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Tom grinned at his reflection in the silver plate, fingered it with the delicacy he only otherwise showed his wand.  It was a truly magnificent thing.  Finely crafted, and even the curvature didn’t offset his face.

The dusty, antiquated air of the shop was really the ideal backdrop, not some hallowed Ministry hall like everyone said.  The hollowed look his cheeks had taken on was perfectly angular.  A perfect end to everyone else’s Tom Riddle.

“Tom!  Get going or you’ll be late to Mrs. Smith’s!”

Ah, Mrs. Smith – so easily his tender hands swayed her.  He grinned.  Couldn’t be late.

Description
Tom grinned at his reflection in the silver plate, fingered it with the delicacy he only otherwise showed his wand.  It was a truly magnificent thing.  Finely crafted, and even the curvature didn’t offset his face.

The dusty, antiquated air of the shop was really the ideal backdrop, not some hallowed Ministry hall like everyone said.  The hollowed look his cheeks had taken on was perfectly angular.  A perfect end to everyone else’s Tom Riddle.

“Tom!  Get going or you’ll be late to Mrs. Smith’s!”

Ah, Mrs. Smith – so easily his tender hands swayed her.  He grinned.  Couldn’t be late.