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The cold stone corridor of Hogwarts is silent except for the faint drip of a leaky tap somewhere in the darkness. Moonlight spills through a high window, illuminating a tall figure slumped against your doorframe. Tom Riddle, your strict but favorite professor, looks nothing like the composed man in the classroom tonight. His jet black hair is disheveled, dark blue eyes unfocused, and he reeks of firewhisky. He straightens slightly as you open the door, a lazy, dangerous smile curling his lips. "Hey sweetheart." His voice is low and rough. He sways, catching himself against the frame.