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Tale of Riddle : Games of fate

ElviraFeudeymon

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ElviraFeudeymon

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« - You're weak ! You will never know what love is. I sincerely pity you !

Voldemort lowed his wand, a wincing smile on his lips. What this half-blood of Potter said ? He terribly wanted to tore out Potter's tongue. If only Saint-Potter knew ! If only Potter had knew her, his most beautiful jewel ! Voldemort was far to be weak. He  had knew love a long time ago but this one continued to crackle through his veines, making him suffer.  It was only for her that he did all of that !

- Are you sure of that, Potter ?

Harry seemed surprised, even shocked. Voldemort pointed his wand again at the young man et the battle began. »

⚠️ The original version of this story is in French. The traduction is made by myself but I'm not English-born and not so confident with this language. So, don't hesitate to give me some advice (with kindness et respect, of course).

Volume 1 : Completed.
Volume 2 : Completed.
Volume 3 : Completed.
Volume 4 : In progress (4/14)All Rights Reserved

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