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[heirloomofevil]

Typist: At long long last. Or maybe not entirely. Merope, mother of the Dark Lord, at your service ...

I'm Merope Gaunt Riddle Gaunt.

I don't know how much else ... really matters, about me ...

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[tommy_riddle]

..... You.

[heirloomofevil]

Yes, me - I - you - Tom.

*lovestruck*

[tommy_riddle]

As if I didn't have to deal with you enough before?!

[tmarvolor]

...*blinks*

Mother?

[heirloomofevil]

... Am I?

*stares at him*

Tom Marvolo? Is it really?

[tmarvolor]

*stands up straighter*

Yes, it is.

[sweariwontdie]

*curties*

Bonjour, mad-- *peers* madame. I'm Armand St. Just but for now you can call me Amanda if if makes you feel better.

*bites lip*

Are you a witch?

[heirloomofevil]

Have you been unfortunately transfigured?

*slow nod*

Yes, yes I am. Though sometimes I would much rather not be ...

[sweariwontdie]

I suppose you could say that. Loki is having a little joke with me.

*cautious smile*

I hope you like here, and that you don't cause too much trouble.

[illgotten]

Hi there.

Isn't inbreeding fun?

[heirloomofevil]

Immensely.

Well, hello.

[true_slytherin_]

*watches her for a long time*

Hello, Merope. I'm Salazar Slytherin. My typist tells me that you're a decendent of mine.

[heirloomofevil]

... yes. Yes, I am.

I never expected we would meet --

*is suddenly very sorry about the locket*

[true_slytherin_]

*is also, but there's no use crying over spilled milk*

*tries to smile encouragingly* *almost works*

Well, it's nice to meet you.

[finweson]

*could totally make another locket. A new one. A better one. What say you?*