Solving Riddles

Torment

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HP, BUT LIKE, I WISH I DID.

Abraxas gave a sigh and threw the newspaper into the fireplace, turning away as it burned to ashes. Two weeks, two fucking weeks and still nothing, Tom had suddenly disappeared and still, no one knew what happened to him. Personally, he blamed the mudblood, how could he not? She was the reason why he wasn't with Tom when he vanished, she was the one to set the time and place, everything was her bloody idea! He hadn't seen much of her ever since that night, and he rarely ever had enough time to confront her but one of these days he would and he would make sure that he knew what she'd done.

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Hermione checked her wristwatch obliviously, it had become a habit, and now she just did it regardless of whether she wanted to know the time or not. Two weeks had gone by since Tom's disappearance and she couldn't, for the life of her, figure out what had gone wrong. She suspected no she knew that Dumbledore had something to do with it, he had an odd twinkle in his eyes when she asked about him and his reply was always the same: "He's gone off to someplace more suitable for him, and he shan't be coming back soon." whenever he said this, Hermione became more and more conscious of how much Dumbledore could lie. Hermione didn't know why she cared so much, with Tom gone and most likely in Azkaban, her mission was complete, no more Dark Lord. So why did she care, why did she feel like something was missing?

The summer break was in three weeks and Hermione had absolutely no idea where she would go, the leaky cauldron was her only choice, not that she minded. She did have some money considering that when she first got here Dumbledore had convinced Dippet to open a Gringotts account for her and give her a little money to start off with, which, Hermione had to admit, was quite generous of him.

Emptiness was beginning to consume her, without him here she felt as if she had no purpose, nothing to keep her going, and that she couldn't take. She needed to get him out, she shook her head at the thought, it was ridiculous, wasn't it?

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Abraxas picked up the mirror, he started at it, cold icy eyes started back at him. He was supposed to get rid of it after they'd trapped Adrianna inside but for some reason, he couldn't. He stared at the ghost within it, she didn't move around as much as she used to when she'd first got trapped in it, she just stayed in one place hovering and glaring at the outside world. He placed it down with a sigh, running his hand through his hair. He needed to move around, to think about something else other than the web of death eaters and mudbloods he had woven himself into.

Abraxas walked out onto the quidditch field, he didn't have his broom with him, he didn't intend to fly. Alexander got up from where he sat and walked over to him, "I'm here, what is it?" He said, his tone was icy, it was clear that he was annoyed.

"Look, I don't feel like bullshitting around the subject, I need your help." Abraxas replied, his tone the same as the other boy's.

"What with?"

"Finding Riddle."

Alexander scoffed, "That crazy fucker is finally out of our lives and you want me to help you bring him back, you're nuts." He began to walk away but Abraxas grabbed his arm, "You swore an oath."

"Fuck the bloody oath, look, you know he killed Sivian right? I know I can't prove it but, I know it, I know he's dead and I know who damned did it."

"And if- when he comes back, he'll kill you too, that is if you don't help me."

Alexander sighed, "Look, you can forget it man, I'm out."

"Fine." Abraxas sneered and let go of the boy, well, he tried.

Abraxas walked through the forbidden forest, his mind finally blank, staying outside for a while had finally let him clear his thoughts. He stopped at a dying willow tree when all of a sudden he heard a crunch, instinct had him pull his wand out and he found himself pointing it at none other than Hermione fucking Bellouve. He grabbed her and pinned her to the tree by her throat. She stared at him in shock.

"Hello Bellouve." He snarled at her.

Her eyes flickered in anger when she realised what was happening, "Let me go," she snarled back at him.

"Not until you tell me whatever the fuck it is that you did to Tom Riddle."

She shook her head, "I didn't do anything to him now let me go."

He wrapped his hand around her throat a little tighter, "I will ask you again, what did you do to him?"

She gasped for air and her eyes began to fill with tears, "Nothing, I did nothing to him."

Maybe he'd gone crazy, but he believed her, he let her go. He began walking away, leaving her gasping for air behind him. She ran up to him, stepping in front of him to stop him.

"Look, I don't know what happened to Tom, but wherever he is I want to help find him."

He gave a cold chuckle, "Why in Merlin's name would you want to do that?"

"I-, I don't know. I just do."

"Fine," he sighed looking down at her, "but try anything, anything at all mudblood and I swear on Merlin's grave that I'll use you as The Sardonis sacrifice." With that he walked off, leaving her slightly petrified at the mention of the old forgotten ritual.

Abraxas didn't know exactly what he was thinking when he agreed to accepting her help, he supposed it was his desperation and mild frustration of knowing he wouldn't be able to find Tom by himself, he somewhat regretted his actions, but knew he had to get over himself. Tom, wherever he was, needed their help.

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A/N: I won't guarantee any new chapters but I really hope that I'll be able to continue writing, please do forgive me for this shitty excuse of a chapter.