[HP] Tom next door to Mary

"Mary, who is this?" Ignatius couldn't hold back, and broke their strange conversation. Immediately, the eyes of the black-haired boy swept over, and he felt weird and unpleasant for a moment, but this The feeling quickly dissipated again - and he smiled, that impeccable, well-placed smile.

"Egg, give him the cage."

Mary lowered her face, took the cage from Igg and handed it to him, beckoning him to catch it, Riddle hesitated for a few seconds before picking it up, and glanced at the horned owl, who didn't look very smart.

"For your reward, don't forget to come see me tonight."

Igger's eyes moved wildly on Mary and Riddle again, with unstoppable pupil quakes.

Mary, can't think of...you!

She couldn't see whether Tom's smile was fading. Perhaps, he had concealed himself impeccably from the outside world, but she had guessed that he was angry. After all, her words had some insulting taste.

But he started it too, didn't he?

Since you wanted to pretend you didn't know her in Diagon Alley, why did you embarrass her in front of your friends, thinking that she wouldn't be able to speak and fight back?

Riddle thought she was stupid. After all, the time since their reunion was less than two days. Did he think that she could only fight like she did when she was a child?

"I'm going to speak to Mary alone." He glanced at Ig, who was still puzzled.

"No, just say it directly."

Maybe Tom wanted to talk fiercely to her directly, she thought, without all the hypocrisy, but she wouldn't give him the chance.

"It's important."

"There is nothing important between you and me. Is it because you don't have enough money? You can ask it generously."

She thought Tom was taking revenge on her for snatching his wand that day, even though she had been restrained by him at that time, how could he take her injury seriously?

"Mary."

He smiled and added, "I thought we weren't in that relationship."

"It's up to me to decide."

She knew that after this incident, he would definitely find a chance to take revenge on her, but she didn't care about it. She didn't expect it to be so late, and now she is so happy to disgust Tom.

"Let's talk about it later, I'm leaving with my friend."

She didn't give him another look, and didn't know what Tom's subsequent expression would be. She hugged the online book and lowered her head to pay the bill. Ig took the book without saying a word, and opened the store door again in a gentlemanly manner. , asked her to go out first, and then asked: "What is your relationship?"

"Oh, don't worry too much about it. It was my neighbor when I was young. He likes to joke around." Only then did she look back at him again. There were already several people standing beside him. When a black-haired boy said something, he bowed Teased the horned owl that was in his hand, and the latter suddenly bit him, that person also leaned over to observe the bird, and then faced Riddle again, full of smiles, it should be that the two of them talked again What a joke.

Eight Galleons!That's Octalon!Tom can't possibly give it back to her, can he? !

"So that's it. Then, do you have time tonight? I'll treat you to dinner." Ignatius had two dimples when he laughed, which was also very cute.

"Ige, you don't have to do this, I don't need help, I'm fine, and I don't want to owe you any favors."

"It's not that I'm trying to help you, it's just...I've always wanted to be your friend."

"You were my friend in the first place." Mary paused, "If it wasn't for you, you would have been blind for a while when you had just returned to London."

"Of course it doesn't mean that, not just ordinary friends, I...I know you have rejected me, but you are a good girl, you have always been very good, I didn't give up! I hope I still have a chance—"

Mary's face was a little red. After Ige confessed to her when she was a child, she never thought that Ige would still like her. She just said at the time... and hoped to be friends, but she was rejected by him not long after. Fired, they haven't seen each other for so many years, and Yige has provided her with a lot of help.

At that time, she already had a boyfriend, so she didn't think about it at all, but she always felt that she owed Iger a lot...they were like a relationship between giving and being given, and she had nothing to give back his......

"You can't turn me down now, okay? I know you're in a difficult position, but it's still a long time, say...at dinner?" Ignatius didn't know Mary I just desperately hoped that she would no longer be so eager to refuse as she was when she was a child.

Mary agreed, and the next trip will be pleasant. Although the war has devastated London, the world of wizards is still relatively peaceful. After dinner (Mary said that she has not eaten such a good meal in months ), they also went to the bar to play, and listened to the songs of the goblins. She drank a little too much fire whiskey, so that when she came home with the book, she wobbled and kept thinking that she should put the book first. home.

"Don't send me, don't send me..." She was dazed, and Yige was very worried on his face, but he was really embarrassed to enter her house without her consent, so he could only watch When she entered the house, she felt a little relieved, and stopped downstairs for a moment before apparating.

Mary flicked her wand and wanted to pile up all the books, but she couldn't do it very well because she was slightly drunk. After a series of repeated movements of placing one book on the other and knocking it crookedly, she simply threw the wand away and planned to go soak. take a bath.

Unlike the last time when Riddle was here, she put a pool of water for herself, and was content in this simple but well-equipped small bathroom.

