I scribbled a short one shot about Tom Riddle x OC the previous night since I couldn’t sleep & decided to share it. It’s kinda connected to my long fanfiction about Tom, so two things you should know before reading:
- He and the heroine have made a blood pact that can make them feel each other’s presence, strong emotions (and some more things not required to know for the shot), they promised each other loyalty (not in a romantic way), not to lie to each other etc. If they break the pact, they die.
- The heroine was the first person to recieve the Dark Mark.
I think that’s it, enjoy!
Warning: Gets a bit pervy, but no smut.
The room was dimly lit by the dying fire and seemed completely empty at first sight. For Diana, it wasn't. The feeling of heat flowing through her veins the moment she stepped into the greenish common room told her she was not alone. Walking downstairs, she eventually noticed a dark outline of a head slowly turning towards her, belonging to someone sitting on the couch.
"What are you doing here?" asked the said head, looking at her judgmentally.
Diana smiled feebly, for she was happy with what she found. Tom Riddle was sitting right before her with a thick, leather-bound book, alone during this December night. He had felt her presence just as fast as she felt his.
"Will you ever stop reading at night?" she asked innocently, slowly approaching the couch. "It's not good for your eyes, you know."
"Answer me," he said threateningly, but she didn't bat  an eye. Instead, she just smoothed out her nightdress and sat right beside him.
It was very brief, Tom thought. Barely covered her thighs, even less when she was sitting. Why did she sleep in this in the middle of winter? This was the smallest of his concerns, though, since he couldn't help looking at her. It made him feel some kind of way he has never felt about any girl before.
"Could ask you the same thing," she said eventually. "I can't sleep."
Now that she was closer, she looked at him properly, his body lit partially by the fire, partially by the greenish aura the dungeons' windows emitted. He was barefoot just like her, had long pants on and a dark shirt which showed a bit of his collarbone. Diana had no idea why she liked it so much and she did everything in her power not to stare at it.
"And this is why you decided to disturb me?" he asked pretentiously, having coughed loudly.
"Had I known you were there, I would've come sooner," replied Diana, smiling broadly just to mess with him.
Tom said nothing. He glanced at Diana's bare legs again, then conposed himself immediately and glared at her. She eventually rolled her eyes.
"Don't give me this look, Riddle," she said with a serious face, her playful smile long gone. "I had no idea you were there. I don't follow you around like some people."
"But you felt me," he argued.
"It was when I- Oh, so what? The common room is for everyone. This is what common means, you know?"
Diana knew she used the right card. Tom Riddle hated being thought to be devoid of any knowledge, especially such trivial facts. She felt more and more heat in her body with a bit of anger, meaning he was getting mad.
"Someone's getting angry," said Diana, moving closer to him.
Their thighs touched, and both of them noticed, but neither of them mentioned it. Tom swallowed hard. It was beginning to bother him, and he felt it. He knew he had to calm himself - otherwise Diana would feel it soon, too. Both of them have already noticed they felt each other's emotions only if said emotions were strong enough.
Diana leaned towards him carefully and it didn't help him. She looked curiously at the book he was still holding.
"Now, what could the great Tom Riddle be reading at two in the morning?"
She scanned the page with her eyes quickly, barely seeing the words in the darkness. She wondered how Tom managed to read in such conditions but it wasn't the first time he surprised her.
"Dark magic of antiquity... I've read this. Good choice, I must say."
Tom closed the book with one swift move, knowing well she wouldn't let him read it again. She was getting closer and closer and he had to focus on something else, immediately.
"I didn't ask for your opinion," he snapped.
"Oh, Tom," she moaned impatiently. "When will you finally understand I'm on your side? I'm not your enemy, stop fighting with me."
Her moan made him feel weird again. He coughed in a futile attempt of distinguishing his emotions. Something was building up inside of him dangerously fast and it was just a matter of time before she felt it too. He was slowly beginning to lose to his own feelings.
