"How could I have done that? I did not lay a hand on you, and Mrs. Cole won't believe you if you claim that to be the case," she said, stepping into her room that was still in disarray. She dropped to her knees, grabbing a fistful of spare bed sheets from the pile on the floor. She began folding them as she spoke. "She warned me about you, that you would return from the boarding school you go to. You're Tom Riddle, and she said you're a monster."