My Love for Tom Riddle

The story of Lord Voldemort and the only girl he ever loved. How she left his life, hating him, and what the Dark Lord was willing to do to win back her heart.

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5. Avada Kedavra

My parents are buried in the cemetery of my hometown. They had their graves placed right next to mine. Little did anybody know, I wasn't there anymore.

When I go to visit, or to just think about things, I have to teleport inside the Riddle House which overlooks the cemetery so that nobody will see. 

I expected to teleport into an empty house, nothing here except covered, dusty furniture and roaming, lonely ghosts. Unfortunately, that's far from the truth the moment I materialized. I was in a room filled with Death Eaters, and in the center of them all was Voldemort.

He looks nothing like the Tom Riddle I grew to know and love. His skin is was a bluish-grey, his lush black hair is gone completely, and his nose is just like a snake's; just two slits for air to enter and leave his lungs.

At first glance it seems he resembles nothing of his former appearance, but when I look into his eyes, they are still the brilliant blue I once thought I could see from space.

I'm frozen in place, mesmerized by him, by seeing him here. He seems to be just as stunned as I am, because he stands frozen like me, staring.

Then everything seems to happen in slow motion: a Death Eater grabs me from behind while others raise their wands and yell, "Avada Kedavra!" Deep in the voices, I hear Voldemort shout, "No!" But it was too late. 

I close my eyes as green lights begin to flash.

To Be Continued...

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