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Tom Riddle was once a boy unlike any other at Wool's Orphanage and was perfectly content with living his life out there as a freak. However, his hopeless fate soon changed upon the arrival of a girl who was apparently just as freakish as he was. This is a story of a friendship that was to be forgotten by time. For who would believe the future Dark Lord to ever have feelings. Originally published: 07/13/2011- 02/14/2015 on Fanfiction.net

[Abandoned story] ♔"ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜, 𝑌/𝑛." 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠. 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑧𝑒. "𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜, 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑠." 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦, 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒.♔ ꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂ Y/n L/n, your average witch. Well, as average as a witch can be. After spending 3 years attending Ilvermorny in America, the young student is forced to transfer to hogwarts, leaving her friends behind. She settles in quickly, but still one boy perplexes her. Tom Riddle. Prefect and honour-roll student. He seems to be perfect but his peers know he's bad news. Y/n chooses to ignore her new friends advice and actively tries to befriend Riddle, causing her to get pulled in to his schemes, and in no time, High-jinks ensue. (This will be set in the Marauders era, because I love them)

"The minute your eyes can only see me in them, is the minute when I'll have you. We will be magically bound through the ancient marriage bond," Tom said as a matter of fact. I blinked from shook, did this man just propose to me? "Did you just subtly propose to me? Because if you did that doesn't count I better get a well thought out legit proposal out of you," I said in a joke. His eyes softened as he understood my acceptance of his challenge. "It'll take time," I said, "I don't exactly know what love is. But if you want to try by all means." "I don't try Ms. Stark future to be Mrs. Riddle I will have you. You better be prepared," Tom said with a hidden tone. I blushed at the innuendo. "Okay," I said as I looked down at my hands. Tom had picked them up suddenly and began kissing every single finger of mine as he stared into my eyes intently. Mother, you hear me I am doomed! This man will have me if he truly tried hard enough. But I guess he respects me enough to make sure my heart and soul was into his proposal. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX A self-insert story on how things would have been different with Liliana around. I don't own anything but my character Layla. Above is actually really far into the story so let me know if anyone wants to read it? I'll start posting it. Live Laugh Love xoxoxo MacyMorgan

When acquainted with a strange encounter from someone who claims to be from the forthcoming future, you are warned about a grave danger to both the magic and non magic world. This situation had a lot to do with a intriguing boy that went by the name, "Tom Riddle". But what could you do? And did you have an actual choice. Probably not.

Ophelia wasn't who she claimed. She had a secret. A secret that could get her killed, hunted like an animal by just about every witch and wizard in the world seeking leverage or revenge against a certain... someone. Concealing a secret that so blatantly revealed itself in her appearance was no easy task, but, aided by Dumbledore and a carefully crafted act of mediocrity, she managed to get by unnoticed for years at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, until accidentally crossing paths with the one person perceptive enough to see the cracks in her facade and curious enough to look for more. Tom Riddle's intrusive nature was going to ruin everything she'd worked for if she wasn't careful, and she had a lot more to worry about than simply being expelled... *formerly titled RIDDLE