What if the future lay in front of Hazel Potter? A strange, confusing and highly unlikely future, yet a future with the promise of love and warmth.
What if the same future and fate was destined for Hazel's arch enemy; Tom Marvolo Riddle?
One fine da...
"I never wanted it this way. The man I had always regarded a grandfather kept my birth right away from me. If the potions incident had not happened, I would still be in his control."
"Besides, Hazel is much more of a politician than I am. I need to memorise it up and think a thousand times before I answer, but it comes naturally to her"
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Hazel looked at her reflection. She looked stunning. A wine coloured dress fitted her properly flaunting her curves. The dress was off shoulder and had a dramatic slit running from ground to mid thigh. She had a sliver necklace set with emeralds and matching earrings. Her Ladyship rings rested on her nimble fingers, along with the protection ring she got from Severus and the promise ring from Marvolo. Her nails were painted in the same shade of her dress with gold dust sparkling. Her red hair, done in a part braid with the rest open, was streaked with gold and black. She put on her silver heels and twirled. She had absolutely no makeup on and looked breathtakingly beautiful.
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A knock on the door - she turned back and felt all the air leave her lungs. Marvolo stood at the door, looking marvellous in sharp black robes with silver trimmings. His Lordship rings worn firmly on his fingers. His dark brown wavy hair styled with a gorgeous lock falling onto his forehead. He had a smirk on his face, very much aware of the effect he had on her.
