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Andrea, not only became a student of Night Raven College, but she discovers she actually has magic! While Andrea learns to control her magical ability of ice and snow, she gets herself into more trouble. Not only Ace came to her dorm...
(A/N: I'm just gonna put a warning here because it contains child abuse in this chapter, just to give you guys a heads up in case if you feel uncomfortable about what you're about to read, even though what I wrote might not be good, but still.)
3rd Person's POV: Andie was unconscious as she floated in the inky blot void. She slowly opens her eyes as she slowly floats down, "Where... where am I?" Andie think to herself, "Am I... am I, dead?" Andie looks around as she keeps floating down as if she's in the same position as Alice is after she fell down the rabbit hole. Andie keeps floating down until her feet gently landed on a floor, and she looked around to see she was standing in the middle of a black-and-white dining room.
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All that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the wall and the rain outside. As Andie looked around, that's when she spotted a little boy sitting at the end of the table, reading a large textbook that looked a lot more advanced for a child his age. The moment she saw that faded red hair with the two strands shaped like hearts at the top, that's when she instantly recognized that the boy was Riddle as a child.
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"Is that Riddle?" Andie asked herself, "Am I, in Riddle's memories?" That's when someone else entered the room: a woman, cloaked in shadow, and she carried something that I wasn't sure it was a cake or a blob of dough with nuts on it. "Happy 8th birthday, Riddle, my dear!" the woman said to her son as she put the concoction in front of him. "Here's your birthday cake: sugar-free and made with nuts and lecithin-rich soy flour to improve cerebral function."
"Bleh!" Andie gagged, sticking her tongue out in disgust. Even little Riddle seemed to grimace at this monstrosity his mother dared to call a cake, but he tried not to show his disgust and instead gave her a small but forced, smile. "Thank you, Mother," he said, "but... since it's my birthday, I was wondering... may I please have a tart, chock full of strawberries? Just this one time?"
"I should say not!" Riddle's mother exclaimed with utter repulsion. "Deserts and confections like that are very unhealthy! That's like asking me to feed you poison!" "But-" Little Riddle started. "Tut-tut-tut!" Riddle's mother interjected. "I won't hear of it. As your mother and pediatrician, I know what's best. Is that clear." "...Yes, mother..." little Riddle muttered, withering under his mother's glare.
