"Hello, Tom Riddle," Hermione cooed, gently stroking the infant's soft cheek with the pad of her thumb. "I'm Hermione Alarie, and I'm here to stop you from causing trouble."
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This fanfiction is purely for non-profit. All rights to the canon characters and the Harry Potter Universe belongs to J.K. Rowling. This is a work of fiction and imagination. Events described in this fic that has any resemblance to reality is most likely a coincidence unless stated otherwise. Apart from WW2. That happened in reality. Bits and pieces may be included but may not be factually correct.
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