Italics = Harry
Bold = TomDo you ever get weird visions from time to time?
Why are you trying to talk to me? Again.
I'm trying to help you. God damn, Tom. Just let me help you.
Fine, if you must know. I do.
Okay. Now. Do you know what part of Azkaban you're in?
No.
Liar.
Maybe.
Just tell me, Tom.
Fine.
Well...
I'm in the west wing part.
See, was that so hard?
As a matter of fact it was.
There's the sarcastic Tom I fell in love with.
Again, I don't know you.
No, you just don't remember me. I'll get your memories back and then you will.
Impossible.
Anything is possible.
Like getting you to stop talking to me.
As soon as we get your memories back, you'll take back those words.
Doubtful.
Whatever you sayyy.
I think you put a few too many ys.
Nope. I put just the right amount of ys.
Whatever you say, Kid.
I do say.
YOU ARE READING
What Words Can Do (TOMARRY)
FanfictionTomarry • • • Like a texting fic but through Tom Riddle's Diary