𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 #tom riddle

01

In the span of an hour, Y/N had somehow managed to befriend Hogwarts' most popular Slytherin students.

Y/N emerged from her dorm, dressed in the standard uniform. Her white blouse was tucked into her short green and silver skirt, and her tie was wrapped loosely around her neck.

Unlike most of the girls, Y/N was wearing heels instead of the usual black socks and boots.

"L/N," Tom politely greeted her, nodding his head in acknowledgement.

"Oh, bag boy."

"Riddle." Tom corrected her, "My name is Riddle." But he knew Y/N would rarely use his real last name.

"Y/N, come on, we're gonna be late for breakfast!" Lyni called out for Y/N. She was a short girl with long blonde hair and bright green eyes. She was always wearing a tight-fitting black turtleneck paired with the usual green skirt.

Today, she had a green and silver scarf wrapped around her neck. At the sight of the scarf, Malfoy laughed.

"Not able to cover them up with makeup, huh?" He whispered in Lyni's ear. She glared at him, to which he only chucked.

"How about we go to breakfast together?" Lyni suggested, grasping into Malfoy's arm.

Avery shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me. As long as you two don't make out right in front of me." Avery walked away while Lyni and Malfoy laughed together.

"How did you sleep?" Tom asked, trying to make small talk.

"My bed was so small. Ugh, I swear, I need my queen-sized bed back." Y/N scoffed, "My back hurts so much from lying on a mattress made out of concrete."

Y/N shoved past a first-year, almost causing the brown-haired girl to topple over. "People are always in my way." She grumbled.

Well, now Tom knew how Y/N got sorted into Slytherin instead of Ravenclaw.

Y/N seemed to earn some stares in the hallway. Tom didn't know whether it was because of how short Y/N's skirt was or because she was the new student everyone had been gossiping about.

"Ugh, so many creeps are staring at me," Y/N mumbled to herself, but Tom heard her. He glanced down at her tie, which wasn't tied correctly and her buttons, which weren't done up.

"L/N and I will meet you in the Great Hall," Tom uttered.

"We will?" Y/N questioned, confused.

Tom silently grabbed Y/N and pulled her into an isolated hallway. "Your uniform is incorrect. It annoys me greatly."

Tom buttoned her buttons and tied her tie right this time. He couldn't do much about her skirt, and he didn't want to be rude, so his hands never went anywhere near the skirt.

Y/N let Tom do whatever he wanted as she reapplied a coat of Dior lipgloss to her lips. "Bag boy, get me a chai latte. Preferably with cinnamon in it. Be snappy with it." She clicked her fingers and stormed off, her head held high.

"I would rather lose my nose than spend another day with this girl," Tom mumbled, rubbing his already tired eyes.

"I can't believe I have to get this girl a chai latte. Can't she get it herself?" Tom knew that if Y/N ever complained to Dumbledore, then he would no longer be getting his payment and access to the forbidden section. So, to keep her happy, he begrudgingly got her the chai latte.