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the little black notebook (part two)

When Y/n came back from her walk, she noticed her room was in pieces. Clothes thrown everywhere, papers scattered on the floor, boxes opened, and Tom digging through her closet.

"Tom! What on earth are you doing? Why are you doing this to my belongings?" Y/n exclaimed, furious Tom had created such a mess.

"Well, I'm looking for my notebook. Have you seen it by chance?" Tom said while casually throwing textbooks over his shoulder.

Y/n frantically ran back and forth trying to catch everything Tom was throwing.

"No, I have not seen your diary anywhere." In desperate need to distract Tom before he found the diary, Y/n had to make an excuse to get Tom out of her room.

"Tom, may I ask why you're looking through my room for your things?" Tom turned his head to glare at Y/n as if the answer was obvious.

"It is known by the entire school that they shouldn't touch my notebook under any circumstance. Everyone knows how easily I could hurt them. Knowing that, no one would even dare touch my things. And besides, all the girls at this school find me quite charming, and the males are all eager to join my "club". The only person idiotic enough to touch it would be you." Tom rolled his eyes and searched Y/n's face for any trace of fear.

"I'm not scared of you Riddle. Besides, don't you trust me? I've been your best, and probably only, friend since the first year! Did all these years not build our trust? I can't believe you don't trust me. If I saw your book I would've returned it to you at once." Y/n hoped guilt tripping would get him to leave.

Tom's face softened the slightest and he said, "I do suppose you're right." He stood up and dusted his trousers off. He cast a cleaning spell so everything went back to how it was before. Tom then walked over to you and placed one soft and seemingly affectionate kiss on your forehead. With that, he walked out, closing the door behind him.

Tom left Y/n confused and concerned. Tom had never been an affectionate person. That kiss was something she would've never expected from him. Little did Y/n know Tom was trying to soften her. If he showed her kindness and love, maybe she'd break and tell him the truth about where his journal was.

"Time for another diary entry." Y/n sighed while plopping down on her bed and getting comfortable.

Dear Diary,

Today has been rather uneventful and quite boring if I am being honest. I went down to visit my basalik today. She was rather hungry and almost tried to eat me! How could she betray me like that? Anyways, she'll be sleeping for a rather long time (No, I did not kill her). After cleaning up the chamber, making sure it was in tip top shape, I went to the library. It was quiet like always. When I was looking for a book, someone on the other side also pulled it. This mystery person and I battled for a bit until they finally gave up. I removed the book and sure enough, the mystery person was Y/n. We locked eyes and some electricity passed through us. I then walked to her and dragged her to my dorm. I won't bore you with the details, but let's just say that Y/n will be needing a wheelchair for the next couple of days.

Sincerely,

TMR

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Dear Diary,

Today has been absolutely crummy. After having made my first horcrux, I feel terrible. Not about the death of course, but I've been feeling weak for the past couple of days. Y/n keeps asking if I'm alright which is very kind of her. Sooner or later she's going to find out. What if she thinks I'm a monster? Then she won't accept my marriage proposal. If Y/n doesn't accept my proposal, I won't be able to get my child army! I've got to be very careful with this book from now on. Anyways, the girl Myrtle I killed now is a ghost who lives on the third floor girls bathroom. I obliviated her memory so no one will know that it was I who murdered her. She spends all her fucking time crying anyways. Well besides that I haven't got much to say.

Au revoir,

Tommy

Closing the book, Y/n wasn't sure how to think of her best friend. He was evil and manipulative. He was also intelligent, charming, and handsome. He was a monster. She knew she shouldn't be friends with him, but Y/n just couldn't help it. There was something about him.

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"It's getting late, I should probably go to bed." sighed Y/n. She put the journal back in her closet and crawled into her bed. That night, Y/n's dream was filled by Tom.