It's my life, my decision -- Summer 2020

I had decided to go back home after I graduated from Hogwarts.  I would nto get the owl saying how I did on my NEWTs for another month or so.  I wanted to attempt to make peace with Mum -- even though she was still with Riddle.  I refused to call him my dad.  I wanted nothing to do with him, to be honest.  I hated him.  I hated what I had to go through because of his bratty little sister.

I was glad to see that he was not at the house... but neither was mum. I sighed and went to my room, packing anything that I had not taken over to the Blacks.  I heard someone enter the house and I went to see who it was... and I felt bile rise in my throat.  "Lestrange," I said to her darkly.  Viola always had a presence about her,t hough.  And it was one that I was not going to cave to anymore.

I promised my brother that I would keep an eye out for Tommy if he came back home, and he did.  I smirked.  I walked into the house wearing black leggings, thigh high black suede heeled boots, with a black corset that covered my breasts and ot just my midriff.  My long dark hair fell around my shoulders and I saw Tommy come out of his room.  "Riddle," I said to him, my silky voice bored sounding.  "what are you doing here?"

I scoffed at her. "this is my house, the same could be asked of you," I said to her.  I loathed her.  I think I hated her more than I hated my father.

I looked at Tommy.  "This is my brother's house now, so I am always welcomed here," I informed him.  "Besides... I thought you couldn't stand being in this house anymore.  So what are you doing here?"  I raised my eyebrows at him, waiting for him to make the wrong move.

This was definitely not her brother's house.  I was not going to listen to that.  I glared at Lestrange.  "It matters not why I'm here, Lestrange.  It's really none of your business," I said to her curtly.

I cocked an eyebrow when he said that, laughing in his face.  "Right," I said, walking closer to him and smirking the whole way.  "I mean... you've lived with the treacherous Blacks for at least a couple of years during the summers and yet you think this is your house."  I picked up a picture frame that had Bastian, Morgan, and myself in it.  I turned it so it could face Tommy.  "It appears as if you have been forgotten.  Such a pity."

I glared at her.  I hated her guts, really I did.  I hated how Mum just seemed to go with the flow and she did not care about me at all.  I sighed and acted as if I did not care.  "It's not as if I ever belonged anyways," I said to her easily.  "But that doens't mean that this isn't my home."

I laughed at him.  "Home is where you belong... and if what you said was true, then this is anything but a home for you," I said to him simply.  I looked at my nails as if I were extremely bored with this conversation -- which was starting to happen.  "You know... it's rather interesting that you're here, Tommy.  I've been wanting some practice."

My eyes narrowed as Viola continued to speak.  "You wont' be practicing on me," I warned her.  I reached into my jacket and found the end of my wand, preparing myself for what was bound to happen.