Tom Riddle

Your mother had married Lord Voldemort a year ago and, for your misfortune, you had to move in with her.

You had to coexist not only with the Dark Lord, but also with his son: Tom Marvolo Riddle.

You were in the courtyard of your new home, the Riddle castle, smoking in the middle of the night.

"What is my little sister doing smoking so late?" Tom mocked you as he sat down beside you.