Chapter 2

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Hadrian knocks on the door before opening it.

In it was a boy looking at him with an eyebrow raised. He had pale skin and blueish eyes.
His hair seemed to be brown and brushed to the side.

"Hello, who are you?"

"Who are you?"

The boy scrunched his eyebrows together.

"I asked you first. You came into my room."

Hadrian calculated all the different outcomes of what he was going to say and answered finally after a few moments passed in silence.

"You heard the conversation between the matron and me, didn't you?

"I don't know what you mean.", is all the boy said.

'Got him'

"Oh, but I think you do— no need to worry.
I decide whom I want to acquittance with or don't."

Again, a few more moments in silence. The brunette gets off the chair and approaches Hadrian slowly.

He seems to think about something, but in the end,
he comes to an answer.

He reaches his hand out.

"My name is Tom Riddle. You may call me Riddle."

"Hey Riddle, my name is Hadrian Peverell-Slytherin. You may call me Peverell.", he says, almost mockingly.

Tom felt in that moment something.. strange.

He wasn't sure what it was, but it felt good.

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