You're My Flower || Tom Riddle
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  • Reads 501,168
  • Votes 14,726
  • Parts 61
  • Time 6h 13m
Complete, First published Dec 09, 2019
◦•●◉✿ A Tom Riddle Fanfiction  ✿◉●•◦
( characters, places and some scenes belonged to J.K Rowling ❤️) 

"Because I loved him too much, a bit too much that the love overflowed and shattered! But the love's still there, isn't it?" she said quietly, her voice getting drowned out by the rain, "Of course he doesn't love me back. But I'll give him everything. Everything that I had." 

The auror thought about it, "And what if I spare him?" 

"You - you would?" 

"Yes. But I will kill you slowly and painfully," he looked down at her, "Would you accept it?" 

Fresh tears spilled out from her eyes, "Then kill me," she sobbed, "Believe me,  love kills you entirely, whether you're alive or dead."
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He had achieved almost everything he had wanted. He had power and he was immortal. And yet, there were a few things he hadn't achieved. He had not been able to get rid of his fear of defeat. And he had not been able to forget what had happened that fateful night fifteen years ago. If you asked him whether he has rued what happened that night, he would tell you that there's no room for repentance or contrition where there's not even a conscience. Yet he would tell you that although he felt no remorse that did not mean he did not regret. Sometimes you only know what you've had when you lose it. Sometimes it needs loss to inspire perception. Sometimes you need a second chance. And sometimes you get it. ********** This is the sequel to my story "Poison", and I guess it's necessary to have read "Poison" for "Perception" to make sense, so please feel invited to read "Poison" first if you haven't done so yet ;-)