I live in the house he used to live in.
He visits, sometimes.
He's quite nice.
He tells me of his adventures.
He wants me to join him.
I want to join him, too.
All the things he tells me overwhelms me.
But he promises me great things because he says he sees the potential in me.
He says he has great expectations.
He says it'll take a lot of work, but it's worth it in the end.
He's quite handsome, this boy. He has neat, dark brown tidy hair. He has eyes are dark brown but slowly they're becoming red. His eyes are better brown and I tell him not to change. He merely chuckles and tells me, "The inside matters more than out."
I do what he says, even if my parents get angry.
I tell him I'll do anything for him even though I can't join him yet.
I'm only eight, and he's twenty.
My name is Piper Voegele,
And his is Tom Riddle.