A/N: Merope's story of how she met Tom Riddle, and the events occurring after that. First proper fanfic so reviews are appreciated :o)
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1. The Gaunt's not-so-happy family
The day was crisp and fresh with sunlight creeping ever so slowly through a grimy window of the Gaunt's house. The house was in a state of disrepair; a stunning contrast to the legacy of mansions with turrets and high towers of Salazar Slytherin. But too true this was, as the Gaunt's were of course exceptionally poor (after losing all their inheritance one way or another) and more often than not, extremely ill-tempered.
"Get up you filthy squib!", screeched Gaunt, a look of maddening terror in his eyes. "And make Breakfast!"
Shakily Merope woke up from a disruptive sleep full of distorted dreams of that handsome muggle from across the way. Pushing the thoughts from her mind she got up and made her way to the kitchen.
The Gaunt house was more so one large room which branched off into sections; the kitchen, the lounge, and the bedroom. Each room progressively smaller than the last. The Gaunt's in all their former glory did not have much for themselves at this point in time, choosing to keep their pride above all else despite their pitiful existence.
Merope stood silently, staring at the dirty brick walls, whilst tending to the now cooking breakfast.
"I saw you last night you know," hissed a voice in parseltongue next to her ear.
Merope's eyes widened in shock.
"You looking at that filthy muggle", jeered Morfin. "Sneaking about in the garden to glimpse that worthless muggle pass by. What would Dad say eh? He'd set you right. I should tell him I should".
Merope remained still. A silent anger bubbling deep inside of her, every ounce of her being wishing that she could run away from what she was.
"Well I set him right afterwards, I did", her brother hissed. "You see, he didn't look too great with hives sticking from his pretty face".
FlashbackMerope crouched behind the stonewall that separated the Gaunt House to the main road. Any moment now the handsome Tom Riddle would ride by. He had to use this road to get back to Little Hangleton from work. The first time she had glimpsed him she had felt a warm tingling sensation in her stomach that was rare, which had resulted in an almost uncontrollable infatuation.
Sure enough, moments later the unmistakable sounds of a gallop were heard from far off in the distance.
Morfin meanwhile, looked outside the grimy windows of the Gaunt cottage, a frown creased his features as he spied Merope squatting behind the wall apparently waiting for something. His frown quickly bubbled into rage as he saw her face light up at the sight of the muggle filth as he rode horse backed pass the house. Morfin made up his mind; he was going to pay this dear muggle a visit tonight…
Well that's it for one chapter. Dunno how it went, so tell me what you think won't you?
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