Who: Minerva and Tom Where: Bark Hiss Glup When: Aug 17, afternoon What: Minerva finally makes herself go see Tom. Rating/Status: TBD/incomplete
There were a lot of people in this strange town Minerva didn't particularly want to meet. That woman who wrote eerie poetry in her journal, for one; that just seemed... Unpleasant. Of all the people in Lockewood that Minerva didn't want to see, Tom Riddle had to rank at the top of the list. It wasn't that she was scared of him, or worried about how he'd act; no, Tom Riddle was one of the most controlled people she knew. she just had no desire whatsoever to see him.
It was an unpleasant truth that she'd joined up with his little faction while she was in school. She'd been misguided, that was it: misguided and misinformed. Her parents had raised her believing in the purity of blood, the worthlessness of Muggles, so she stupidly allied herself to Tom, thinking his underground cause was the right one. How foolish. She'd had Muggleborn friends (or what passed for friends), how could she not have seen that it madness to want to be rid of them?
So as soon as she left school, she abandoned Tom as well. It wasn't like they'd had a very happy relationship; she hated being reduced to a follower when she knew she was a natural leader, and she'd taken every opportunity to antagonize him. Even she could admit, though, that younger than her though he might be, Tom Riddle was a quick, intelligent boy, one she might have appreciated if he hadn't been so very wrong in his every philosophy.
Minerva did want to get a pet, but she didn't like the idea of seeing him again. After a while, though, she gathered all her courage, all her steel, and made herself go. It wasn't that difficult to find Bark Hiss Glup--for all its strangeness, the town had an organized layout--and she took a moment to put a calm mask firmly in place before she opened the door and stepped into the menagerie.