BOOK ONE In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored. BEING REWRITTEN (can find new version titled HON REWRITTEN on my account) !!!PLEASE DONT MAKE RR COMMENTS!!!

i forgive you. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ a collection of letters to tom riddle ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ prose, © neptunals

even angels end up dancing with the devil © 2020 angelsslutt

In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored.

Hogwarts is inevitably vulnerable to the chaos brewing outside its walls. Without room for doubts concerning He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's return, the growing fear is bound to reach the student body. Though, it strikes them in the form of an unknown female voice, arriving with a shocking claim; all of their deepest, darkest secrets - it knows them all. As a proof of the voice's legitimacy - and the cleverest cover up - the middle Grimaldi sister's unrequited love for her house's Prefect, Draco Malfoy, is made public. [golden era] [friday updates]

life would be so boring without pain. poetry about life.

I don't think I fear god anymore, But I fear you. [prose poetry] ©lilacwine-

acrasia /əˈkreɪzɪə/ NOUN a lack of self discipline, by which a person acts contrary to their better judgment Professor Riddle had everything a man with plans like his required: a position at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a high level of magical proficiency and all the right connections in all the right places. That was until new student transfer Alice Farrow showed up.

I'm terrified of the way I've learned to hate you. Pansy Parkinson. © idlevalentine