"You promised me that you wouldn't leave."
"Tom...I never left."
~.+*+.~
Fate is Cruel. Truly.
What if the dark Tom Riddle was never evil from the start? What if something important to him vanished and made him become a monster?
What if he had a lov...
"I..I did. But what exactly happened? Did someone kill them?"
"Oh, yes."
"Who was it? Did you find the culprit?"
"Indeed."
"Well...?"
"...It was you."
"But...I never killed the roosters! I..think..I think I'm crazy, Tom! I feel like I'm doing something wrong!"
"Subside your fear. There is nothing wrong about your actions. You are merely...helping me. Does that sound like you are doing something wrong?"
"No..I suppose not..But..why is this happening to me?"
"...You will find out in good time."
"It's you, isn't it..?!"
"...."
"Why are you doing this to me? Is this because of your diary, Tom?"
"...."
"Please, answer me! N-Now! Is this about your diary?!"
"No, dear Ginny. It's about something else. Something that was hanging on my diary. Something that shattered when you threw my diary onto the bathroom wall. And all that remains is some dead, wet dandelions."
"What...? Does it mean something special to you? If it does, I'll fix it! I'll do anything to fix it, I promise!"
"I am afraid you cannot repair it. It is too fragile and old. Over 50 years old, about the time when the Chamber was last opened. It was a gift. From someone long ago."
"I-I..!"
"..."
From mylove.
~.+*+.~
(Y/N) sat next to the window on the bed as she watched the raindrops drop onto the glass, making a rather musical sound. Rain was trickling down the window, and (Y/N) wondered if she should go outside and get drenched.
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