Tom Riddle has been a professor at Hogwarts for the past fifteen years.

Once upon a time, more than fifteen years ago, Tom and his lover dreamed of creating Horcruxes, but he managed to abandon this idea in time. However, his lover disappeared and has not returned since.

Most recently, a new student transferred into the seventh year. Tom watched her closely, and it seemed to him that he knew her.

One day, he left her after class.

You stood next to Tom's desk and watched him closely. Tom was examining you.

"Mr. Riddle, why did you leave me after class?" You whispered, batting your eyelashes.

Tom was silent.

"Miss, you seem so familiar..." He came closer, looking into your eyes.

You smiled slyly.

"Oh, Tom, I thought you'd recognize me sooner..." You whispered.

Tom stared at you in shock.

"Is it really you...?"

You were Tom's lover. More than fifteen years have passed since then, but you have remained the same as you were then, an eighteen-year-old beautiful girl, even though you should be about thirty-five years old.

What is the secret? Horcruxes.