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You wanted to wear something different. You chose the one that attracted many eyes. As you were walking down the steps you saw Tom Riddle. His Adam Apple moved as he saw you. Gulping loudly, he made his way over to his followers. While sitting with your friends, he watched as you talked with them and laughed. He saw how beautiful you were and moved all around your body. A song came on, you and your friends made you way to the dance floor and started to dance. You eventually stopped and sat down, tired from all the dancing. Tom saw and wanted to make you his. The dress fit your curves. You made your way to a balcony a long way from the ball. The stars were out and you sighed, dropping your shoes. You made a wish, a simple wish, and opened our eyes. You instantly saw a shooting star. You gasped and didn't notice that Tom was behind you, watching. He also saw the shooting star. "Enjoying the view, Miss. L/n?" You literally sighed, as you faced Tom. "Yes, it's rather lovely to look at." "You know what else is good to look at?" Tom flirted. You sighed and rolled your eyes. You were about to leave when Tom stopped you with a hand on your wrist. You gasped and looked up at him. His eyes were not cold, but calm. "Yes?" You asked and Tom still looked at you, holding your wrist. You stood incredibly still as he brushed his lip against yours. "You look beautiful that dress, Y/n." He whispered in your ear as he left, a rather stunned you.
