhausted. Let her sleep, Lara.", is the last thing I hear, before I pass out, again.
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The past is waiting for us - Tom Riddle
FanfictionDracos twin sister Alina and her best friend Lara Asti were send back in time by Dumbledore, to stop Tom Riddle before he makes his first horcrux. If they can't stop him, they'll need to kill him. At least that's, what Professor Dumbledore tells th...
