Harry Potter One Shots and Two Shots [finished]

Stuck In Time--Different Perspectives (Tom)

You all seemed to want a second part, and you also wanted to see different perspectives, so here I'll write the different perspectives (Harry and Tom's), though they might be shorter, and I might do a second part eventually. Thank you for all the support, and I hope you enjoy. (The Tom one might really suck, because it will be a little difficult to get in the mind of 13 year old Riddle, but I'll try my best, and accept any feedback you have)

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~~~~ Tom's POV ~~~~

I'm not sure which I'm more tired of, that stupid orphanage or this filthy school. The only redeeming quality of this school are my 'friends.' Well, they aren't actually my friends, but they'll do basically whatever I ask. Especially that Maloy kid, the one that wants to be a rockette when he grows up.

My third year at that filthy school was coming up. Actually, I was leaving the orphanage to go there today. I got on the train, and went in a compartment. Most people know to leave me alone by now, but I forget that he first years are complete idiots, so they might not.

Anyways, I was minding my own business, my 'friends' already knowing to leave me alone, when a girl walked in my compartment. I could tell she was younger than me, and I assumed that she was in her 1st year. She asked politely if she could sit with me, and for some reason I let her. That was a bit odd, considering the fact that I hexed the last person that tried to sit with me, on the way back last year.

"Hi, my name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N)," she told me, holding her hand out for me to shake it. I looked at it, before replying, "Tom-" I paused, "-Riddle." I knew she didn't know that I was important, but anybody that had attended this school, or knew someone that attended this school, while I was here would have probably left after hearing my name.

"Nice to meet you," she said, sitting down after realizing I wasn't about to shake her hand. I just responded by nodding. She seemed persistent about getting to know me though, not taking notice to that fact that I was attempting to ignore her, or ignoring it.

I humored her, knowing that she was only 11 and answered her questions. I soon came to like her. She was a half blood, like myself, and took and interest in some of the similar things as me, including learning about dark magic. I, however, doubt she actually used dark magic. She didn't seem to have the same ideals about muggles as I did, but I knew if we became close, I would be able to change her mind.

As we talked I was studying her, she had (H/L) (H/C) hair, and (S/C) skin. I then realized how attractive she was. There was a gleam in her (E/C) eyes that showed off her confidence, even when I accidentally said something that was aimed at hurting her.

By the end of the train ride, we were friends. I mean like actual friends, not the mindless minions that the others were, though they didn't seem to understand that. My other 'friends' joined us when we exited the train, but I bid her farewell so she could join the other first years at the boat.

At the sorting, I didn't pay much attention until I heard them call her name.

"(Y/L/N), (Y/N)!" She slowly walked up to the stool but she didn't have that same confidence as when we were on the train. When she sat down she looked to find me, and when we locked eyes, I saw the sparkle come back to her eyes. After a few minutes of anticipation (which turned out to actually only be a few seconds, a minute at most), the hat finally called, "(Y/H)!"(once again, not Slytherin, sorry) Even though I was slightly disappointed, I knew that our friendship was going to last.

We hung out a lot in secret, and I eventually told her the effects of me being conceived under the effects of a love potion.

One day, she came up to me, and told me that she had feelings for me. I admitted that she was pretty attractive, and if I wasn't completely incapable I love, I probably would have loved her. We decided to date, and even went public. My 'friends' became her 'friends' as well, but I think that she actually thought they were friends.

Years passed, three years to be exact. (Y/N) and I were still going strong. One day I started to have this weird feeling around her. My stomach turned to butterflies, and I couldn't stop thinking about her. 'Maybe this is lust?' I thought.

Well if it was lust, I was going to have her. And one night when I stayed up late in the room of requirements with her, I told her I wanted to have sex. I could tell that she wanted to, but she hesitated for a bit before agreeing.

Before we actually did it, I admitted how I was feeling. "I don't know what this feeling is, but I need to know."

"Tom, those feelings are what I felt when I knew I loved you."

"So am I loving?"

"That's the only thing I can think of!" she replied excitedly, pulling me into a kiss.

And with that, I took her.

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A/N: I'm sosososo sorry for not updating in a while. I hope you enjoy this, and I'll try to get Harry's POV up ASAP. Thanks for reading.

Much Love

-Katelyn