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Hi, I'm dee! I mostly work as a beta reader, and on rare occasions I take on co-writing.
I typically stick to one-shots or parts of a larger fic — it's not often I'll commit to a whole series with someone. I'm also here for advice and general questions, like "how do I fill the gap between these two scenes?"
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a/n: this is a 'x f!reader' fic. there will be no mention of the reader's appearance (other than her clothes), first name, race, or any other identifying features. i gave her a surname (Kerrigan) purely for the sake of convenience in dialogue, but you can just replace it in your head with your own.
her blood status is implied to be pureblood, but there is no actual confirmation on that so you can insert whatever lineage you want. the only info on her family that i took the liberty of putting in was making her parents criminals in the wizarding community, since it made the most sense for her being in the orphanage/transferring schools.
anyway, hope you enjoy! ⊹₊⟡⋆
SUMMARY
Riddle and Kerrigan grew up together. Well, sort of. Kerrigan was briefly placed in Wool’s Orphanage while her parents were in prison for crimes against wizard-kind, leaving them unable to care for her. While in public housing, she met Tom. A mysterious boy, but one that seemed to understand her. Kerrigan and Riddle were each other’s only friends in the years she was at the orphanage with him. When Professor Dumbledore arrived with acceptance letters for the two pre-teens, they were elated. They would finally be someplace where they weren’t outcasts or freaks. Somewhere they belonged.
The first two years of Hogwarts were spent by each other’s side, researching ancient histories and honing their magical skills. But in the summer of 1940, when Mr. and Mrs. Kerrigan were released from prison, they took back their daughter and moved across the pond – forcing her to transfer to the North American wizarding school, Ilvermorny. Her and Tom wrote each other letters in their years of separation, remaining each other’s closest friends despite the distance.
In the fall of 1944, during Riddle’s seventh and final year at Hogwarts, Headmaster Dippet announced that the school would be the host of the first Triwizard Tournament in over a century. The two were reunited once again, but the four years they spent apart changed the both of them drastically from who they once were. With Riddle going down a path toward darkness and Kerrigan finally finding her own sense of purpose, will the once unbreakable friendship stand, or will their allyship finally yield to fate?
series content labels/warnings: tom riddle x fem!reader, mentions of childhood trauma (relating to Wool's and such), friends-to-strangers, strangers-to-lovers, mentions of murder (tom is evil), dark themes, angst with fluff sprinkled in, smut later in the series (not until they're 18), ooc tom riddle (he is capable of feeling love), hogwarts as its own trigger warning
PROLOGUE (Tom's POV)
wc: 1.1k
Friday September 15, 1944. Exactly two weeks since Tom’s seventh year at Hogwarts began. His final year. With his O.W.L.S complete and his N.E.W.T.S on the way, Tom spent the entirety of his summer studying. Normally, he would have liked to get a head start on studying for his final exams, but his summer between fifth and sixth year was a bit busy… so he had to settle for some, what he considers to be, last-minute review. Sure, he could have waited until the school year started, but he figured that with the recent news he had received, he would be a bit distracted from his studies during the year.
The table in front of him was decorated with a green and silver table runner, with matching colors adorning his and his classmates’ robes. Empty plates were waiting to be filled with conjured meats, vegetables, and desserts– while excited students hovered over them in anticipation. Although dinner in the Great Hall was normally optional, Headmaster Dippet called for a special feast, in which attendance was required. Students all around were whispering about what the occasion could possibly be; but Tom was silent, because he already knew.
‘I’ll see you soon.’ Those were the last words in her letter, other than her signature. The words that had been replaying in his mind since June. For the first time in 152 years, the Triwizard Tournament would be taking place – with Hogwarts being the hosting school. The competition was called off indefinitely after the last tournament in 1792, due to the high death toll of the students. But magic had evolved significantly since then, and new safety measures were put in place, allowing the tournament to commence once more. The trials would still be challenging, some of them even dangerous, but thankfully not life threatening.
Tom never cared for sports, choosing to sit-out every Quidditch match that took place on the weekends, but he found himself intrigued this time. The two other schools what would be attending were Mahoutokoro, the magic school located on one of the isles in Japan, and Ilvermorny, the North-American wizarding school– founded by one of Slytherin’s descendants, and attended by her. After four years of being apart, Tom Riddle would be reunited with his closest friend.
