Four Times We Kissed... (Tom Riddle x Reader)

A/N: im not a huge fan of this epilogue but oh well

November 1, 1981 - Limbo

What day was it?

There are no more days, weeks, months, or years in the afterlife.

As you and Fleamont - you found him close by when you died, thank god - were sat on the couch at your afterlife-house, there was a short power outage.

You turned your head around and you noticed two bodies lying face up. You didn't care much for it and turned back around.

You froze and tensed when one of them spoke.

"Mom? Dad?"

Fleamont's head whipped around and a mix of horror, shock, and heartbreak were shown on Hus face.

Yours showed worry. You flew up from your seat and rushed over to James and, seemingly, Lily. Your husband went to shake Lily awake gently.

Once the two of them were awake, out had the going couple sit down in the love seat in front if you.

"What happened?" You pressed.

James' arm was around Lily. "Last I remember I was telling Lily to go and that it was He-Who- Voldemort and that she should take Harry and go."

You looked at Lily.

"I took Harry upstairs and then I came between Voldemort and Harry." She crossed her legs and hugged herself.

"I'm scared for him. I hope he grows up okay and that he's loved and that he knows he's loved." Her lip quivered. James rubbed her arms.

"Its alright, love. I just hope he grows up brave and makes his name known." James smiled and kissed her cheek.

Fleamont cleared his throat, "He's a Potter. He should find it best to make his name known so well, that there wouldn't be a child in this world - or that world - who won't know his name."