𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣|| 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙈 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚

Dix-neuf

The next day was like any other. But when she got down to breakfast the Prophet had Morfin's face on every page. Her eyes widened as she snatched the prophet from the person

"Hey!" A Slytherin girl said

Lestrange ignored the angered girl. She wanted to consult Tom so badly. He had framed Gaunt after all. Now he's been sentenced to Azkaban. The Basilisk is in the school, she had to stop it. But that would mean opening the chamber, and Tom was going to reach her Parseltongue.

She dropped the paper and ran out the dining hall flustered. She knew everything and could turn him in. But there was no evidence, but her. Not even Dippet believed her. Soon, she saw the figure of Tom walking up some stairs and she decided to follow him.

It lead her to a room with a mirror. A mirror she once knew. The Mirror of Erised. She was curious to see what he desired.

There it was, the chamber, formed inside of the mirror with the Basilisk on his side, and the whole Wizarding World on the other. He wanted the world. He was willing to destroy anybody who comes in his way.

"You can come out now..Avella Lestrange" he turned his body around to see the girl peeking in

Her breath hitched as she came into the light

"You thought I was going to uncover myself when I knew you'd be daft enough to follow me?" He laughed coming forward

"I did, because I know what you are. A scoundrel." She quickly got out her wand

"What do you desire?" He merely asked

"Nothing to do with you, I want justice."  She gritted her teeth

"You'll never get that unless I'm still alive!" He shouted

"I will when I'll be in my cell in Azkaban for killing you, Tom." She retaliated back

"You don't scare me, because I know you're inlove with me like any other Slytherin girls" he triumphantly said

"I wouldn't be so sure, Riddle." She replied

"What am I to you?"  He looked taken back

"Nothing." She seethed

She did, she did like Tom, in a weird way.

The tension between the two drew them closer. Closer in proximity.

"We are alike more than you think, Lestrange." He smiled

"I'm not getting controlled by you, do it all yourself I will go to the Daily Prophet this time!" She turned around to walk out

"No! You won't." He stopped her

"I won't? Why is that?" She taunted tilting her head

"Don't play with me dear Avella." He caressed her face gently

She slapped it away.

"Don't try and use your charm to get to me." She rolled her eyes

"Will it not?" He battered his eyelashes

"Stop doing that Tom you look like a fucking imbecile" she reminded him

"Please help me. I'm your only friend." He smiled sickly

Friend. And in a matter of fact, he was the only person.

"No! Tom I don't know why I ever allied with you! You are nothing! You don't mean anything to me, just stop trying" she bursted

He stopped advancing and stood there

"You didn't see what else was in that Mirror did you?" He mutters to her