He shows up in her dreams time and time again, the pretty boy with scars on his face and sparkling eyes one could never forget... but he was never supposed to be real. He was supposed to be a fragment of her imagination. Well that's what Jaya Levine thought anyway. Her disbelief in the existence of this mystery boy was brutally proven wrong, when he made an appearance at Hogwarts... and from the moment she was introduced to him, her heart shattered into a million pieces. Hatred. That's what she felt towards him, that's what she felt towards Mattheo Marvolo Riddle, son of the Dark Lord... and so she swore to herself that her detestation towards him would never change. He would always be a player. A manipulator. A cigarette addict. A major red flag. Someone she would want to stay well away from. Turns out, that's a lot harder than it looks.

They were everything to each other once - three kids tangled in summer storms, whispered spells, and secrets buried too deep. Then Belle Nott vanished. No warning. No trace. Just silence... and the lie that she was dead. Five years later, she returns to Hogwarts - changed, guarded, and carrying a power even she doesn't understand. But to Theodore Nott and Mattheo Riddle, she's still Belle. The same girl who used to race them through the manor halls, laugh at the thunder, and hex portraits for fun. Only now, her smile is colder. Her silence is louder. And whatever was done to her in the dark... left marks they can't see. They don't care. She's home. And they'll burn the world before they lose her again.

(verb.) to be afraid of : expect with alarm "she was a storm, sudden; powerful; violent; devastating; and utterly magnificent."