Letter

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Prince

After the dinner Professor Prince left Hogwarts and aparates outside of Riddle Manor. Walking through the Manor he stood before an office door. After knocking he hears a 'come in' from inside the office. Inside the office at the sat Tom Marvolo Riddle also known as Lord Voldemort in his original form not the ugly snake glamor.

Looking up he indicates Snape to sit down, "What do you have for me today?" He asked with a silky voice.

"I believed that it would be better if I showed you." Snape answered.

Nodding Voldemort raises his wand "Legimus." He enters Snape's mind.

Snape drops his mind walls and let his Lord look at everything that happened.

After seeing everything Voldemort exited Princes mind and stairs blankly at the wall behind Prince.

"...My...Lord?" Prince ask hesitantly.

"Voldemort got up from his chair and walked towards the fire place looking in the flames.

"Nora." He said quietly that Prince almost missed it.

Surprised at the kindness of the name that came out of his Lords lips. He asked, "My Lord do you know her?"

Voldemort smiled faintly at the flames. "Yes, I know her though I don't know why she is back."

Stepping back from the fire place and back to the desk Voldemort takes a piece of parchment and starts writing. When he finished he sealed it up. Handing it over to Prince he says, "Give this to her she'll know who it's from."

Confused Prince tool the letter and starts heading out of the office, though stopped when he heard his Lord speak to him again.

"Congratulations on becoming a Lord."

"Thank you, my Lord." He said bowing his head. "Are you going to take up the Slytherin mantle?"

"I have many things the think about now since Nora has come back."

Bowing his head one last time he heads back to his room in Hogwarts. Taking a glass of fire whiskey, he sits down on his couch and started replaying everything that happened. Especially the face that his Lord had on tonight when he saw Nora. Prince fell asleep with letter beside him waiting to be delivered.

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