TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE
Tom bore his eyes into the blackboard as Professor Dumbledore's voice progresses in the background. The 'dark arts' would've made this more efficient and less draining, Tom thought. Lectures were useless to him. He had already learnt this during his 'basic understanding reading' four summers ago while studying how to pose as pure-blood. He knew clearly himself, he was only half-blood.
Most people adored him, after all, he was the epitome of a perfect student, his alluring gaze and dashing good looks, but at the same time, people were intimidated by him, scared even. Forcing anyone to obey with just one look. Disregarding the 'lecture,' Tom tuned into the steady and soft melody played by the rain breaking at the roof of Hogwarts.
The door opened to Professor Dippet whose a short man disproportional to his long beard and beside him was a girl and Tom looked at her for longer than he deemed appropriate. There was a steadiness to her as if all the storms in the world were a whispering breeze.
Her long waves of silver silk-like hair sat above her chest and her eyes droop down when she smiles at the class. Her hands were behind her back and chin tilted slightly up. A saddened rose of pride and self-conscientiousness. Her Slytherin Robe towered off her shoulders as it draped down like a waterfall. Tom thought he'd never see her again. But there she was.
She was his relief, but he was her pain.
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She was a kind, intelligent girl, and perhaps that was what drew people to her. She breathed confidence and charm as if she knew she was born to be the queen of the wizarding world. A queen who was kind to all, until all were under her power. She was kind to her people; smiling sweetly as they pledged their undying loyalty to her and continued to smile until the corner of her lips turned up and formed a crooked smirk. "I'd do anything for you," they swore. And they did.
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Feb 7th 2021: Hi, I just re-read my story for the 100th time and there are a few things I want to change. The plot doesn't change, it's just the editing and wordings...makes me want to puke, cringe and die sHAHA. Bare with me while I fix things up.
Date: whenever I started this story...Hey guys! This is my first time writing so please if I screw up, please comment or dm me! Thank You so much for reading!
Jan 29th 2023: HI! its me again :) my direction for this story in the later chapter has proven inappropriate for the story to be a x reader due to its dark themes, so I guess you're free to name the protagonist however you like :)
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The Monsters in Our Heads || Tom Riddle x Reader
Fanfiction...these contents are not for the faint-hearted. Tom Riddle didn't like to believe that there was a god, that there was someone more powerful than he is no matter how hard he tried. He didn't like how one's power was limited to where one was born...
