[HP] Tom next door to Mary

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Wall Orphanage.

Here there are the shadows of poverty and hunger, the listless Martha, and the little boys and girls who are stepping on the iron gate.

"Stop shaking, okay?"

It was the little boy who was speaking, his bangs were so long that they were about to cover his eyes, and under his delicate nose, his pretty lips were tightly pursed to express his dissatisfaction.

What he blamed was that the girl kept moving, holding the iron railing with both hands, shaking from side to side, causing his body to be shaken by the railing.

"We're all waiting, isn't it boring not to do something?" The girl stopped still, she stretched out her arms, crossed her fingers, and looked at the boy, "Why don't you read your storybook to the boy?" Me? Or do you sing to me?"

"Why should I do this?" The boy rolled his eyes at her, "Don't get in the way here, it's really annoying."

"Why is it an eyesore when I'm here? I can't be here anymore? Aren't you the same as me, who was adopted here?" She was unconvinced, and immediately yelled at him, and began to shake even more violently.

"Mary, I'm different from you!" He began to explain his motives, and repeatedly emphasized his "differentness", "That woman Cole told me that someone would come to pick me up, I have a father , and grandpa, what about you?"

"Maybe I have too! Besides, you said the day before yesterday that you took your father's name. Don't you think it sounds bad?" Mary was completely unmoved. After all, the reasons why everyone can be in the orphanage are all the same, " Of course you don’t think my name sounds good—you just can’t look at anyone!”

"I'm just pointing at you now, Mary!" The boy's delicate facial features put on a fierce look, "Don't bother me, don't you like to hang around Cole every day? It's like a dog she raised!"

"Why do you talk like that, Tom? I—" Mary was surprised at Riddle's swear words on that street in London, and when she wanted to reason with him, her voice stopped abruptly, because Martha was shouting She shouted that the meal is ready, and eating is more important than everything else. She doesn't want to continue arguing with Riddle and develop into a fierce battle, so that the lunch is robbed and she is hungry. Maybe Riddle blames it because she is hungry, "Let's go Eat? Anyway, you haven’t come after waiting for so long, and you won’t come when you have a meal!”

"I won't go." Although his stomach was already growling, Riddle was very dissatisfied with Mary's sudden change of attitude and decided to reject her.

"Would you like to go?" Mary left a sentence, rubbed her dry hands, and applauded in her heart, thinking that she would also eat Riddle's share in a while!

Riddle stared blankly at the back of Mary running away. He turned his head and continued to stare at the pedestrians passing by outside the street.They were in a hurry, and none of them noticed that there was a child standing on the iron gate.

He knew very little about his relatives, except that he had heard from Cole that his father was Tom Riddle and his middle name, Marvolo, was his grandfather's.

They must all be extraordinary people, so there was some special reason why they didn't come to pick him up. He knew that one day, he would be taken out, and he would be proved that his uniqueness was not just empty words.

Although a few years later, he never stood at the door and looked out like this time again.

"Give you."

The person who spoke seemed to want to stuff the food in her hand into his mouth on his own initiative, the faint smell of wheat penetrated into his nostrils, and he could eat this piece of bread with his mouth open.

"What's this?" He subconsciously frowned and said with his neck back.

"It's bread." Mary picked up his words and joked, "But I put poison in it, and I'm going to poison you to death."

He took the bread, ignored Mary's death threat, grabbed a small piece and put it in his mouth.

"Why don't you say thank you?" the girl was a little taller than the boy, and was slightly lowering her head, asking him.

"What? Mary, you ate my share and left me half a piece of bread, and you want me to say thank you?" Riddle knew it well.

Mary, who was exposed, immediately changed her rhetoric, as if she had some obsession: "If it was someone else, I wouldn't keep it for you! Tell me, say 'Thank you, Mary'."

The boy took another bite of the bread, scratched his lips, and said in a brisk tone, "Thank you, Mary, are you going to wag your tail at me as Cole's dog?"

"What nonsense are you talking about again! I'm not a dog!" The girl's face changed suddenly, and the surrounding environment changed accordingly, as if time and space began to distort and rotate.

Orphanages, girls and boys, the loaf of bread seemed to evaporate, turning into a bottomless darkness, and rising with people—until there was a blinding glare, and the bright yellow furniture came into view .

This was Mary's home, at least until she died.

The 24-year-old Riddle picked up the silver substance in the stone basin with a magic wand, slowly filled it into a transparent bottle, and placed it with many identical bottles.

After finishing this series of actions, he walked to the edge of the bed and lay down with heavy steps, heaving a heavy sigh of relief.