He put the book on the table in front of them, then sat back in the same position. Diana took this time to examine him even more closely. She noticed his hair wasn't messy, it looked perfectly fine, so it meant he didn't even try to fall asleep, he came straight to the common room. She wondered how long he was going to stay there, because she was willing to stay with him.
"Are you even going to sleep tonight?" she asked and he raised his eyebrows.
"Depends."
"On what?"
Tom didn't reply and eventually decided to fight back. He knew he was the only person who could make Diana defenceless, but only if he played it right.
"Don't you think you ask too many questions?" he asked quietly, then cupped her face with one of his hands. Diana didn't expect that; it sent a pleasurable shiver down her spine.
"Don't you think you're too stubborn?" she retorted, doing the same thing as him.
They stayed still for a moment, gazing into each other's eyes for no reason. The silence in the room let them hear their own heartbeats, fast and loud in their ears.
"Look at this, Tom," Diana whispered suddenly, guiding his head to look at her left forearm. "I have already promised my loyalty, twice," she added, pointing at the black mark he created: the skull with a snake slithering out of its mouth.
By then, she was way too close. Tom glanced down again. Her thigh was almost completely bare, since the nightdress pulled itself up. She was so close her leg was almost on his - any closer and she would be practically sitting in his lap. He wanted to avoid this, for he was sure this would be the final straw.
"Have you given this to anyone else?" she asked, creating him an opportunity to dominate.
"Lestrange and Avery," he replied truthfully.
"Them? I thought this would differ me from them," Diana said angrily, leaning back a little.
Tom didn't know why he didn't like her this far away. Even though earlier he wanted to stop it, now he knew it was impossible. He didn't care about Diana feeling his emotions anymore, better - he wanted her to feel them. Heat raised in him and he let it take over.
"It can be arranged," he said in a lower tone than normally, making Diana raise her eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
"Come closer," he demanded, shocking Diana even more.
"Even closer?"
Tom was growing impatient. He grabbed both her hands and pulled her towards him, forcing her to sit in his lap - eventually. Diana had to take a deep breath, completely surprised but pleased. She was just inches from his face, beginning to sense some weird kind of sensantion in her stomach.
Tom pulled out his wand out of nowhere, then took her left hand ever so gently and pointed his wand at the mark. Diana felt some kind of tingling and burning for a moment, then he left the wand beside him. He grabbed her wrist and showed her the change he made: now there were two snakes coming out of the skull, both wrapped around each other, their heads facing one another.
"Two snakes now. One for me and one for you. Nobody else will have this."
Diana looked at the new mark with a smile dancing at the corners of her mouth. This was the best gift she could have ever recieved from him, she was sure of it.
She fidgeted in Tom's lap a little, causing him to stifle a moan. She already knew what was up. This was the last straw.
"You're... A bit excited," she said with a playful giggle, and Riddle coughed.
"Nothing is for free, Diana," he replied darkly an inch from her face. He was so distracted he didn't even notice when she used Legilimency and saw exactly what he was thinking about.
"Oh... I see," she whispered and finally closed the gap between them, kissing him with all the passion she could. And, for the first time, Tom Riddle kissed her back, feverishly, aggresively, beginning a night for both of them to remember.
Ok so I just realised most of the wizards had no clue Voldemort's real name was Tom Riddle (proof being Ron - A WIZARD FROM ALL-MAGIC FAMILY - cleaning the awards and having no clue who Tom Riddle was or what he did to recieve an award). So imagine how SHOOKETH (or at least confused) the wizards during the Battle fo Hogwarts must have been when Harry randomly called Voldemort 'Tom'.
I mean, at least some of them must have been like, "Eyyy, I never wondered what his name was." or "So his real name isn't Voldemort???????"
So like I've said before I have soooo many HP fanfics on Wattpad and they're really successful and I kinda just want to check what you - different language(s) speakers - think about their 'plot', or more specifically the ideas I have about some characters. Treat it like a headcanon. This one is my most successful one, Fred Weasley x OC.
