My eyes widen and I can't keep my thoughts together. Eventually I manage to speak, "R-Riddle?!" He's shocked by my sudden outburst before he composes himself, "Yeah..." I feel tears welling up in my eyes, but this time, it's happy tears. I smile, my brows turned upwards as more tears begin to fall, "You-you're... you're last name is Riddle?" He cocks an eyebrow in confusion, "Yeah." I try to keep my voice calm and quiet, but it doesn't work so well, "My last name is Riddle!"
His eyes widen and he's silent for what feels like forever. I fill the silence, "I was sent away to America because of my father... The only thing I know about him is that his last name was Riddle..." He looks at me in disbelief, "No, you...you can't be...Your last name is Stone, even the teachers call you that." I tighten my grip on my legs, "I've always gone by my foster parents' last names... That way no one knows who I am... or who I'm related to... Not even me..."
He gently lays his hands on my shoulders, "If that's true, then..." he looks in my eyes, a painful mix of emotions in his, "you're my sister, (y/n)." My eyes widen, "So, you do know my father? Please!... Please tell me..." He sighs, "(y/n)... Your father is Tom Riddle, he is called 'he who shall not be named'." My eyes widen and he gently pulls me towards him, embracing me in a hug, "That's... one big secret... especially being so close to the boy that your father tried to kill..."
I sniffle, "What do you mean?" He sighs, and I can feel him protesting wanting to tell me, "Tell me..." He lays his chin on the top of my head, "Harry Potter... He's famous because your father tried to kill him, but he lived." I feel my heart drop into my stomach and I feel like I could throw up, "Oh..." After a moment, he backs away from the hug, holding my shoulders, "Come on, let's get to potions class before professor Snape thinks we're skipping class."
He smiles and it feels like the first real smile anyone has ever shown me, "Alright." He stands up, helping me to my feet before we begin walking. We make it to the classroom and everyone is already in their seats. Professor Snape looks at the two of us, a bitter look on his face "Stone, Riddle, why are the two of you late to my class?" I look between Mattheo and professor Snape before answering, "I'm sorry, sir, it was my fault. I had trouble in the last class and went to the library. Mattheo was just checking up on me when we both realized the time."
Snape frowns a bit, "Hmm. Detention for the both of you. But for now, both of you take a seat." Mattheo takes my hand, leading me to a set of open chairs. We both sit down, and as we do, I feel eyes on me. I look around to see Harry looking at me, his friends whispering to him. Snape looks over at Harry and his friends, "Pay attention, Potter, unless you want detention as well." Harry looks at me for a few more seconds before looking at professor Snape.
Professor Snape resumes his teaching, "Now, as I was saying, I want you do your best to create the Doxycide potion. You have until the end of class to accomplish this." Everyone stands and retrieves what they need, and Mattheo and I do the same. Once everyone is back to their desks I look at Mattheo, smirking, "Bet ya I can make it quicker." He chuckles, "Oh, so confident." We both laugh and begin attempting our potions.
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We hear the teacher declare the end of class, and I look over at him. It was mere seconds, but it was enough for something to happen. My potion explodes next to me and my eyes widen. I blink a couple of times before looking at it, "Well, that's not what I was trying to make." Mattheo laughs, nudging me with his elbow, "I think you have an admirer." I tilt my head, "What do you mean?" He tilts his head to the side, "Someone threw something into your potion."
I look behind me, in the direction he motioned to, to see Draco laughing, "That sorry piece of-" Mattheo cuts me off, "Professor!" I look at him, confused, before I hear professor Snape's voice from behind me, "Miss Stone, you and mister Riddle will clean up the classroom." I turn around, "Yes sir."
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Dangerous Love | Slytherin Boys X Reader
FanfictionYour foster parents gave you up because of your father, moving you all the way back to London to a new family. You don't even know who your dad was, the only clue you have being his last name, which he gave you. Riddle. You find yourself in a new ho...
