Harry Potter x Reader (REQUESTS OPEN)

Enemies... Not So Much|T.R.

Warnings: Nothing really :p

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Honestly, you liked everybody at Hogwarts and everybody liked you. You were smart, quirky, kind and also a good Hufflepuff Quidditch player, there was nothing to hate about you. Well, you did hate someone and that someone hated you back. Every time you crossed paths, something bad would happen and the professors had to tear you two apart to stop the fighting. It all started in your first year and now its your 6th year, your hate still burning inside yourself. So, you were walking down the hallways with your brown leather satchel over you. That was when he bumped into you purposely. Your hands balled into fists as he glanced over his shoulder with a snicker. "What's wrong, L/N? Can't handle a little bump in the shoulder?" You swear you could hear a few students mumble to the other students, "There they go again." You bit your lip and turned around to face your nemesis, a Slytherin boy named Tom Fūcking Riddle. You both walked near each other and you grabbed his collar without hesitation. "What the hell is wrong with you, Riddle?" He smirked and grabbed your own collar.

"What the hell is wrong with you, L/N?" You both glared into each other's eyes, its almost felt if fire surrounded your body. That's when you brought your fist to punch him but it was stopped midair by someone. "That isn't any behavior for students at Hogwarts, Ms. Y/N." Your hand eased and you looked to Dumbledore to pushed you away from Tom. He grinned like a little devil and placed his hands in his pockets. "Pfft. I have no time for this." You walked away with your fists to your side.

Next day

Potions Class. Not really your favourite subject. "Time for partnering!" You and most of the students grumbled and mumbled some words that you'd rather not say. As all the students got paired up, there was only two people left. "Ms. Y/N and... Tom!" Your head turned to look at the boy who was staring back at you hard. "But Mr. Slughorn-" "No buts, Ms. Y/N. Hurry on now. I can't keep the class waiting." You and Tom made your way to a seat in front of the class and the lesson began, you kicking Tom's legs as often as you could. "And now, you will make Caliber Kallipus, the Destruction Potion." A/N: Not canon by the way. "You better get it correct, L/N." You snickered and you both turned to the pot to begin. "I do the experiment." You handed him a piece of parchment and and a quill, he being confused. "You take the notes." He objected immediately. "What?! No way! I want to do the potion too!" "You want a good grade or not? If you do, let me do the potion."

He huffed and hunched in his seat, his fingers wrapping around the quill. As you did the potion, he couldn't help but stare at his greatest enemy. Tom didn't see how beautiful you were until now. How your hair fell to your forehead, how your face was so concentrated and how you delicately mixed the potion with your gentle finger tips. " Drop one eye of newt." He scribbled on the parchment as you told him the ingredients. "Pour the exact amount of drops of Dragon's blood which is according to the amount of destruction you would like to do. This case three." Your fingers wrapped gently around the vial as the liquid dropped into the mixture. "Stir in a pinch of unicorn hair along with a mandrake root." Tom gently added those in as you stirred them in. "Pour in a whole vial Exploding Liquid and a hint of Wolfsbane." With a final stir, Tom raised for Prof. Slughorn. "Sir, we're finished."

He trotted over to your table and took a stick, dropping it into the concoction with caution. It disintegrated at the first touch and exploded into ash. "Splendid! Ten points to Slytherin and Hufflepuff!" You smiled triumphantly and Tom just stared at you with a small smile. "What are you staring at?" "Nothing, nothing."

That evening

You went to the library to hit the books and totally drown yourself in knowledge. But there and then, you knew it was a bad idea. Along the way, you got into some trouble in an abandoned hallway. "Don't provoke me, Riddle." You circled around the small group that formed around you and Tom. "Try me, bītch." You gripped onto your wand tight and so did he. There were various cheering and shouts like, "You can do it, Y/N!" or "Beat that girl, Riddle!" Just then, a student came up and bravely spoke. "Hold on now. We have to do this like a correct duel." You and Tom smirked and did the starting on a proper duel, whispered like, "You're going down, L/N." and "In your dreams, Riddle." You took ten steps away from each other but on the 9th step, he turned around to cast a spell. You blocked it and smirked. "Is that all you got?" Then, a bunch of spell casting and cheering filled the void of the hallway. It seemed like it was going to go forever until he said it. "Crucio!" You felt every bone in your body snap and you fell onto your knees, screaming in pain.

"That's right." He looked crazy as your body twisted in agony and pain. "Not so tough, are you?" Then, there was some worried mumbling withing the students and the brave student from just now chimed in. "I think this has gone too far." Tom looked at you and saw the most horrific thing he had in his life. Blood dripped from the corners of your mouth, your nose and the corner of your eyes. He felt an urge to stop it so he did. Your body flopped unconscious onto the floor and he personally carried you bridal style to the hospital wing. "Madam Pomfrey!" The nurse turned and was mortified as Tom laid your body on one of the beds. "Is she going to be OK?" Tom felt his heart beating fast in his chest and Madam Pomfrey nodded which made him breathed a sigh of relief. She prepared a healing tonic and tilted your head back so you would swallowed it. Immediately, your face brightened but you still felt unconscious.

He stayed by your side for 2 week, his eyes watery and his hand entwined in yours all the time. He had to admit it, he liked you. Wait, scratch that, he loved you. Everyone who went in and out of the hospital wing stared with wide eyes to see enemies together. He didn't sleep, he only ate and had his homework sent to the wing. He suddenly felt his eyes go heavy and his head flopped beside your body. He snored silently and the next morning, you woke up to a sleeping Tom Riddle at your side. You thought, He looks really cute at this certain angle though. Then, you blushed at the thought and mentally scolded yourself. I meant peaceful! Ugh... He began to stir and his chin laid in your entwined hands. "Hey." You looked at him with a blushing face and did a small wave. "Hey." Tom stretched and yawned and propped his chin in his hand on the side of the bed. "How was your sleep, Sleeping Beauty?" "I am very surprised you know what that is."

He rolled his eyes and you smiled at him. "I slept fine, thanks. Although I did felt someone's han-" You looked to your still together hands and pulled away with your hands covering your face. There was a very awkward silence before he mumbled. "I'm sorry." You smirked. "What was that?" He huffed and said a tad bit louder enough for you to hear. "I'm s... Sorry." You wanted to taunt him bit you felt his lips entwine in yours and found yourself kissing back. Your fingers entangled into his brown hair and he smirked against your skin. When you parted, he looked with  wanderlust filled eyes and leaned his forehead onto yours. "Is this love?" You laughed and nodded with a sniff. He leaned in but you pulled back several times playfully to mess with him. "You cheeky monkey, Y/N."

A/N: He called you by your first name! Yeay! I hope you like this one and I couldn't find a GIF though. Sorry. :'(. Anyhoo, stay cool my FAM!!!