She thought of what Yige said today, and couldn't help feeling a little vain—someone still liked her.

Her face was flushed red from the smell of alcohol. She was so presumptuous today that she even forgot that she couldn't take a bath directly after drinking.She felt that her body temperature was going down, and she got up immediately, when——

boom!

Boom!

Something was tapping on the bathroom window.

She opened the blinds and opened the small window, and an owl squeezed in. She saw its bark-colored feathers blow up, crashed into the bathroom and fell directly into the bathtub, and flapped its wings again. , did not move.

Mary was startled, because the water in the bath changed color instantly, and the blood of the owl was smudged all of a sudden.

She resisted, and stretched out her hand to lift the horned owl from the bath. Perhaps at the last moment of its life, it let out a nervous wail, struggled and slapped it a few times, blood splashed all over the ground, and broke away from her hand. , fell on the tiles, shocking.

She wasn't afraid, but she was furious, and she knew who did it—

"Tom Riddle!"

She called his name angrily, and came out of the bathroom in a hurry. The series of shocks made her feel her blood pressure drop, and she was a little dizzy. After standing still for a minute, she was able to stop, and quickly grabbed a bath towel to wrap it around.Now, she thought, she was leaving to confront him at the orphanage, where was her wand, where was her wand...

As she rummaged around her new book, Riddle's voice came to her softly, but to her, it was creepy.

"Are you looking for it?"

Mary turned her head sharply to see Riddle's jade-like eyes examining her ebony wand as if he were a skilled wandmaker.

"How did you get in?" After she asked this question, she knew the answer.Isn't it simple that Riddle wanted to open a Muggle's lock?There are so many little things to choose from in Diagon Alley...

"Hmm..." He didn't seem to want to explain this question, "Didn't you ask me to come to you tonight?"

"Give it back to me!" She stretched out her hand, but took a few steps back, and groped for the drawer with the other hand.

"Don't order me, Mary!" He strode forward, and he was very close to her in an instant, but there was still a punch between them and they were close together.

He pointed his wand at Mary's chin, forcing her to look up at him, and for the first time she felt that the wand was too sharp, as if it was going to poke a hole in her chin.

"Mary, it makes you happy to humiliate me, doesn't it?"

His other hand patted her face again and again, neither light nor heavy.

He's bossy, dangerous, and never tries to reason with her.

"Minors are not allowed to use magic outside of school." Mary's subordinates moved very quickly. She quickly opened the drawer and pulled out the previous left/wheel from inside. Riddle's chest.

"Tom, do you want to play with me?"

She felt Riddle's wand hand slide visibly to the side, but it didn't leave her chin, her green eyes fixed on him, and she thumbed the hammer: "Tom, you started it, you Come to embarrass me first, why do you think I am the one who humiliates/humiliates you?! Don't you want to play with me?!"

"Tom, put down my wand and give it back!" She even forgot that she was only wearing a bath towel, which was already tending to slack down.

She expected that Tom Riddle would not use magic outside of school, after all, she knew how important Hogwarts was to him, and no matter what, he couldn't let himself leave it on impulse.

"Mary, are you threatening me?"

Tom suddenly laughed, but his smile was so dark and dangerous, "Aren't you very proud? You are a few years older than me, oh, to threaten me with such a small thing, you think I will be afraid of you, so that you will be in the same place in the future." You give in here, don't you—then let's play, Mary!"

Mary couldn't move suddenly, only the hand holding the pistol/gun was lifted up uncontrollably, aimed at her temple, and before she tried to resist, the trigger was pulled down by herself.

click.

The magazine/clip is empty.

Mary didn't have time to reload it, but she did put a bullet in for self-defense.

"Oh, lucky you, what about next time? Mary? Are you going to die?"

If she was wet when she came out of the bathroom, but now she was sweating all over her body, she was completely sober from the wine, and even dropped the bath towel on the floor.

click.

Second beep.

"Mary, that's amazing! You escaped another catastrophe! Will you be so lucky the third time? I wonder if there will be a Muggle reporter coming tomorrow, poor Mary is overly sad because of the death of her fiancé—"

Riddle swallowed the rest of the words, as he saw her cry again.

Mary was really scared and cried. No matter how strong she was, she could not accept that she was "suicide" under such mental pressure, or twice.

"Mary, why are you crying? Didn't you say you wanted to play?"

Riddle was so excited, he reached out and rubbed her eyes roughly, and licked her eyes slightly, it was salty.

He pressed her on the table and held onto her hand, and he just loved to go crazy blatantly in front of her.

The tip of his nose touched hers, his gentle appearance seemed to be whispering to his lover.

"For the last time, let's try for the last time. If you survive, I will spare you."

He even felt like he had taken a shower and was wet.

"Come on, Mary."

The author has something to say: Mary died.

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