I broke my rule for you

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14/9/1943

   The next morning arrived quickly.  Tom spend his night at the room of requirements, sitting next to Freyja's dead body. She was pale. Cold. Her awful smell was filling Tom's nostrils.

    He never felt like that again. He never regrets anything. But this time was different. She was different. She made Tom feel guilty. He wished he could turn back in time, undone what he did. But it was impossible. Freyja is dead and it is his fault.

    Tom wouldn't react like that for anyone else. Freyja was the only person that could slightly understand him. He saw a little bit of himself in her eyes. Tom liked what they had with Freyja. They shared the same thirst for power. The same desire for glory. They had the same dark soul.

      Even though guilt was flowing through his veins, his eyes were dry. He didn't even shared a tear. He was unable to. 

     As he was sitting on the floor, with Freyja laying right next to him, the perfect idea came in his mind. He knew that he had to ask for help. He didn't want to accept the fact that he needed help to undone what he did. He didn't even knew if it was possible but he knew a specific woman would help. Lilith O'lone.

     She probably won't help him once she learns that her only daughter is gone because of him, but he had to try.

     He took Freyja in his arms, bridal style and picked her up. He layed her in one of the sofas, hoping that no one will get in until he is back.

    He was unaware of the time and the room didn't had any windows. He rubbed his eyes and massaged his temples with his fingers. That situation was extremely stressful.

       Tom opened the door and go out of the room. There were no kids in the corridors but the sun was up. He started running so he can get out quickly, before anyone sees him. He knew about an exit he can get out, without having the risk he would get caught.

       As it seems, everyone were at the dinning hall for breakfast. Actually... not everyone.  Dumbledore was wondering around, for extra security.     "Tom..."

"Professor" Tom hid his irritation behind a smile. He was the last person he wanted to see.

"What are you doing here?''

"Going to my class. Would you like me to help you with anything?" Tom remembered what Freyja had told him. We should keep a low profile and pretend to help.

"Thank you Tom , but I am alright. It's a little too early to go to class, don't you think..."

"I am not hungry so I skipped breakfast."

"That's not good Tom. Never skip breakfast. Well, you can go to your class"

     Tom smiled at the man one last time and then left.

2 hours later...

      The building was huge. It was all painted black with smokey grey. It had about two floors. The garden was huge. It was filled with gras, trees and black roses.   Very colorful... Tom thought.  He got closer to the tall, dark, double door and knocked twice. After a couple of seconds, a house elf opened the door. Tom had seen house elves before. In the Malfoy manor.

"Who is it?" The short creature asked. Tom took  a look on the inside. White chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling. The only thing he could see was the living room. The walls were painted black, the same colour the outside walls had. Three black sofas were in the middle of the room. Between those, there was a dark brown coffee table. Across from the bigger sofa, in one of the walls, there was a big, grey fireplace. A painting was hanging above it. It was Freyja with her mom.  Around the room, different brown, grey and black furniture were decorating the place. he recognised the room. It was the same house he saw last night , in Freyja vision.

"I am looking for Ms Lilith O'lone." He wanted to appear as kind and good he could.

"she is not here"  The elf motioned to close  the door but Tom's foot prevented it from closing.

"Where can I find her?"

        The house elf gave him a dirty look."In the ministry"  Tom nodded and thank the elf before leaving the O'lone manor and head to the ministry.

        He used apparition to get inside the building. Tom got charmed by the interior. Dark green fireplaces were all over the walls. He loved the dark colours. Wizards and witches were walking around, going to their jobs. The most impressing thing, by Tom's point of view, was the fountain in the middle of the room.  Large, golden statues were all around it. Tom liked the tallest of all. It was a wizard with his wand pointing in the air. The other statue Tom liked was a delicate witch. Around the witch and the wizard, there were a centaur, a goblin and a house elf, all looking at them.

