Why me?
I think to myself. Why did I, a fully-certified witch, a graduate of Hogwarts, a direct descendent of Salazar Slytherin, fall in love with a muggle? And not just any muggle.... the biggest damn muggle in the entire history of muggledom. I sigh. Oh how I loved that man... He was so... so caring, kind, compassionate.... I trusted him. Can you believe it? I actually trusted the bastard... I confided in him... about me... about my world. And you know what he did? He rejected it. He shunned me.... He left me. To live with his parents no less. A tear slides down my cheek. But spurning me wasn't enough for him... he had to leave me with child... 9 months pregnant. I looked down at my swollen stomach and smiled in spite of myself. So now here I was... with nothing left in my life but an unborn baby.And I'm sick of it. So sick of it all. I want to finish this life.... once I have this baby, there's nothing left for me. And that's what he did to me. He ruined my life. He pulled out my heart and shattered it into a million pieces. Left me just a shell... a shadow of who I once was.
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"It's a boy, Miss."
I smiled weakly at the nurse as she gently placed my son into my arms. I looked into his little sleepy eyes, stroked his little mop of hair, kissed his little forehead. And then I sighed. Sighed because I knew I had to leave him. Sighed because he would be all alone. Sighed because of who his father was. I looked back down at him.
"Good bye, my little one, and good luck," I whispered softly. "I'm sorry. So sorry." And then I closed my eyes.
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Miles away, an enchanted quill, which records the birth of every magical child, wrote down the name, "Tom Marvolo Riddle."
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A/N: Yeah, I know it was weird... weird and short, though, that's what I do best
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