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Making Us~T. Riddle
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Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2020
The world was a collection of mistakes waiting to be made, and the biggest mistake the Wizarding world had made was allowing the weaker race to live.



I hadn't meant to save Cerelia Sallow's life, and looking back, I should have let her die.


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Tom Riddles days in Hogwarts before becoming Voldemort

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I hated the way I perked up like I was about to hear something great, something important that would change my life forever. He'd tell me that my mum was famous and beautiful and that she loved me very much, because all mothers loved their children, they were obligated to do so. And my dad had an amazing job and he was smart and kind and they were on their way, they were almost he-

"Your mother is dead, Tom." 

And that's where it all started.
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