Sparrow: Tom Riddle x Reader

A/N: I know this is absolutely awful, but I wrote this while in class and I haven't had the time to read back through it so... sorry xD it probably makes no sense but- ye :)
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Defence against the dark arts was always one of your favorite classes. Then again the dark arts had always intrigued you from a young age, the notion someone could cause harm and even death with just the flick of a wand or a well brewed potion. You found it rather fascinating. 

You sat at the back next to Tom as you had been placed at the beginning of the year and stayed there in silence until the professor arrived. You knew Tom wasn't one for conversation or small talk so you decided to stay to yourself, the both of you were finally in a decent place in your relationship and you didn't want to ruin the task any further.

"Good evening class. Today we will be reviewing the 'boggart', assuming you have all completed your 5000 word essay you should all be fully aware of this creature and its abilities. However today we will be testing it and seeing how it works in person." 

To be honest you were not entirely sure what your greatest fear was, you didn't have anything in specific that frightened you so you were rather intrigued to find out. You were also incredibly curious to find out what Tom's was. 

"If you could all get in a line then please, and we will begin, now remember. Imagine something you find funny and use that to your advantage. I'm assuming you all remember the spell." 

You all stood up and began to form a line in front of the closet at the front of the room.

You looked behind you as you began to make your way over to everyone else and saw Tom hadn't moved from his spot.

"You okay?" You asked stopping in your tracks to look at him. He just simply nodded and got back to writing in his black book, assuming he just didn't see the point in the lesson and knowing he probably didn't care, you just walked to the end of the line.

The lesson was rather amusing, watching people turning their individual nightmares into something that greatly amused them was actually very entertaining. Jack was up next, his surprisingly turned into a hippogriff, a creature you had always found alluring and cute ended up to be one of your only friends' greatest fears. He ended up making it speak in a high pitched voice as if it just inhaled ten balloons worth of helium and it spoke in an over the top british accent. This made you giggle slightly and he walked past high fiving you once he defeated it.

Alex's was turned into a hungarian horntail, one of the most deadly and vicious dragons in existence. The dragon opened its mouth in an attempt to breath fire but he replaced it with a small squeak noise that escaped its mouth instead, causing the entire class to erupt into laughter.

You looked over to Tom who was still looking down at his book. What does he write in that book all the time? You thought to yourself as you advanced in the line.

"Miss L/N, you're next." You looked up realising you were the last one and breathed in deeply.

The closet doors opened once more and you froze completely, the events of your parents' deaths that you attempted all these years to block from your memory suddenly pushed its way back to the front of your mind as you looked at the form your boggart had turned into.

It was an empty cloak looking figure with a dark essence radiating from inside, the room fell silent. The Lethifold advanced towards you as you stood unable to move.

When you were younger there was a small attack on your village in the middle of the night. You and your mother had awoken to screaming in the streets and she pushed you behind her as you both left the room and into your fathers only to find him being consumed by the creature, you let out a small shriek and it turned to you.