[HP] If Dudley had a sister

Today was the day Tom Marvolo Riddle felt most frightened and frightened.

He happily stole the pen from Bessemo in the morning, and in the afternoon he secretly pooped on the rabbit that the snake collected from Dennis, who often said that he was a demon in front of everyone, including Mrs. Cole and Deborah. Put it in his chocolate bean jar and watch him contort as he swallows the whole chocolate bean and rabbit poop without knowing it.

Successfully make those who make themselves look good.

At night, Tom could barely read the book by the moonlight, but he couldn't stop being proud of his behavior today.

But suddenly someone broke into his room, interrupted his self-satisfaction, and pointed at him expressionlessly with a wooden stick.

The abrupt movements and stupid dress made Tom feel that the girl who broke in really wanted to kill him.

The nine-year-old boy felt dissatisfied and wronged in an instant. He knew the girl, the new orphan Deborah Dursley, who was smart and beautiful, and carefully taught all the orphans how to write, do arithmetic and common sense of life.

Tom dared to say that he had never done anything to her, but she seemed to have listened to what the other orphans said about him, and every time she saw him, she was mixed with disgust.

Thinking of this, Tom couldn't bear it anymore, and he said angrily: "Why did you enter my room—!"

Why do you look at me like that.

Why do you think I stole other people's things when I don't know anything.

Deborah, who was being questioned, raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "Do you dare to say that you didn't steal it?"

Tom snorted, and was about to deny it, when Deborah pointed to the worn-out wardrobe in the corner and waved it casually.Tom looked angrily at his closet and immediately caught fire. He was imagining Deborah's attack, and the fire stopped immediately.

"You..." The boy showed a terrified but excited expression.

Deborah pursed her lips, and there was a faint clicking sound from the closet.

"You're lying," she said softly.

She did the same thing as Dumbledore did back then.

She had planned to do this since she walked into the familiar aisle and stood in front of the more familiar room door.

Regardless of the boy's expression, the girl walked over and opened the closet door violently.A few worn out clothes hung on a clothes rail, and a small cardboard box rattled and rattled on the top shelf above.In Tom's panic, Deborah opened the box and took out a pen she was familiar with.

The box was filled with the usual stuff—yoyo pulling reels, silver thimbles, tarnished harmonicas...

She couldn't help laughing in her heart.

She thought of the extravagance and luxury of Malfoy Manor, of the luxury of pure-bloods, and of a gleam of green light.

These are the items that the great Dark Lord cherished in his childhood.

At this moment, Riddle still kept a tinge of shame. He glared at Deborah angrily, and rushed forward as if preparing to take the box back.

"Petrificus Totalus."

Tom realized that he could no longer move, and for the first time he showed an expression called "fear" in front of Deborah.After Deborah lifted Tom's curse again, he looked at Deborah coldly, and finally said dryly: "I will return everything."

"Then you won't steal again?"

"kindness."

"You're lying again," Deborah said emphatically.

Tom froze for a moment, and he looked directly into the girl's clear eyes. She was clearly wearing a gray tunic like himself and all the orphans in the orphanage, but she was always too dazzling to look directly at.

"Who are you?" Tom looked alert, but there was a hint of command in his tone, which might have become a habit.

Deborah thought about it seriously, and said, "As you can see—I'm a witch, and you, a quasi-wizard."

"Wizard?" Tom repeated softly.

"Yes."

Tom thought of the miraculous things that had been happening to him all this time, and he felt a kind of wild joy.

Deborah felt that he was like a beast at this time, and like the madman who kept torturing others with a powerful wand later.

"Then why did you come here?" Tom asked suspiciously.

"Because of you." She said quietly.

"I?"

"Because you are abusing your power, I am responsible for monitoring you so that you cannot continue to hurt ordinary people—" Deborah stopped talking, turned around and swung her lower left, a poisonous snake was suspended , "Like now, you still want your friend to give me a bite."

Tom uttered an exclamation, and he changed his words immediately: "Put Nagini down!"

"It's amazing to be able to speak snake language! It's amazing to have great power! So many people are afraid of you, it's very satisfying, isn't it—!" Deborah said fiercely, and she quickly walked in front of Riddle, bowed her head , the face is almost in close contact with the boy's face.

"One day, you will regret it." She said coldly.

Tom felt as if some heat hit his face, he was forced by Deborah's stinging momentum and tone and couldn't move forward.

But at another moment, he felt that facing the girl who was gnashing his teeth, it seemed that the next moment, he would shed tears without warning.

Affected by Deborah's angry tone and attitude, his face changed suddenly, and he yelled at her irrationally: "What kind of person are you—! Do you think that the person you smile at has never stolen other people's money?" Things! Haven’t you ever bullied others! Why don’t you monitor them—which kid in the orphanage is nobler than others?!

Is there something wrong with what I'm doing? !Bessemo is nothing but a coward, a worthless wretch who only shows off his pen in front of others when he is proud!With so many homework exams, did I miss a question? !Is my handwriting worse than Besimo's? ! "

After regaining his senses, Tom felt a feeling of regret. He was afraid that Deborah would really kill him with that wooden stick, so he couldn't help but wince.

