ℐ𝓂 ℳ𝓎 𝒪𝓌𝓃 𝒲ℴ𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒩𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇ℯ/Tom riddle X reader

Chapter nineteen

y/n had been stuck in her room all morning, contemplating whether it was time to tell her friends her secret or not, should she let them believe who she says she is? or should she be  honest and tell people the real reason she was here in the first place? To be honest, Y/n had completely forgot why she was here at first, before she was rudely interrupted by her memories telling her that her mission was why she was here. 

To stop Tom riddle from becoming his worst nightmare. 

That was her job, she cant sit around gazing over a boy who killed her best friends parents, and is probably trying to kill her best friends as we speak. Not to mention the only thing she has from her friends was just a simple, "good bye" but that's all she needed to man up and become the person she was. 

Y/n stood up, she walked to the other side of the room, opening the door in one swift motion, she walked out. She kept her head held high and walked down the corridor. Until her thoughts were interrupted. 

Bang. 

she collided with something in her path, y/n held her head. 

"im sorry-" the girl looked up, "oh, hey Tom" was all she said, that all she could say. 

Tom looked down at the girl with an eyebrow raised, "hey Tom? thats all you can say? not 'hi Tom, sorry I wasn't at breakfast this morning." he crossed his arms, y/n rolled her eyes, "i told Jessica to tell you that i would not be attending breakfast this morning, i have to study for potions, i was certain she would have told you." she replied, Tom crossed his arms, "well she didn't," he replied.

Y/n put her hands up in defense, "don't blame me, i told her to tell you, maybe she would have if you didn't call her mudblood every time she's near you" she replied, holding her books tighter in her hands, she went to walk to her class, Tom groaned, "y/n, what's wrong?" he asked, Y/n shrugged, "nothing, Tom, Just go to class, talk to you later, yeah?" Before Tom could reply she walked into her classroom and sat down, burring her head in her hands while listening to professor Dumbledore. 

After class had ended Y/n packed up all of her belongings and rushed out of the door, looking for her friends from a certain house. Though they found her first she couldn't wait to tell them the actual reason she "transferred" schools. Jessica and Amos dragged y/n away to the lake, the three sat down and started talking about the new project they had to do in potions. Soon their talk stopped and they just sat there. In Silence. Thats when y/n decided to bring the topic up.

"So, you guys know that people who were conceived under a love potion cant feel love, right?" she asked, Amos nodded, "yeah, of course-" Jessica cut him off, "that said person cant love, but they have a special soulmate that can come from the future,  and if that person ever does come from the future, they can break the spell of the love potion and the child can love." Jessica replied, Amos looked at her, "how in the bloody hell did you know that?" he asked, Jessica shrugged, "i got bored over break" she replied, playing with the grass. Amos nodded and looked back at y/n, "why?" he asked. 

"and you guys know how Tom Riddle was conceived under a love potion" y/n looked up, Amos and Jessica nodded, "yeah, and all of a sudden he likes you?....oh-" Amos looked at Jessica whose eyes were wide, "bloody hell! y/n, you're from the future? what year? whats it like?" she asked, sitting up on her knees, Y/n giggled, "im from the year 1997, its not much like this place but we have computers and stuff so thats cool. Dumbledore sent me, he becomes the new headmaster of Hogwarts, he sent me to try to save Tom, Tom Riddle become Voldemort in the future, he killed eighteen people, including my best friends parents, and he tried to kill my best friend, harry. But im here to stop him." she replied, Jessica's eyes were wide open, "uh y/n-" she pointed, Y/n turned around, "what is it Jessica?" she came face to face with Tom Riddle, who looked like a sad puppy you just kicked and thrown to the side of the rode. 

y/n stood up quickly, "Tom-" but before she could finish her sentence he dropped the book he was holding and walked off, y/n walked over to the book and picked it up, it was his diary. Y/n went off and sat under a tree by herself. 

March 11th, 1944. 

theres this new transfer student, dont know why she gives me these weird vibes.
Shes really pretty, my friends insisted that we went over and talked to her.
glad i did, the words she spoke rolled off of her tongue so smoothly. 
like she wasnt scared of anything. 

March 14th, 1944.

Today i found out the new girls name, y/n, she already knew how to brew some of 
the potions Dumbledore didn't even teach yet. I wonder if they taught her them 
early at her old school. I overheard some people talking about her to their 

friends, hearing those dreadful words come out of their mouths made me 
want to hex them to the moon. 

y/n skipped a few pages. 

April 13th, 1944. 

Y/n was Almost raped by someone she thought she could trust, i saw her  in
the hallway when the guy started to talk to her, I didnt want him talking to 
my y/n, so i decided to follow them to interrupt their conversation, i saw him
Pull her into an abandoned corridor. He had her pinned against the wall as he 
was undoing his belt. That's when i stepped in. Something in me just snapped.
i had this feeling, like, I was the only one who could touch her like that. 

April 19th, 1944.

I got into a fight with the guy who almost raped y/n, i didnt even use my wand, 
just my hands. My fists were flying through the air and i didnt even know i 

could fight like that till just now. Apparently when it came to people i care 
about, i could throw some bloody good punches. That girl really does bring
out sides of me that i didnt even know were there. 

Y/n closed the book, she made her way into the great hall, finding Tom with his friends, she slammed her hands onto the table, "can we talk?" she asked, Tom looked up at her, he shrugged and stood up fixing his tie. He motioned for her to start walking, so she did. once they reached the end of the hall where nobody could see them she slammed the book into his chest. Tom winced, "hey!"

Y/n crossed her arms, "how could you not tell me you were feeling things for me?" she glared, Tom gave her a look, "are you being serious? how could you not tell me you were from the bloody future?" he asked, "because i was trying to do a job." she replied, "so after everything that we went through, was that just apart of your job?" he hissed. Y/n rubbed her arm, looking down, "no," she looked up, "no it wasn't actually, i freaking cared about you, i still care about you, but i couldn't hold it in much longer, i had to tell someone and I'm sorry." 

Tom sighed, "i cant stay mad at you for some reason, i dont know whats going on, if you were any other person i would hate you."

"thats called love, Tom."