• she is a Slytherin (and don't be afraid it is NOT going to be how you think it is)
• 6th year in GoF - means the same year as the twins, of course
• pure-blood
• the daughter of Lucius' sister (don't worry)
• she thinks her entire family was in Slytherin
• has 3 female friends
• and a guy who 'kinda likes her'
• Adrian Pucey (he is in canon, plays Chaser for the Slytherin team)
• she isn't really outstanding
• but she is AMAZING at Potions
• she is known for being mean, like Draco
• but the difference is she doesn't want to
• but is under pressure from her parents (mostly mother) & her friends
• the only person that ever told her this 'pure-blood thing' is nonsense is her grandma from father's side
• but she passed away
• but she believed her and she doesn't really think Mudbloods and blood traitors are scum and all that
• she envies the Weasleys
• because her friends find their jokes stupid
• and she's sure her mother would disinherit her if she just talked to blood traitors
• and she likes the jokes but would never admit that to anyone
• in her 6th year she's a prefect, and completely tired of pretending and wants to calm down a bit
• she kinda 'defends' the Weasleys in front of Snape
• and doesn't put them in detention
• AND stops her cousin - Draco - from picking on them
• the Weasleys realise she may not be as bad as she seems
• then the twins want to find someone to brew them a Love Potion for their shop
• they exclude the teachers and Hermione immediately
• because she'd say sth like 'YOU CAN'T JUST MAKE PEOPLE FALL IN LOVE THIS IS DANGEROUS'
• after discussion they decide to ask our protagonist
• and offer her pranking anyone anytime she wants in return
• she agrees hoping to get revenge on her mean, awful 'friends' she's had enough of
• they start meeting regularly in a secret passage the twins discovered
• at one point the twins find her crying in a library
• and this is the turning point - she confesses how much she hates her family's beliefs ans how much she'd like to have true friends like the Weasleys
• they offer her their friendship - in secret
• A LOT of things happen during a few months but it's too much to describe
• shortly, she eats too much of the twins' sweets at some point
• stars behaving as though she's drunk and confesses her love for Fred
• he loves her back, but she DOESN'T REMEMBER A THING
• Fred confesses TWO MONTHS LATER
• shortly after they become a couple her friends discover that she'd been meeting the Weasleys all the time
• Draco tells his father about it
• chaos happens
• Lucius is furious, so is his sister
• her father eventually defends her and she finds out he was in fact a Hufflepuff
• but was able to marry Lucius' sister because his mother - the grandma - was friends and even the girlfriend of one of the most important Death Eaters
• but she never was a Death Eater herself, hating Voldemort's ideology - she broke up with her Death Eater boyfriend, the protagonist's grandpa she never knew
• thanks to her father she can finally date Fred openly
• and maaaaany more things happen I didn't even mention how she tried to find out who her grandpa was or that one of her female friends had a crush on her
I wonder if I should translate this fic to English one day
So I have soooo many HP fanfics on Wattpad and they're really successful and I kinda just want to check what you - different language(s) speakers - think about their 'plot', or more specifically the ideas I have about some characters. Treat it like a headcanon. First off, Oliver Wood and the girl I made for him (my ultimate OTP).
• she is a Ravenclaw from his year
• and is like, super smart & intelligent
• but also very kind, so kind she's naive at times
• Head Girl along with Percy (changing plot but who cares?)
