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A being wrapped within the very shadows slowly began walking the illuminated halls of the grand castle. Music could be heard throughout the empty walls. Methodical and light, the notes tell a story of love and loss. Adventure and conquest. Happiness and despair. 

Within the calm castle halls, there dances a beautiful young woman. If one were to describe the young woman, it would be 'snow white'. Skin as white as snow, Lips as red as crimson rose(read 'Blood'), Hair the colour of ebony. What drew people to her was not her body, or looks. It was her eyes. Her eyes resembled jewelled emeralds.

The being wrapped in darkness watched, as he has taken to doing, the young woman dances to the music reverberating throughout the castle halls. Never once has he tired of watching her over the millennia. The being smiled gently as he watched from the entryway. Though it disappeared once he remembered the reason for this visit. Over the millennia he's protected, taught, and watched over the young woman as a father would his daughter, it was time for her to leave the sanctity of the castle walls. He knew this day would come, they both did, but neither wanted it to happen so soon. He clapped as the music stopped and his daughter finished her dance. His smile returned with his daughter's radiant smile. 

"That was wonderful child. would you care to take a walk with me through the garden?" He asked. His voice was silvery and thick. Apprehension filled the young woman's demeanour. Grasping his extended arm, she allowed him to lead her to the garden. He knew she could feel how tense he was. 

After a while, they sat on the bench near the centre of the garden. With a sigh, he leaned forward, resting his arms on his thighs while looking at the ground. As he tries to gather his thoughts and figure out how to tell her, he feels her concern and unease. 

"Little one... I honestly don't know how to tell you this." his voice breathy. 

" Tell me what? What is it that causes you such worry and apprehension?" She calmly asked. Her brow marred with concern. 

"Remember when You first came here after the final battle? Well, I was informed by my sisters' life and fate...  You were not supposed to live through that. Because of dumbledore's manipulations and greed, you were forced to be someone you weren't and live a life of being raised to the slaughter. 

You also weren't the first life, nor the first person he manipulated and controlled. The first was Tom-"

" I know he manipulated tom into creating Horcruxes, making him slowly lose his sanity and magic. All the while having the insistent feeling to create more. What does this have anything to do with the cause of your worry?" She cut I'm off, the feeling of dread spreading throughout her body. Ever since the battle of Hogwarts, she has felt like a piece of her was missing. 

"It has everything to do with it. Tom wasn't supposed to be raised in Wool's orphanage. He was supposed to be raised by the Malfoys. Dumbledore found toms mother after she stopped dosing his father with potions and kicked her out. He placed blocks on her magical core making her a squib with just enough magic to carry out the pregnancy. After tom was born, he killed her to manipulate him into becoming a dark lord that he could defeat and claim fame, glory and power over the people of the wizardry world. 

When he started to lose control over tom and couldn't defeat him, he needed someone who could be in his place. Someone, he could have absolute control over. Someone with the right family name and a powerful magical core. That someone was you.

During the second wizardry war, your parents started to question his words and orders. Their friends who also had the same opinions started to die during raids or assassinations. Because they had you, they couldn't afford to outright go against him. Unfortunately, he caught wind of their plans to go into hiding away from his grasp. 

Using a fake prophecy, he doomed your family by placing peter Pettigrew as the secret keeper knowing he would rather save his own life than die. Do you remember your inheritance test?" The being asked, his hand clasped together as he watched her wide eyes fill with tears. All she did was nod. 

"The reason I am telling you this is that the others came up with a proposition. We know how you have felt like a part of yourself is missing. How as the days pass it grows with intensity. It's because tom is your other half. He was your mate, but due to dumbledores manipulations, your love could not blossom. you both were put against each other." He placed her on his lap, holding her close as she cried out in pain. Barrying her head into his chest as he rocked her in his safe arms.

"Though I can not allow him to be here now because of the taboo. The others have decided, now that you are healed and were taught... We are going to send you back a month before he starts his 3rd year. I will be with you during this." His voice modulated to calm her racing mind. 

"When do I leave?" Her voice was thick. He sighs as he runs a hand through her thick silken hair. He doesn't answer, which tells her it's up to her. They stayed in this position till it was time for her dinner.