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As the girl made her way through the long corridors of Hogwarts School, she was dressed in a divine golden light that emitted a blinding radiance of grace. She was an angelic being, pure and innocent, with a smile that could light up even the darkest of rooms.
Contrasting her, was a boy who was dressed in sin from head to toe, his entire being shrouded in a deceptive mask that concealed his true intentions. He was a demon, a follower of Lucifer himself, and he relished seeking out vulnerable humans to corrupt and infest their fragile souls.
The angel and the demon had conflicted for a long time, with the former always seeking to distance herself from the latter. However, the demon was insatiable in his pursuit of her, and he always found a way to track her down. Despite the angel's disgust towards him, she couldn't help but be drawn to his dangerous yet enchanting demeanor.
On one occasion, the angel had boldly declared that she would always turn her back on the demon, ignoring his pitiful existence. However, the demon had merely smirked in response, his gaze dangerous yet alluring. He had informed her, in no uncertain terms, that he would always be watching her, much like a loyal Doberman.
As it turned out, the demon had not been joking. He was always there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for her in different forms. He took great pleasure in taunting her, knowing that his words and actions had the power to bring her to the brink of insanity. Despite her desire to break free from his grasp, the angel found herself unable to escape his hold. He was her shadow, a dark and menacing presence that was consumed by thoughts of distraction. Even angels needed a tiny glimpse of darkness in their souls to feel complete with their being.
Oh, how stunning she was, as the morning summer breeze, the night sea when it had tide, bringing at wit's end the man every time he crossed his way with her. He was disgusted by how he would think of her every second of the day, how her light sometimes outnumber his abyss of emotionless, and how she would seduce him with her ignorant attitude driving him to madness. Perhaps, even monsters like him needed a tiny glimpse of light in their soul to keep them at least sane for this world.; He was a sadist and despite the hatred, he felt about the girl for what she is doing to him, he enjoyed being under her mercy.
Tom Riddle walked with his hands on his back and spotted almost immediately the (y/h/c) girl sitting alone in a tree outside next to the black lake reading a book, completely calm. He smirked to himself devilishly and approached the only source of light he had ever had all these years.
Tom Riddle's striking appearance was the subject of many whispers amongst the Hogwarts students. With his chiseled features, piercing gaze, and jet-black hair that fell in perfect waves around his face. However, his beauty was not just skin deep. His intelligence and cunning made him a formidable opponent, one who rivaled even the Seven Deadly Sins in his pursuit of power. Like the sins, he was driven by his insatiable thirst for greatness, willing to do whatever it took to achieve his goals. His charm and charisma were unmatched, drawing even the most skeptical to his side. Tom Riddle was a master of manipulation, using his looks and wit to bend others to his will. In his pursuit of immortality, he was willing to commit unspeakable acts, much like the sins who revel in their vices. Tom Riddle may have been a beauty to behold, but his soul was as dark and twisted as any of the Seven Deadly Sins.
The day was about to end with the sun setting bringing into reality its majesty with the orange color embellishing the Scottish sky giving the impression that they were part of a Renaissance painting.
The sight of Tom Riddle, the most hated person she had ever met, sent a shiver down her spine, but it was not out of fear. Instead, it was the rush of adrenaline that coursed through her veins, a sign that she was ready to face him once more.
"What do you want?" she demanded, her voice firm and unyielding. Yet beneath the surface, she could feel her emotions roiling like a turbulent sea. Her hatred for Tom was like a weight on her chest, threatening to consume her.
Riddle tilted his head "Darling, after all this time you should be happy seeing me. When it would be the time that you would accept that I would never leave you alone?" he sat down with her and Y/n moved from her place.
Y/n clenched her jaw, trying to control her temper. "Accept that you would never leave me alone? You've got to be kidding me, Tom. You're the reason my life has been a living hell for the past millennium. I am sick of being stuck with you for eternity, always being taunted by your arrogance. If God decided for me to go back to Heaven I would,"
Her outburst surprised the boy, he wasn't used to having her break down like that. Tom raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "I'm hurt, Y/n. I thought we had something special. You and I, we're not so different, you know that."
"Don't even try to compare yourself to me, and don't you ever say that you and I have something. I would never be involved with you committing sacrilege," Y/n spat. "I am sent by God down here to share his noble work, while you are here only to bring catastrophe, you are a monster,"
Tom's expression flickered with a hint of hurt, but it was quickly replaced by a cold, calculating look. "You think I'm a monster? You don't know half of it. You have no idea what I've had to do to survive all these centuries."
"I don't care what you've had to do," Y/n shot back, her voice shaking with emotion. "All I know is that you've caused nothing but pain and suffering. I hate you, Tom. I hate everything you stand for."
Tom's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a sneer. "You hate me? That's a pity, my dear. Because whether you like it or not, we're bound together for all eternity. You're stuck with me, Y/n. And there's nothing you can do about it."
Y/n's heart sank at his words, a sense of hopelessness washing over her. She knew he was right, that she was trapped in this never-ending cycle with him. But she refused to let him break her spirit, to make her give up on her mission. She stood up, her eyes blazing with determination.
"You may have me trapped, Tom. But you'll never break me. I will continue to fight against you, to bring light to this dark world. And one day, I will find a way to break this curse and be free from you forever."
Tom watched her go, a flicker of respect in his eyes. Despite their differences, he couldn't help but admire her strength and determination. But he knew that she was no match for him, that he would always hold the upper hand. He settled back into the shadows, his thoughts turning to the endless possibilities of what he could do to Y/n to break her will.
She would always deny the heavy feeling in her heart for him as her duty prohibited her from these actions. While the demon was aware of the feelings from the first start.
