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The Lonely Places by UnderRugSwept13
Format: Short story collection
Chapter 4: Annemarie Dupree: Solving the Riddle
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Now I have to get started on writing, Lovette Luclare: The Continued Chronicles.
Oh, how fun that shall be.
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He doesnít let anyone in.
I donít understand it.
Heís so mysterious and secretive...heís a riddle.
Itís strange, the feeling I have for Tom Riddle.
Iím not sure if I love him or I just want to figure him out.
I donít get it.
I donít get him.
But, heís so beautiful.
With dark black hair and eyes that are an endless pools of anonymity.
Donít forget his pale skin, that contrasts with his features.
Heís almost like a god.
I see him everyday, weíre both Slytherins, half-bloods too.
But, heís not your average pureblood.
Heís not loud and obnoxious.
Heís quiet and...determined.
Iím not sure what heís determined to do.
He doesnít have to be determined...heís so great he could do anything without willpower.
Even win me over without saying a single word to me.
Thatís what the worst part is.
Weíve never spoken d yet Iím in love with him.
Thatís why Iím not sure if Iím in love with him or his peculiar aura.
It feels really weird to be in love with someone you donít even know.
Nobody else knows though.
Not my friends,
Not my siblings.
I have this feeling that if I did tell anyone, he wouldnít like it.
Not that he knows,
Tom just comes off as a person who doesnít want people to know things.
To know whatís going on in his head.
Iíd like to know whatís going on in his mind.
His beautiful mind.
But if I did, would it detract from his mysteriousness?
Would I not love him as much if I knew him?
But, I guess I never realized how truly strange he is.
He has no family, no parents or siblings.
He has no friends...or even people he talks to...much.
Heís obsessed with his grades...heís always talking to teachers about stuff so advanced, I really donít understand a word heís saying.
Heís never even had a girlfriend (as far as I know, and I think I would know if he had a girlfriend. Iím obsessed with the guy for Godís sake!).
Not to mention, heís a half-blood and heís in Slytherin!
I donít know many half-blood Slytherins.
I never thought that they got into our house.
With their blood being, you know, contaminated.
Not that it bothers me that heís a half-blood.
It just really makes me wonder what the Sorting Hat thinks...or what kind of person Tom really is.
I have to admit, Tom Riddle is a freak.
Not that thatís a bad thing!
Honestly, it seems to make him more desirable to me.
Isnít that funny though, how you always want what you canít have?
It always seems to happen to me.
But, Iím not even sure if I want him.
Granted, I do love him, but
I think its really just an infatuation with his mystery.
(And yes, I know I use the word ďmysteryĒ too much, but its really the only way to describe him!)
I have to admit, I would kill to solve his Riddle.†