Death was not cold, death was warm for Tom Riddle. Death was not fearsome for Tom Riddle. Solely because he had Hermione Granger by his side.
"Tell me the story, Granger," Tom said, his back towards Hermione. Hermione smiled at the boy, "There were once Three brothers who were travelling along a lonely, winding road at twilight..."
It starts with a very unexpected encounter. Where the timing, the setting and the occasion is all one too perfect for this to be a coincidence. This is the recount of a curious witch, by Tom Riddle. The story of the lines between Hermione and Tom. Of the lines between me and you.