In 1996, Riddle deigned to visit his old friend who would soon die in a room deep in Malfoy Manor.
Abraxas Malfoy's originally waxy complexion has now turned cyan, and the blond hair that has exuded a noble aura since he was young has now been swallowed up by silver. Even his face, the face that fascinated countless witches many years ago, is now covered with green dragon pox.
Riddle looked at Abraxas's face and suddenly laughed. Abraxas was old and was about to die, but the great Lord Voldemort would be forever young and would fly over death to reach the other side of immortality.
"Abu, my old friend, do you have any last words?"
Abraxas moved his lips with difficulty, "Melania..."
"Don't worry, my friend, you will be reunited with Melania soon." Abraxas closed his eyes, a beam of green light flashed, and Abraxas fell into the arms of Melania, whom he had not seen for many years.
"Love, how stupid, how useless, how ridiculous..." Riddle took back his wand and left Abraxas' room without looking back.
1998, Hogwarts.
When the green light bounced back to Riddle, Riddle realized that Abu's last words before his death were not nonsense. It turns out that people will really see their dead lover before they die.
"Riddle, I know you have a hairy heart, but it doesn't matter. Now I am willing to give you my heart."
"Riddle, good morning! Hope you have a nice day!"
"Riddle..."
The green light was close at hand, and Riddle and Cloris died under the same wand.
Riddle didn't know whether Abraxas would finally reunite with Melania, but at the final moment when his death was approaching, Riddle began to worry about whether Chloris was waiting at the station where he died.
Be short story Tom Riddle
Inspired by "The Wizard's Hairy Heart", I cut my legs to generate electricity for love. The full text is free and all the glory belongs to Rowling.
Intention: I hate those roses as much as I hate my own sobs