But he found that after the girl heard it, she lowered her head and raised her eyebrows, and remained silent.

What is the difference between nine-year-old Riddle and 11-year-old Riddle?Deborah couldn't tell.

Maybe something will happen in three years that will change his personality drastically, maybe nothing.But now nine-year-old Riddle, like a rebellious child, complains that his parents have been paying attention to "other people's children".

He always thinks that he is "different" and "excellent".He thinks he deserves everyone's attention, and it's best if everyone fears him so he can feel safe.

But Deborah's actions told him that you are nothing more than that. There are people who are the same as you, and people who are better than you. This time it is Bessemo, and there will be more people in the future.

But a bad boy.Deborah said to herself.

She turned and left without a smile on her face, and gently closed the door.

The blond girl stood alone in the aisle, she couldn't help touching the necklace hidden in her clothes - she suddenly remembered what Dumbledore said.

"It's so hard..." she said softly.

The next day, Deborah returned the pen to Bessemo, telling him that she had found it by chance in the corner of the passage.Behemo hesitated, but still hugged her happily.In class, Deborah taught them the most basic location of continents, which other famous countries in the world, and which state Britain is in——Tom was out of state the whole time, and Deborah still ignored him.

After the winter is over, it is the beginning of spring. The sudden change of weather and occasional light rain made many children in the orphanage catch a cold.Despite Mrs. Cole's attentive care, many of the children were bedridden and unable to move one by one, and Deborah stopped teaching to help care for sick children.

To Deborah's surprise, Tom also fell ill.

This is something that he didn’t have in the previous few weeks. Maybe it’s because when he really knew that Deborah was staring at him all the time, he was always very anxious in his heart. The anxious mood and the body that was not well maintained, he followed Many people got the flu together, and it even got worse.

"Deborah, can I trouble you to take care of Tom for me later?" said the tired woman.

"I?"

"It's really empty."

Deborah frowned. She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Mrs. Cole's distressed appearance, she still took the medicine brewed for Tom.

Even at night, there are still doctors checking on the patients from time to time. Mrs. Cole has taken the sick children to the hospital in groups, and many of them have gradually improved.

It cost the orphanage a lot of money, but fortunately some wealthy people are still willing to help.

Deborah carefully carried the medicine into Tom's room, and she saw the black-haired boy curled up on the bed uncharacteristically, panting lightly.Several snakes kept crawling around the bed. They all tensed up when they saw Deborah coming, and they dared not move any further after being glanced at by Deborah.

The boy was so thin that he could easily be killed.Deborah touched the wand inside her robe.

It would be great if there were no restrictions... Then she would simply kill that person in the third week, without paying for her own life, without hurting other people, and everyone would be alive and healthy.

Deborah bent down, put the medicine by the bed, and said softly, "Hello."

Tom's cheeks were flushed, and he kept opening his mouth to mutter. Deborah took the temperature of his forehead with her hand, and after confirming that it was not serious, she said, "Take the medicine, Riddle."

Tom barely opened his eyes, and said sullenly, "Are you going to kill me now?"

"No. Take medicine."

"No," he said alertly, his eyes clouded. "You're going to kill me—all of you are going to kill me."

— When you meet Tom, I hope you treat him better.

Deborah paused, and Tom's expression became more tense. He shrank back into the depths of the bed, his black hair sticking to his delicate face. The boy who is infinitely tense with every move she makes.

"I won't hurt you, I'm just watching you—I promise I won't bully you like last time, as long as you don't hurt others." Deborah said softly, trying to make herself smile, She succeeded in doing so, and softened the serious face she had always maintained.

She knew that Riddle was now in a state of confusion due to the fever caused by the flu and the constant lethargy.

Also became... very un-Dark Lord.

Tom finally took the medicine obediently. He closed his eyes and lay on the bed, but he was still sweating coldly.

He closed his eyes tightly, and his brows never opened.

"You...don't get close to me...don't get close to me..." he murmured.

Deborah was silent for a moment, then gently took his hand.

"Sleep, your snake will always protect you," she comforted.

The boy fell asleep peacefully.

The author has something to say:

Deborah can also bully and bully the young Riddle.

The heroine's feelings for Voldemort are very complicated... Her hatred is the strongest in the third week, but it disappears for a moment after killing Voldemort with her own hands, and finally becomes a kind of obsession.But she didn't always hate the young Voldemort, because when she courted Tom in the first episode, the two also had memories. Unfortunately, in the end, because of the heroine's always superior attitude and Tom's perception, the Dark Lord lost his mind and became a BE.

Regarding the ending of TOM, it is set that the heroine travels to the era of TOM at the beginning. She is no longer a child of the Dursleys, and she is the one who corrects the tragedy from the beginning.But according to the text, the two will not be together.

Some people say that it is recommended to be similar to Su Wen. Most of the ones I mentioned before are of this type.Another Amway article-"[Hunter] Spider's Love Cultivation", the second part is a pit, but the first part is very good! !