TomRiddlexOC - Don't Leave Me

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I was born because of a love potion and not because of love. My father was never around - he left before I was born. I was abandoned in an orphanage - feared and isolated. Love was never something I could understand. It was never something I wanted to understand. I let my anger and hate grow and fester for years.

But then...

Then I met her.

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Hello lovely readers.

This is just a silly fic idea. Actually the idea was sort of given to me by WaveringOceans . It's a xOriginalCharacter story. The identity of the Harry Potter character will be revealed soon if you don't already know.

So long here are the details of the OC.

Name: Alicia Reid
Blood status: Muggle Born
Hair: Chestnut / semi-curly
Eyes: Pale Blue almost Grey
House: Slytherin

Please enjoy the story ❤️.

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"Hi!"

I raised an eyebrow. No one had ever willing walked up to me before. No one has ever had the nerve. None the less has a girl walked up to me without some fantasy idea or total fear. I didn't respond as my eyes raked over her.

She wasn't that tall - not even of average height - around 4'5 maybe? She had really long hair by the looks of it. Her hair wasn't as dark as mine, but it wasn't exactly light either. Although she was short she wasn't stubby. She had a fairly appealing body.

I was snapped out of my observations by fingers clicking in my face. "Usually when someone says hi you say hello or hey back."

I raised my eyebrow again. Did she really think I was going to talk to her? I don't even know her. I was slightly impressed by the amount of guts she had. I wasn't interested in making polite conversation though.

"Okay then." She shrugged.

I expected her to walk away. Most people didn't hang around me as long as she did. I was surprised to say the least when she sat down next to me. I was about to comment about it when one of her legs were slung over my legs. I sneered at her and instead of cowering she slung her other leg over.

"The fuck you think you're doing?" I asked.

She didn't answer me. I scoffed and pushed her legs off of me. She responded by putting them in my lap again. I was getting really annoyed by this.

"Get the fuck off me." I growled. "Or I'm going to hex you."

"Hex? What are you 12?" She smiled.

"The hell is wrong with you?" I hissed out.

"What's wrong with you?" She shrugged.

"Fuck off." I growled.

"Don't feel like it."

"What do you want?"

She shrugged again but didn't answer my question. I tried pushing her legs off again but ended with the same result. I sneered at her and was met with an impassive shrug. Was this girl mentally ill or something? I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

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