Oh, Ophelia | Tom Riddle

This. This is a 'dangerous criminal'?

"This. This is a dangerous criminal?" Asked the head auror, Marius Malloy, looking through the one way mirror at Ophelia in the room with Grindelwald, "She seems so, so-"

"Sweet? Innocent? Exactly the sort that you'd take home to your family?" Asked the minister, looking over at the auror, prying his eyes away from the room in which Ophelia seemed almost dwarfed by the dark lord, 

"Well, yes, but not before I bent her ov-"

"I get it, Malloy," Said the minister, "If the ministry doesn't get her after this, you can turn her over to your cousin."

"She really did a number on you, sir, to turn her over to Marcus?" Asked Marius, and the minister shook his head, staring Ophelia down where she sat opposite Grindelwald in the interrogation room, "He'll hurt her he'll-"

"I don't care. My son is dead because of the two people in that room," Said the minister, clenching his fist in his anger, 

"I think she's about to speak," said Marius, and Ophelia took a deep breath, before opening her eyes and facing her demon head on, 

"You ruined my life," Said Ophelia, 

"Now, now, young one,"

"My name is Ophelia." She said, glaring at him hate practically causing her golden eyes to shift from honey like to something like a cold metal, 

"I didn't ruin your life, I gave you a purpose," Said Grindelwald, 

"Why did you even want to see me after what I did to you?" Asked Ophelia, "I for one never want to see you again,"

"You hurt me, Ophelia, I found your approach at poisoning me refreshing. It was in the cookies, no?"

"It was."

"No wonder I wasn't allowed to eat that batch, Mi Amor," Said Lolita, "And stop imagining Jason in your head with me,"

"Aw, come on, Lolita, I brought snacks," Said Jason,

Ophelia quieted the voice in her head and focused on the man in front of her and you know, not crying. Don't cry, don't cry, he's in shackles ya' don good, kid. Where did that even come from? Who in Ophelia's life called her kid? Ugh. She was losing it. 

"I hate you." Said Ophelia, 

"Why?"

"You took everything from me." Said Ophelia, "My agency. My autonomy."

"Shame I never gave you a thesaurus," Said Grindelwald, and her cheeks reddened and she grew flustered in her humiliation, Lolita would never make a mistake saying two synonyms like that,

"Take a deep breath, Mi Amor, and keep going," Said Lolita, 

Ophelia took a deep breath and looked back up at him, trying not to weaken under his penetrating glare, trying not to have a full out panic attack, you know, normal stuff that all eighteen year olds deal with, 

"You killed my mother, my father and you turned my brother against me, I hate you for that," Said Ophelia, 

"I didn't turn your brother against you. He did that all on his own didn't he?" Asked Grindelwald, "Must sting, you did anything to protect him didn't you? And what does he do for you? Practically sign away your freedom," 

"Because of something you made me do. I did everything you told me to to protect my family because I love them all, love is something you could never understand is it? Unless, no, you couldn't possibly still have a soft spot for Dumbledore do you?" Asked Ophelia, "You killed his sister didn't you?"