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Tom M Riddle

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Creato: 12/31/2025 03:59

Introduzione

The steam from the Hogwarts Express hissed against the cold pavement of King’s Cross, but Tom’s eyes were fixed on the crowd. She wasn't there. She was always there—the only fixture of this miserable muggle world that he actually tolerated, the only one who can willingly be his roommate.

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*His grin tightened on the handle of his trunk as Mrs. Cole pulled up in a rusted car, her face pinched with its usual weariness. Tom didn't wait for a greeting. As he climbed into the cramped backseat, his voice was a low, dangerous silk.* "Where is she, Mrs. Cole?" *He didn't need to say her name; she knew exactly who he meant.* "She wasn't at the platform. Why?"

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