kneel | Tom Riddle

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27| saudade

"Dear Tom,
It's been five days since we've been apart. I do remember you promising you would write to me telling me how is your little adventure going, but I believe you probably don't have an owl in Little Hangleton and therefore you can't write to me. Now you don't have an excuse, you must reply to my letter because I'm worried sick about you! Have you found any blood relatives? And if the answer is yes, please tell me all about them.

You said you were coming one day before Christmas and that is in two days, so I really hope you arrive soon and well.

Things around here haven't been great and I need you here with me. Even though I brought Leo to spend a few days with me, I've never felt more alone. For the first couple of days, I couldn't leave the bed, I couldn't even walk and I kept throwing up anything I ate. I was so worried! Abraxas didn't leave my side the first day, but Mrs. Malfoy wanted him to go home, so he left me. Leo is with me most of the time, but we barely talk and when we do it's very awkward. He's been asking a lot about the pictures I have in my bedroom and in my house, I don't understand why he's so curious about my childhood! It's almost like he wants to know every single detail about the way I grew up, he doesn't sound happy though.

Anyway, something really weird is going on around here. My parents really liked Leo and I don't even know why. I mean, I like Leo too, but I never expected them to like him. He doesn't share the same ideals as my parents and he even used to tell me how much he despised wizards who believed in blood superiority! But when he's with my parents, it's almost like he becomes someone else just to impress them. What the devil is going on? I didn't know he liked me that much.

Sorry, I have already rambled for two pages and you must have a lot to do. I really need to talk to you, Tom. I seriously hope you're alright and everything is going as you planned. Please answer my letter soon, I can't wait to hear all about your trip.

Love,
Seraphina

P.s- If you found an identical brother, please introduce us. I bet he's very handsome and in a dream world he might be nicer than you."

Seraphina extended her letter in Miguel's direction, her dark owl, and he accepted it with his paw, "Thank you, Miguel. Don't be in a rush to come back, wait for his reply."

Miguel nipped her finger affectionately and she opened her bedroom window for him to fly away. Sighing, she waited for him to leave and closed her big bedroom window.

"What happened to you in here?" She heard Leo's voice from behind her and she already knew he was talking about a picture. Turning around, her theory was confirmed when she saw him sitting on her white couch with one of her photo albums opened on top of his legs.

Seraphina simply couldn't understand why he was so interested in her pictures. She rarely looked at them, why would he?

Without complaining, she sat beside him and looked at the picture he was pointing at. It was actually one of her favorites, so she didn't mind telling him the story behind it, "This was taken during the summer before our second year. I was never a fan of Quidditch if you want me to be honest, but hearing my mother telling me it was not a sport destined for girls made me really want to play it. So I stole my father's old broom and started practicing it. You have no idea how excited I was."