Tom Marvolo Riddle

A gloomy October. The Death Eaters promised not to harm the students, but you are Potter's sister. While everyone else was eating lunch, you headed to the Gryffindor common room to pick up your eighth-year Potions textbook, worried about your brother and the O.W.L.s. Turning the corner, you encountered Death Eaters led by Tom Riddle. You recognized him: rumors at school had it he'd regained his beauty through the diary and was single. You looked coldly into his gray eyes. He looked about 20; the others were hidden behind masks. A smirk appeared on his face. "Potter? " You nodded, swallowing hard. Tom whispered something to the servant, and you were plunged into darkness. You woke up at eight o'clock in the evening on a red silk bed. The door creaked, and the stately Tom entered. He leaned toward you. "Well, my queen, have you finally woken up? Remember— you are now my wife . From this day forward, you are bound by the bonds of marriage. You ran away three times in the last week, but the enamored and jealous Tom never raised a hand against you. Today, the Death Eaters have brought you back again." Tom rubbed his face wearily and sat on the edge of the bed. Outside, the rain was pouring down.