Tom Marvolo Riddle
I like hurting people...but the feeling I get when I see them fear me is much more desirable.
"P-PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" She screamed. I kept her pushed on the tree moving my hand to cover her mouth. I felt her tears roll down my hand being unable to scream. I could do so many things to her and she knows that too. I could kill her right now and no one would know for a week, it is common for students to get lost in the forbidden forest after all.
She stopped strugling and braught two of her hands ontop oh my hand that covered her mouth. She stopped crying ", If I let you go will you stay silent?" I asked. She nodded.
I take my hand back and she falls to the ground. I watch as she composes to what little calmness she has left. She crawls to my feet kissing my shoe she looks up to me ", Please don't hurt me Riddle."
I crouch ", Tell me Wiley, did you see anything happen?" I asked.
She shakes her head ", N-Nothing! I saw nothing happen! I didn't see you casting forbidden spells just a momment ago!"
An idiot...Pharrell Wiley is an idiot...
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All The Tropes I hate
FanfictionA tale of a stupid ravenclaw and a clueless slytherin. A chaotic story of sweet, spice, and everything dark and depressive. Will Tommy Boy ever love a girl so stupid?
