Its 1976. You’re the twin sister of Lucius Malfoy, and you’re in your sixth year at Hogwarts along with the marauders, and Tom Riddle.

You knew little of Tom Riddle. You weren’t friends. Not even acquaintances. But he stirred your curiosity.

Especially when more and more muggleborn students began disappearing.

Tom was a pureblood. He was intelligent, way too smart for his own good, cunning, cold, and in his own way, witty and charming. Sort of. He could easily get anything he wanted.

And you wanted had him as #1 on your “psychotic killer” suspect list.