𝐀 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 ║Tom Riddle ✔ [EDITING]

Chapter Eighty: Star Gazing Disaster

"A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe."

― Madeleine L'Engle

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My next class was Astronomy. It was with the Ravenclaws. Pan, Greta and Myrtle were waiting for me in the  Great Hall. I lurch forward to grab my book bag when something falls out of it. 

It was a pale blue paper that was connected to a bright yellow Marigold.

Marigolds were a symbol of death.

I pick it up and open the note, reading it silently.

Brows furrowed, I reread it twice. I place it in the back of my notebook with the other note, staring at them in concern.

The first attempt? First attempt? Survival?

I was going insane. What the hell? I grab my backpack and move towards the Great Hall. I see Tom stride by.

"I got another one."

My words have him whirling around and walking to stand right in front of me, causing the rest of his gang to stop and stare. In turn, everyone in the halls turned to look at us too.