Not About Angels (A Tom Riddle Story)

Chapter 81

Listen carefully to the lyrics...I think it literally captures Tom Riddle perfectly. 

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The nurse approached them, her expression morose, followed by headmaster Dippet.  

He was usually not one to be involved in student affairs...but this was a special case. 

Being filled with teenagers with little sex education, Hogwarts was no stranger to pregnancy scandals....but Abigail Wool was not just any pregnant girl.   

Rumors had traveled over the years into his ears of her relationship with two of Hogwart's most noted students: brilliant Tom Riddle and wealthy Gabriel Delacroix, both of whom were connected to the most powerful wizarding family in England. 

The minister of magic had specifically instructed the headmaster over their dinners and drinks to take special care of his favorite grandson Gabriel. Young Tom Riddle had recently acquired a fortune, and the headmaster Dippet wanted to foster a good impression on the now extremely wealthy boy. Donations are always welcome...after all, the astronomy tower needed serious renovation. Both matters were of great importance and he must take the present matter into his own hands.   

"Miss Abigail Wool," Dippet announced, observing the girl and her friend. "And this young man is....?"

"I'm her best friend, Sam, headmaster." He introduced himself. Dippet nodded. 

"As our nurse had kindly alerted...Miss Wool, are you aware of the school policy regarding teen pregnancy?"  

"N-No." Abigail said. SHe had read the handbook as a first year, of course, but never dwelled on this section because she thought it would never happen to her.  

"Well, Miss Wool, pregnancy and underage sex is strictly prohibited at Hogwarts, as you may know. You don't have many options...."

"I'm sorry? I-I don't understand." 

Dippet sighed. "As you are not under the legal guardianship of any adults, your guardianship lies in the hands of the school, do you understand that? 

Listen, Miss Wool. I don't want to cause any more trouble for you than what you already have...but surely you understand your position. I won't question you as to who the father is, because that is your privacy, but surely you must have an idea of the possible consequences."   

"What are those consequences, if I may?" She asked, scared. 

"If you should choose to keep this child...we have no choice but to expel you. However"  

Sam gasped in horror. 

"It is only my duty to inform you of the rules, Ms. Wool. The decision will be up to you...and the child's father. Whoever he is...if he wishes to speak with me, let him know that I am available at any time. Good night." 

With that, Dippet departed. 

Abigail hugged her knees to her chest and cried. 

Sam coughed. "He's here." Sam said quietly. 

"Who?" She asked, not looking up. 

Gabriel approached. After hearing that she fell sick, Cassie asked him to go visit her. 

"Go, my love, and find out what the slut is up to." Cassie's words rang in his brain.  

But as he saw her on the bed, her eyes red, dark circles under her hazels eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat. Something deep inside him stirred but was suppressed again by the potion. Something about this felt familiar.