The Prophecy Can't Be Foretold; a Tom Riddle Fan Fiction

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The end of the school year came faster than I'd expected. The castle, once filled with the hum of students and the bustle of exams, now felt oddly quiet. The hallways seemed emptier, the common rooms more subdued as the reality of leaving Hogwarts for the last time sank in. Seven years. Seven years of laughter, learning, and moments I would never forget. Now, it was all coming to an end.

I stood in the middle of our dorm, surrounded by half-packed trunks and scattered belongings. Nadia was folding her robes with a quiet intensity, her eyes red from the tears she tried to hide. I wasn't doing much better. Every item I packed carried a memory, a fragment of a life I wasn't quite ready to leave behind.

"It feels... surreal, doesn't it?" I said softly, breaking the heavy silence between us.

Nadia nodded without looking up, her voice barely a whisper. "Yeah... I can't believe it's over."

I felt a lump forming in my throat as I sat down on the edge of my bed, clutching a well-worn book. "Hogwarts was home," I continued, my voice faltering. "What are we supposed to do now?"

Nadia stopped what she was doing and sat beside me, her shoulder gently brushing mine. We stared at the empty room, the place that had been our sanctuary for so long. Tears welled in my eyes, and I didn't bother trying to blink them away.

"We'll figure it out," Nadia said, her voice trembling slightly. "But it won't be the same."

I leaned into her, and she wrapped her arm around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. For a long moment, we stayed like that, letting the weight of our shared memories settle around us.

"I'm so proud of you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "You did it. You passed everything."

"So did you," I murmured, pulling back to look at her. "You retook Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts and passed. You're incredible."

Nadia smiled weakly, wiping at her eyes. "I couldn't have done it without you."

We laughed softly through the tears, the sound bittersweet and full of unspoken fears about what the future held.

"We're going to be okay, right?" I asked, needing her reassurance as much as she needed mine.

Nadia's eyes flickered with uncertainty, but she nodded. "Yeah... we'll be okay."

But even as we said it, there was a shadow looming over me, something dark and dangerous, something that had nothing to do with the end of school and everything to do with the path I had chosen.

This was a certain semicolon, because I knew that I'd be back here some day. It wasn't a chapter closed for me, like it was for Nadia. I will be back here, rather sooner than later, because I feel like if I wait too long, I might not be able to stop what's coming.

A/N
This is where I'm going to end the part where Caliana and Nadia are at Hogwarts. They have officially finished school, and a new chapter will be opening for both of them. I'm still unsure of how I will be writing the upcoming chapters. If I do a chapter but three different points of view, (Tom, Caliana and Nadia). Or if I might shift to a third person narrative.
Lots of love, Cady