Tom Riddle Imagines

The Riddle Manor

Post Hogwarts Era

Y/N Y/LN

I was all dressed up at one of the best high end clubs in the wizarding world. Unfortunately though, I was here for work. I cautiously swerved through the crowd, making my way over to the bar. I took the nearest seat and ordered a cosmopolitan. Twisting 180 degrees in my seat, I observed the dancing crowd, looking for the idiot that thought he could get away from me.

As I scanned the sea of people, my eyes fell upon a gorgeous face that stood out from the crowd. Tom Marvolo Riddle. He stood at a towering height of 6'4. His dark curls were swept across his forhead, his pale skin lit up by the club's neon lights. His deep green eyes scanned his surroundings, boredom etched onto his sharp features.

I must have been staring, because his eyes locked onto mine all of a sudden and lit up with recognition. His signature smirk was plastered on his face as he stalked over to me. I quickly averted my gaze, scanning the crowd once again, for the fool I was looking for but my vision was soon blocked by Riddle himself.

"Miss L/n, darling. Long time no see" he commented as he looked me up and down, taking in my appearance. I huffed in irritation, before meeting his eyes again. "Yes, well I've been rather busy with work recently Mr Riddle. Besides it's not like you cared about what I was going to be doing after Hogwarts anyways" I replied.

"Hmm, touchè" he muttered as he took a seat beside me and ordered a whisky. "So Thomas, since you have decided to experience the pleasure of my company, how have your plans to change the world been going? Last I heard you rejected a chance to gain influence in the wizarding world by becoming the minister of magic" I asked, genuinely curious.

"I did. Being the minister for magic would have been chaotic. If I created new rules that the public didn't like, there'd be riots everywhere. Besides, the job role isn't exactly what I had in mind, when I said I wanted to become a very powerful wizard" Tom explained.
"The job role doesn't match your taste...are you crazy?! What, do you want to be a dark wizard or something?" I asked with a chuckle.

He said nothing but flashed a grin that most people would find...unsettling. "Well good luck with that Thomas, I have somewhere I need to be" I told him, as I noticed the man I was looking for walk out of the exit, and stood up. I began to walk away, when I was pulled back by the wrist and spun around back to Tom.

"You're not running scared are you? I suppose I'll just have to obliviate you" Tom sighed, reaching for his wand. "Don't you dare. I'm not scared of you Riddle, and get over yourself, the world doesn't revolve around you. I have work to do" I sneered at him, before strutting away. As I went, I felt something itch my chest. Looking down at my cleavage, I saw a small card tucked in. I pulled it out and turned it over to find a number and T.M.R. written beside it. That sly fucker.

As I pushed open the club's doors, I saw the man I was hunting sprinting fown the road. Without hesitation, I followed, not noticing the men who ran behind me.

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Y/n woke up, squinting her eyes at the dark room she was in. Her surroundings were unfamiliar and there seemed to be no one around. She moved around in the chair she was tied to in an sttempt to free herself, when suddenly, a large spotlight turned on right above her head.

She shut her eyes and blinked a few times, trying to get her eyes to adjust.
"Ah, Y/n you're awake" a man spoke from in front of her. "No, I'm still sleeping (!) Dumbass" she countered sarcastically. The 2 men pushed her chair to the edge of the platform, tilting it back, when Y/n's phone rang. One of the men answered and she immediately recognised Tom's voice.

What on earth did he want now? He demanded the phone be passed over to her, whilst threatening them through the phone. "What do you want Riddle? I'm in the middle of something" she asked, irritated. "Hello darling, nice to hear from you too. I want to see you. It's important" he responded rather vaguely.

"Where?" She asked. "My house at 6pm today" he responded. She noticed one of the men picking up a blade excitedly and looking at her body. "I'll tell you my answer, just give me a minute" she said, placing her phone carefully on the floor.

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Y/n knocked the last man unconscious, before picking up her phone and her heels. "What were you saying again?" She asked. "My house, 6pm. I'm sending you the address" ge replied. "Alright I'll see you later" she answered, hearing the ding of a message. "Goodbye darling."