Oops! Bu görüntü içerik kurallarımıza uymuyor. Yayımlamaya devam etmek için görüntüyü kaldırmayı ya da başka bir görüntü yüklemeyi deneyin.
Oops! Bu görüntü içerik kurallarımıza uymuyor. Yayımlamaya devam etmek için görüntüyü kaldırmayı ya da başka bir görüntü yüklemeyi deneyin.
Oops! Bu görüntü içerik kurallarımıza uymuyor. Yayımlamaya devam etmek için görüntüyü kaldırmayı ya da başka bir görüntü yüklemeyi deneyin.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT & WIZARDRY
⏳1942⌛️
I GAZED at the charming young man who had managed to fool almost all of Hogwarts. Hesitantly I placed my dainty hand in his larger one. I almost expected for his hand to be cold because of all the nasty things that I've heard about him.
However, his hand was surprisingly much warmer than normal. His hand wrapped around my own in a gentle hand shake.
I couldn't help the sparks that shot through my body once we touched, as well as the feeling of being complete. It was euphoria at its finest and it left me with an odd feeling.
Tom did well at hiding his emotions, so well that I wouldn't have been able to catch it; had I not been able to feel emotions.
I've never really been one for using the angelic empathy abilities, but with Tom's talent of lying I'll definitely need to be using that to my advantage.
Confusion. Alot of it.
Tom Riddle was confused giving myself the suspicions that he was feeling the same as I. Though despite all that confusion he kept that damn charming facade on his face.