The chatter in the room died as Dippet stood in front of his podium. “Attention students,” the Headmaster raised his wand to his throat, casting a silent Sonorus spell. “There will come a time in everyone’s life where they will be asked to demonstrate a tremendous amount of courage. This demonstration may take many forms, depending on the individual,”
Although he typically didn’t care for Headmaster Dippet’s droning speeches, Tom found himself tuning in this time. This speech was going somewhere. “The form does not matter so much as the intent. Whether it is a feat of athleticism, a test of the mind, or a show of one’s magical ability, we will all be tasked with an obstacle we must overcome. Wizarding schools all over the world have been given the task to train their students in such a way that you all will be prepared for whatever life throws at you,” A smile crosses Dippet’s face as he speaks. “I believe that I, and the many professors here at Hogwarts, have trained you well.”
“It is because of this that I am glad to announce that, for the first time in almost two centuries, Hogwarts will be hosting the Triwizard Tournament.” The room descended into a series of hushed conversations and animated glances. Each of the houses stirred with a newfound excitement at the news, including the surrounding students at the Slytherin table. Tom was excited too, but he refused to show it, favoring his typically cool demeanor.
“Let us give a special welcome to our guests, who will be boarding with us for the remainder of the school year.”
The large doors to the Great Hall swung open, seemingly on their own, once Dippet gave the cue. Every head turned toward the entrance to see the witches and wizards that entered. First was Mahoutokoro. Rows and rows of students in robes of every color filed into the hall with practiced precision. Leading the way were five young wizards in garbs of gold, while a few dozen wizards dressed in pink flanked the group. They made their way down the aisle with grace, a few of the students raising their wands to add some illusionary effects to flourish their entrance. Tom watched the students gather to the left of Headmaster Dippet, near the Hufflepuff table. Mahoutokoro’s Headmaster, Kobayashi, shook hands with Dippet and exchanged a few quiet words of respect. Tom paid attention to the group, though this wasn’t the one he was most interested in.
Mulciber, who was seated on Tom’s right, leaned in to whisper to him. “I heard that Mahoutokoro has the best flyers in the world, they’ll surely be a challenge.” Tom gave him a nod, but chose not to grace him with a verbal response. Mulciber shrugged it off and turned to the rest of the group, gossiping about the new arrivals. Just as the crowd began to settle, the doors gave way to the second group.
About a hundred witches and wizards filled the entryway to the Great Hall. Tom immediately turned his head toward the group, making no effort to appear nonchalant. He didn’t care about his persona, not now. Loud, obnoxious horns blared in true American fashion, announcing the entrance of the students of Ilvermorny. Sparks flew from the foreign students’ wands, shooting fireworks high into the room. The students made their way down the aisle with a generous amount of ego, though not entirely undeserved. Freshly-pressed robes of blue and cranberry marched in tight lines, save for the three students leading the charge, who seemed to have shed their outerwear in favor of white button-downs and colored ties. Tom’s eyes immediately focused on the student walking front and center, her eyes gleaming with pride. Tom didn’t miss the hint of nostalgia that washed over her face as she looked around the room, following her Headmaster up to the main platform. Ilvermorny’s students were situated on Dippet’s right, closer to the Slytherin table. The girl shot Tom a knowing look, he returned it.
The surrounding noise of chattering students and sounding trumpets faded away as he met her gaze. His best friend, perhaps his only real one, stood tall and proud on the platform. The girl he met at Wool’s, the one who shared his same strange powers, the one who understood him like no other. The girl who left his side years ago, with no promise of return. A small smile, a genuine one, fell across Tom’s lips before he could stop it.
She’s back.
a/n: this will be a multi-chapter series. i'm aiming for 5-10 chapters spanning over the final year at hogwarts and a bit beyond, but who knows. more specific content labels/warnings will be added with each individual chapter
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You know what i miss? Classic "got stuck in ___" fanfics. Ya know the character a and character b are running form something and hide in a convenient locker and the door locks them in and they have to wait to be saved while they are pressed close together. The whole "getting stuck in a small inconvenient place together. I need some x readers of that. I miss it.
GET. AI. OUT. OF. FANDOM. Stop making headcanons with it, stop making fanfic with it, stop making fanart with it. If I see one more "asking chatgpt *blank* about *character/characters in a fandom* I'm going to lose my goddamn mind. Use your own fucking brain, stop asking AI to do everything. You could even ask other real people what they think. Just. Stop. Using. AI. In. Creative. Spaces.
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