Aunt Petunia, for some odd reason was in a good mood.
When I finished preparing breakfast for them I approached her to ask if I was allowed to go out of the house.
She immediately agreed and told me to return home before dinner.
Finishing my morning chores, I raced back to my room to take a shower and dressed myself properly.
I took a simple red checkered shirt, folded the sleeves up to my elbow, a worn out blue jeans and worn out combat boots.
I tried braiding my unruly jet black hair and barely did it properly.
I glanced at the small alarm clock on my table 8:59 it said.
By the time it struck exactly at 9 the doorbell of Number 4 Privet Drive, rang.
Grabbing the small bag, I prepared to take out for the day and secretly hid it behind me, I head down stairs and opened the front door.
Standing in front of the door, Tom Riddle looking handsome with his slightly slicked back curly hair, crisp black shirt fold by the sleeves in a similar fashion as mine, black slacks and polished black leather shoes.
I tried slamming the door to his face as I promised on my letter, he immediately stopped the door with his right arm and grabbed my wrist using his left hands.
"Don't you dare." He hissed out.
I simply grinned up to him. "I said I would, didn't I?"
"I'm not very pleased."
"It's your fault, threatening and ordering me around during my birthday." I scoffed.
"You ordered my owl to peck my eyes brat."
"You deserve it! Besides seeing you still have both of your eyes he was unsuccessful. But I still promised him a bowl of treats if he tried."
He huffed in irritation.
"Who is that girl?" My Aunt screeched.
I looked back and saw her heading towards the door.
Tom placed a charming smile on his face. "Hello, Mrs. Dursley. I'm Tom Riddle, I'm Hyacinth's friend."
I held back a snicker when my aunt's face grimaced.
"Are you accompanying her?" my aunt gritted out.
Tom face turned blank in her reaction. "Yes."
"Go now. I don't want your kind at my door." She exclaimed. "Girl, be back before dinner and don't bring more freaks in my home understood?"
"Yes Aunt Petunia." I said hurriedly pushing Tom away from Number 4.
I glanced back and saw aunt Petunia sneered at Tom and slammed the door loudly.
"Come." I said pulling the Dark Lord away from my relatives' home.
When Number four is out of sight, I untangled my hand from his and looked at his eyes.
"Why are you angry?" I asked.
He glared at me. "You're asking me that? Why are you not angry?"
"I'm used to it." I said nonchalantly.
"It's not something you should get used to Hyacinth. They treat you like dirt!" He hissed out.
"And who's fault is that?" I gritted out. "I wouldn't be with them in the first place if you didn't kill my parents!"
His eyes soften and sighed. "Forgive me."
I didn't respond, I felt my eyes watering.
"Forgive me, for ruining your day." He softly said, leaning his forehead to mine. His eyes firmly connected to mine. "I'm sorry for speaking without thinking, for threatening and ordering you on your birthday."
I snorted inelegantly. "What would your minions say when they found out you're saying sorry to me?"
"Unfortunately for you they're afraid to speak to me about my own agendas." He said. "The only opinion that matters to me is yours and Nagini."
"Nagini?" I asked.
"My familiar."
"The large snake?"
He nodded then he looked distant for a moment and sighed.
I looked at him confused.
Noticing my look, he answered. "I'm not looking forward the day you and Nagini meet."
"Why?" I asked. "Did something happen?"
"It's nothing your pretty little head need to worry about." He said. "Let's go."
"Where are we headed?"
"Diagon Alley." Tom replied. "We're heading to Gringotts first then we'll pick up your second present."
"Why do we need to go to Gringotts?"
"There's a lot of secrets that Dumbledore kept from you." He started wrapping his arms around my shoulders guiding me through the streets straight to an alley. "And the goblins can help."
Then we apparated to Leaky Cauldron.
