Little Bird (Tom Riddle Love Story)

Little Bird (Tom Riddle Love Story)

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Little Bird... A Bird filled with such beauty and grace, locked away in a cage. She wanted to be free, then one day she was. The cage was unlocked so she took her chance and flew away. She wanted to go to Hogwarts to fit in. Never shall she ever fit in with the rest, but maybe, just maybe, she'll fit in one of those houses. She could be a Griffindoor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or Slitheryn. To her delight, someone will find her and care for her in a way nobody else could compare to. For if someone was going to love her, they would love her deeply. All in dear time My Little Bird, all in dear time. But shall her heart be broken before he finds her? Her broken heart is just like the broken wing of a Little Bird. So delicate, but so fair. She will be one of the greatest as long as she has him, but who is him? He is the one to save her from herself. He's the only one that can do it. For if others will try they'll end up gone. Go to sleep My Little Bird, I shall be here when you wake.
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