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Terminé, Publié initialement oct. 23, 2021
Just an one shot idea that came to me while on tik tok today.
 The painfull truth is: we know little to nothing about Merope and Tom Riddle Jr and how Tom truly felt about them so... I made Harry go back in time (blah, blah, blah, you know the drill) and tell him about the resurrection stone in his ring. 

Because I love making intense scenarios with the characters' dead parents. 
(That's a spoiler for a future work that will involve time travel, after 'My sin, my soul' ends ;)
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