Being the child of Tom Riddle.
What was that like?
Well,
you were presumed to be:
astute
enterprising
sly
fundamentally,
perfect
Joo-ha lived up to those standards, a set goal in mind to follow in his father's footsteps. To not consider anyone but his family and love.
He apprehended further about the dangerous world outside than his mother, he understood his father's intentions of keeping her locked up.
Tom was possessive, demanding and controlling, the worst part
Joo-ha took after Tom.
Anonymous to his mum, his father had established for him a collection of dark magic, potions and other sources that were sinful to even speak of. Always discovering dissimilar things every day and improving his attitude, it was almost time.
His mask that has taken so much time to carve was ready, the knife that was presented would ultimately be able to come in contact with the outside.
[This is a short chapter cause I have too much school work on hand, I'll try to update soon]
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His and his only||Tom Riddle
FanfictionAbandoned at the wool's orphanage at the age of 5, Y/n was left in the protection of Tom Riddle. They grew up together, she was the only one he trusted, and the only one he would ever die for. He loved her more than power and the most darkest magic...