            Tom would easily waste his whole day looking at the statues and exploring all the other beautiful decoration around the ministry. He quickly made the decision to stop looking at the alluring art and go find Freyja's mother.

      The ministry of magic was a huge building , that you could easily get lost. He followed one of the workers and got in one of the golden elevators. the sudden move made him lose his balance and almost fall over.

    "You might want to hold one of the handles." A nice looking lady told Tom, as she saw him trip over. She was wearing an elegant black skirt, ending on her knees and a matching black jacket with a white shirt underneath. The material looked really expensive and rather new. Her black hair were tied up in a bun and her makeup was simple and elegant, including red lipstick. There was no doubt that the woman was alluring.

       Tom graped one of the handles that were hanging from the ceiling. The woman smiled at him. She looked like she knew Tom since forever. She was looking at him like she was someone Tom grew up with. Everyone would thing that they looked like a mother looking proudly at her son.

        Soon, everyone left the elevator. Everyone expect Tom and that woman. He did not know where to go or what to do. He was scared of the woman behind him. She has not left yet and Tom found that extremely strange. Suddenly, she spoke out loud "Minister of magic, please."

     He found it weird that she had the same destination as him. The elevator started moving. The woman who once was behind him, now moved next to him. She was not taller that him but she was short either. She was rather tall for a woman.

"Hello Tom" She greeted him, even thought Tom had no idea who she was . He looked at her suspiciously. "Allow me to introduce my self."

       The door of the elevator opened widely.  "Lilith O'Lone. I suspect you know my daughter" Tom goggled his eyes. Lilith motion Tom to step out of the elevator. "Shall we?''

      He walked out slowly. He had a lot of questions. "How do you know me?"

     Lilith was walking quickly to her office and Tom was trying to keep up with her. There were very few people on the hallway. She didn't answer his question, until they were already inside her office. It was big, with brown walls and a black desk in the middle. A fireplace , smaller that the ones in the entrance, was in one of the walls. On top of the desk there were different papers, quills, files and photographs. Tom picked one photo with a golden framing. It was three little kids. Two girls and one boy. He seemed younger than the girls. The oldest girl had blond hair while the other had black. He immediately recognise the middle child. She hasn't changed a lot since then.

"She is about 5 at that picture. I have one more recent" Tom left the golden photo back on the desk and took the other from Lilith's hands. Her hair were styled back with hair gel and she was wearing a formal dress. Tom put the frame down and sat in one of the leather chairs across from the desk. Lilith was already sitting in her own chair, holding the picture Tom was previously was looking at.

"Freyja had told me a lot about you. The chamber. I know more about you than you know about yourself. " she let down the picture and looked straight into Tom's eyes, without even blinking. "So, Tom Marvolo Riddle, heir of Salazar Slytherin, what do you want ? Why are you here? "

      He shifted in his chair. He had thought about what he wanted to tell her, but it was harder than he was expecting it.

"Freyja was right about your emotionless look. Do you even change expressions?"

"Have you seen your daughter? Her smile is so fake, I don't know how people believe it is genuine. "

"I trained her well."

"You should be proud of her. She is intelligent , hard working, ambitious..." Tom stopped and thought about what he did and how he could take it back.   "Stubborn."

"What happened , Tom? "  

"Me and Freyja need your help. Is there any way you can 'undone' the killing curse?"

"Where is my daughter?" Lilith's tone went from warm and welcoming to cold and bitter.

'" I am desperate, I need your help!"

"What have you done , Tom?"

"We had a fight. I got angry and couldn't control myself. She said things I didn't like that made me mad. I didn't knew what is was doing. And i never regret what I do. But i deeply regret this. So please help me and try to remain calm. "

"Tom..."

"I used the killing curse on her"

        Lilith widened her eyes and opened her mouth.  "You killed my daughter..."She whispered. Tears started running down her face. Her hand covered her mouth. "Leave"

"Lilith, I want to help!"

"LEAVE!!"

       Tom got up from the chair disappointed. He needed to find another way.

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