His eyes were blue and his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling.

This was a few months after Mary died, insomnia was the norm, and most importantly, he was terrified and overwhelmed by the absurdity of death.

There is nothing more terrifying than dying and waiting for a corpse to rot.

He made some efforts to get Mary to open her eyes again, to talk to him lively, to educate him, to scold him, to say anything, but there was no magic that brought her back to life.

But sometimes he sees Mary's appearance, he is always in a trance, he thinks all this is fake, Mary just fell asleep, and he regrets it, even if, he used the Imperius Curse to make Mary create a Horcrux ?

He tossed and turned in bed, and today was still a sleepless night.

Obviously he was not the one who lost his life, but he seemed to feel Mary's pain firsthand.

He thought: Maybe Mary spent so much time with him that when she left, he would suffer, like death, so scary.

Lying in bed waiting to fall asleep is not the answer at all.

He could only dig out Mary's treasure chest again—those treasures that were not buried with her.

In the past, Mary didn't like letting him touch her treasure chest, but now no one cares about him, he can put them all outside.

Putting all the photos he took over the past twenty years on the table, she was a child, she was in the campus, she was in the army, and the marshmallow. In his opinion, Mary has never changed in his eyes. .

There are also two hats, a lady's hat with a plaid pattern, and one he bought at Chaofan Tailor.

Oh, and there's also an ugly little bear made of pieces, a faded receipt, posters of actors with their faces drawn, letters between friends, and...

The snow globe he gave her last year.

There are two villains inside, a man and a woman, wearing Hogwarts uniforms, standing at the entrance of the Honeydukes candy store, sharing the Blowing Bubble Gum in their arms.

Among them, the black-haired boy was much taller than the girl, holding up the candy in his hand, waiting for the blonde girl in front of him to jump up and snatch it.

He remembered that Mary had said they missed school time together, and he'd teased her with the marble he'd bought in Hogsmeade.But looking at it now, it made him angry, as if a knife was stabbing him in his stomach, causing him pain and nausea.

He really wanted to smash it all up and tell these two little people that you were all acting fools—where did they ever go to school together?Not even Mary was with him now!

fake!fake!

He held the snow globe in both hands, and raised it——

smash it!Look at the way these two idiots hug each other and shiver!How ridiculous!

Riddle turned his wrist and turned the snow globe upside down. He watched the two fall with their arms around each other, and then straightened up immediately. The two fell crookedly.

The boy lifted the girl up, pointed his wand at Riddle angrily, and denounced his crime.

Riddle narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the girl's expression: she was a little scared, but she was immediately distracted——

The little Mary in the Hogwarts school uniform pointed at the snow in the sky, completely forgetting her troubles. She excitedly pulled the robe of the person next to her, and there was a strange light in the eyes of the sequins mixed in the snowflakes.

What formed a huge contrast with her was Riddle's gloomy eyes outside the glass.

But he said.

"I love you, Mary."

As light as the wind blows.

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand, but he loves her.

He had spent so much time on his rose, and he loved her.Mary had never been a Mudblood or a Muggle-born to him, she was just Mary.

The Mary he loves, who likes to say some unpleasant things, has long curly hair, and will play weird with him under the quilt in the early morning, he is deeply trapped in the vulgar love he hates and cannot extricate himself.

Love and hate, they have long been the only one for each other.

He'd thought he'd do well, that he'd be able to play Mary's husband at the same time as he was going about his great career—he'd always been good, hadn't he?

If all this hadn't happened, and Marie was still alive, would they have continued to go on their daily walks, sometimes to a tavern, drunk and reckless in an empty pas de deux, like all the ordinary things in the world? Couples hugging and kissing together like that?

Once the loss was over, he realized that there were still so many things they hadn't done.

It seems too late.

It turns out that everything in the world has an end. After meeting, they will be separated. Separation is the normal state.

Just then, he cried.

Riddle didn't shed a few tears in his life, and he whimpered endlessly—their meeting started from the time Mary bullied him and cried, and ended with his crying bitterly.

Until he could finally end his insomnia and fall asleep.

The next day, Voldemort woke up.

作者有话要说：我希望大家能看出里德尔爱玛丽，但是他太自负了，失去了这份爱，当完全没有爱的时候，里德尔就变成了伏地魔。感谢在2020-12-2820:13:18~2020-12-2919:09:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 leaf rafting;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in heaven and earth;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of koko; 5 bottles of mussel sauce; 2 bottles of Kristin; 1 bottle of half-bowl beef brisket powder;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!