𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 [ 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚 ]

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WARNING: Death, torture and mentioned suicide; if those themes trigger you, please don't read.
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"We've walked and drawn our lines
We've put our weapons down"

The night air was cold and unwelcoming, just like the aura that the brown haired boy gave off; the wind howled in the forest while your (H\C) locks were blown in your face by a persistent northern breeze. Despite the winter-like weather, you were sweating. Your opponent was currently aiming his wand at you as his eyes held an hostile glare, one he had only reserved to his worst enemies: the ones he had sentenced to death. You were panting as your knees threatened to crumble under your weight: you were too tired to continue fighting.

Slowly and inconsiderately, you lowered your wand, mind obfuscated by fatigue and nuisance: you had fought far too long and you had finally had enough. You were held capitive both physically and figuratively, the all-powerful wizard threateningly standing in front of you had made sure to let his nightmarish entrails haunt and plague you during your sleepless nights and draining days. You wanted to put an end to this losing game once and for all.

"Our visions turned to gold
and now we're blacking out"

Betrayed and abandoned by one of his own, Tom Riddle had never come close to expiriencing such a heart-wreaking fury: the one who had promised to always stay by his side, to never leave him, to love him, had dared to defy him and turn against him as a foe. No, he dared not to compare you to a foe, he now rather settled on thinking of you as a nobody, a pathetic weakling willing to run away from the Empire they had helped to build. The Dark Lord couldn't certainly leave such an act of insubordination and treachery unpunished. Not even if it came to you, the only person who had managed to occupy a spot, even if tiny, in his cruel heart. The more he thought about it, the more his blind fury took hold of his body. (Y\N), a person he had trusted and even admired for the courage and wit they had demonstrated - a rare feat - had proved to be a worthless delusion. His lover - or at least the closest thing to a lover he had ever had - had betrayed him.

"Should we pull our feet through the gravel and stone
And the season's storm is gonna be unknown"

Little droplets of water fell from the black sky, wetting both of your bodies and robes; you didn't pay much attention to it though. The wizard didn't lower his wand like you had expected him to and that was way more preoccupying than the storm raging above your head. You had underestimated him: after all, he still was the Dark Lord, the wretched murderer that cared for nobody and never showed mercy. You had rebelled against him and now you would pay and face the consequences of your mindless actions, that was certain. You slightly laughed, just as tears fell from your eyes, camouflaged by the droplets of rain.

<<Do you find the notion of being murdered to be humorous, (Y\N)?>>

Venomous and cruel as expected; but that side of him had never affected you much and he was very well aware of that. It was probably one of the qualities that had managed to interest him and attract him to you in the first place, once upon a time when your ignorance and innocence - you now realize - signed your ultimate death sentence. Now, as he spit those words through gritted teeth, they strangely seemed even less intimidating. You were glad he hadn't noticed the tears that began to stain your sore cheeks.

"Not at all, my Lord. I just find the turn of events quite ironic... Once I really thought we could have had it all." you spoke those words directly looking through his dark orbs; they were as captivating as the firt time you had caught his gaze. It was because of those eyes that you had fallen in love with the boy who had made all the wrong choices, the boy who had never received the love he deserved. He had become a monster. And you hated it. You hated the fact that you could do nothing to change that. You just weren't enough.