Chapter One Hundred & Two: Firey Breath

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- I wonder what would happen if this fight killed me?

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- I wonder what would happen if this fight killed me?

- I wonder what would happen if this fight killed me?

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"That's all you got?" Tom scoffs looking annoyed. "Kill them all?" He mimics him irritated. "You're an evil villain. You can do better." He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms.

"That's a freaking dragon Riddle. Just want to clarify that in case you went blind." I hiss at him appalled.

"Not blind. Simply bored." He sneers.

"Yes because a dragon who is resistant to all magical spells and who can roast you like you're freaking barbecue is so boring." My eyes glare at the Slytherin who glares right back at me.

"I'd taste better than you."

"No you wouldn't!" I snap. "You'd taste horrendous."

"Uhhhh is this part of the plan to distract them?" Abby hisses at me.

"No this is Tom being an arrogant toad as always!" I hiss back at her.

She blinks at me for a second grey eyes darting in-between Tom and me. "You two are so bipolar I swear. You were kissing a second ago."

"Don't judge me! You're the one snogging Avery all the time."

"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!!!?" Avery shrieks and Abby blinks slightly and then nods.

"Yeah.... You're right."

"Is this bonding moment over? I'd like to kill you all and be in time for supper." Grindelwald yawns, covering his mouth with a hand that styled long nails.

"Are you going to be having blood?" Tom asks dryly.

"Oh my gosh his nails are better than mine." Pandora scowls from her place beside Abby.

"I know. I kinda want to ask what he does to them." Abby whispers back. She was loud enough for everyone to hear though.

"I hear he dips them in the blood of the children he kidnaps." I whisper loudly back at them.

Grindelwald looked like he was going to pop a vein.

"ATTACK THEM!!!" He roars. "Credence. Get me Valentine Dumbledore's head." Grindelwald  snarls and I blink, the panic starting to rise in my throat.

𝐀 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 ║Tom Riddle ✔ [EDITING]Where stories live. Discover now