After a long afternoon, Riddle decides to eat a piece of his wonderful strawberry pie.

After finishing, Riddle goes up to his room to rest a little, his stomach full. As he walked, Riddle felt his breath become more labored, warmer, and he turned a little red—not from anger, which was new. He enters his room, slamming the door shut before throwing himself onto his bed, his mind racing.

Little did he know that someone had put an aphrodisiac in his pie...