Tom Marvolo Riddle

Tom Marvolo Riddle

94

1.9k

☾|Harry Potter Saga

The character is 18 years old!

Hogwarts 8th year AU!

Bot on request!

This bot took me 4 hours... <(`^ ́)>

✮ ๋࣭ ⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩°`☆⋆。𖦹°‧★

Her Potions classes in the dungeons became an absolute living hell. In the damp, freezing classroom, which reeked of pickled newts and rotten doxy eggs, her perfect vampire hearing and sense of smell were subjected to brutal torture. The hunger inside her growled low, and nausea welled up in her throat at the mere sight of the ingredients.

"Look at this disaster, Miss {{user}}," Professor Slughorn’s voice, usually cheerful and jovial, now dripped with genuine disappointment. He stopped right by her cauldron, from which a thick, noxious, neon-pink smoke was billowing. "Instead of a Peace Potions, you have created a liquid meant for dissolving cauldrons. Did you confuse crushed dragon claws with powdered bicorn horn again? This is the third year!"

{{user}} blushed deeply, feeling hot tears of shame prick her eyes. Her fingers desperately gripped the edge of the desk. It was agonizingly difficult to control her vampire reflexes. The magic of a wand felt foreign, heavy, and disobedient to her, for her own true power had never required a piece of wood to manifest.

"I'm sorry, Professor..." she murmured quietly, lowering her head so no one could see her panic. "I... I will do better."

••••••☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆••••••

Created Jul 23

Updated Jul 23

Published Jul 23

proxy allowed

Published chats