• she is great on a broom
• but can't play Quidditch at all
• they begin dating at their 7th year
• after Oliver punched her two-faced boyfriend that was using her for homework
• and she became Oliver's #1 fan
• their first kiss happens after Gryffindor wins the House Cup
• she later becomes a Healer
• and is really strict about Oliver's health
• even if it's just a scratch
• (he's addicted to her 'medical' massages)
• Oliver proposes to her completely unexpectedly
• at the Quidditch World Cup
• and the ring has a Golden Snitch on it of course
• they get married in winter
• and Oliver invites literally everyone from his team and staff for them to see how amazing his wife is
• they have two sons
• the older is a shy Ravenclaw
• (Remus-ish Lupin-ish vibe)
• but he is like super good at Potions
• and smart in overall like his mother
• he's scared that Oliver won't be happy if he doesn't play Quidditch which he HATES playing
• bonding moment when Oliver assures him he loves him no matter what
• (not without some nagging from his wife)
• the younger son is a Gryffindor
• he becomes a Chaser
• (because he was training with Oliver as a Keeper he becomes a totally superb Chaser)
• he becomes captain of the team in his 6th year
• Oliver. is. in. tears.
omg I love them this is my favourite couple I've ever came up with
Going to Hogwarts would be cool and all but imagine having to be in school while knowing that movie you really wanted to see is in theaters but you can’t go see it because fucking Hogwarts teachers won’t let you go home for a weekend to see it - you have to wait until holidays or until it’s out on Netflix or DVD. Imagine being a marvel fan attending Hogwarts and you can’t go see Infinity War.
I'm writing a Lucissa fic rn and I still think Narcissa is so freaking underrated
SHE LIED TO VOLDEMORT, TO THE MOST POWERFUL DARK WIZARD EVER, RIGHT UNDER HIS NON-EXISTENT NOSE, BECAUSE OF THE LOVE FOR HER SON AND SHE FRIGGIN SAVED THE ENTIRE WIZARDING WORLD BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR HER HARRY WOULD BE DEAD IN AN INSTANT, AND JAMES AND LILY'S SACRIFICE AND EVERYONE'S WOULD HAVE BEEN FOR NOTHING
-Where are my Slytherins who have meltdowns after spending all night trying to do an assignment they didn’t quite understand but the pressure to not ask for help was too high?Â
-Where are my Slytherins that are so, incredibly ambitious but procrastinate everything until almost last minute?
-Where are my Slytherins that aren’t taken seriously by other houses because they actually do care for people?
-Where are my Slytherins that are fucking tired of waiting for Hogwarts Mystery energy to fill up?
So I've got a question for y'all fellow Potterheads, because my readers are equally divided.
I'm writing a Fred Weasley fanfiction and I just don't know what to do with the ending. I have an idea for both, don't know which one is better.
Should I leave it as in canon, so he will die, there will be lots of angst and crying (because the entire story is kind of sad itself), and the main character will eventually end up with George in the epilogue
or
Should I just ignore the canon in this case and they will get married eventually, everything to avoid this heart-breaking vision we've already had in the books?
Why I think Voldemort would be able to love (if...)
Come on.
Love is a big deal in Harry Potter and we all know that.
Lord Voldemort was conceived under the effect of the Love Potion, that's why he didn't have the ability to love.
Or did he?
Dumbledore says no spell can bring the dead back, BUT Harry's mother dies for him and her love leaves him super protection so he literally DOESN'T GET KILLED. Hmm, so we can stop death not with magic but with...love? Plus, she earns him super protection so Voldemort can't even touch him, no matter how great at magic he was.
Voldemort was like, an amazingly skilled wizard, he could literally do anything with magic...But then Harry says he pities Voldemort because he'll never know love.
Remorse, connected with love (probably) is the only way to put the pieces of your soul back if you had split it (Horcruxes).
Love was the thing that made Merope Gaunt stop giving Tom Riddle Sr the Love Potion - she didn't want to live like this anymore and hoped she would love her back by now, so she believed real love was stronger than a potion.
Love is the thing that helped Snape fool two of the greatest wizards of all time.
Ron may have had the Deluminator, but it was his love for Hermione that helped him find his way back to her and Harry.
It's impossible to create real love with magic (as Slughorn says about Amortentia).
Conclusion? Love is way more powerful than magic and I bet if someone truly loved Voldemort, the 'spell' (as in his disability to love because of the potion) could have been broken.
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