Bad Romance

Better Feared Than Loved

-From your POV-

I see his eyes widen as he leans forward in his seat as I explain to him how I plan to become powerful. "I am going to become immortal and all powerful. I want to be omnipotent. And to do that, I need horcruxes." I tell him.

"So how exactly do you get horcruxes?" he asks me. I sigh and hesitate telling him.

"Tom, if you tell anyone this I swear on everything I will literally kill you." he nods with his eyes still wide. I explain how many I picked out and the different items I want to use, and then the heavy part: souls. I was expecting him to freak out when I explained how the souls part works but his eyes just began to squint, as if he was calculating something.

"I see." he says before leaning back in his seat. "So, who do you plan on offing?" he asks me curiously.

"I have a list." I tell him calmly.

"A list?"

"Yes. Of everyone who owes a debt to me that will never be paid off." I tell him. He sits and thinks for a minute before speaking again.

"I want in." he says. I feel my eyebrow furrow and my jaw drop open.

"What?!"

"You heard me. I want immortality and power just as much as you do." he explains.

"I didn't exactly plan for this to be a collaborative effort." I say sharply. He leans forward again.

"Think about it. Both of us are far too smart for this place. Combined, we're a force to deal with." he says. I hesitate for a minute before sighing.

"This doesn't make us friends." I say.

"Of course not. Frenemies." He replies.

"You know, we aren't that far alike are we?" I ask him. He shakes his head slowly.

"No, we aren't." it goes silent for a moment. "Have you already started?" he asks me. I shake my head.

"No, I'm waiting for holiday break to come. I have some people to check off the list back in the muggle world." I explain to him. He nods his head.

"You know a lot of people fear you?" he tells me. I raise an eyebrow and tilt my head.

"Good." I see him grin. GRIN?! I'm taken aback by this reaction. "You have the ability to smile??" I ask in shock.

"I think I have finally met my match. Someone who understands that it is better to be feared than loved." he says calmly.

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I woke up and heard rain hitting the window. It was now the weekend. I had passed Slughorn's little test with flying colors on Friday and everything was going normal. Aria and I had plans to go for a walk around the grounds today, but obviously the weather wouldn't allow for that. I looked over to see her asleep with a magazine open, lying on her face. I grin and shake my head. I get up and get dressed and quietly leave the room. I walk into the Slytherin common room and am pleased to find myself alone. Or so I thought. I hear the door open behind me and in walks Thing 1 and Thing 2. Draco and Tom walk in. "Stalk much?" I say. Draco was already looking at me but Tom was looking at the ground before hesitantly looking at me.

"Oh mug off, Y/n." Draco says.

"I was in here first bird brain." I tell him. I see him crack an evil grin.

"I'll leave when you agree to hang out with me." he says. I feel my face wince again.

"As if!" I say in disgust.

"Fine." he sits down at one of the chairs across from me. "Guess we'll be staying then." Tom hadn't said a word, he just sat down at one of the nearby chairs.

"You're gross." I tell him in an annoyed voice.

"Oh come on, Y/n! Just this once!" he insists.

"Why do you want to hang out so bad?" I ask him.

"Because you're hot and evil. Why else?". I feel my expression worsen even further.

"Piss! Off!" I say in disgust.

"What, I'm not allowed to fancy you??" I feel my blood start to boil. I stand up and walk over to him and lift him by his collar.

"FANCY ME? ALLOWED TO FANCY ME?? I came here for power, not for useless idiots like you to waste my time." I say, my temper still high.

"I've always fancied you!" he says. I drop his collar, causing him to drop back down to his seat and I feel my angered expression turned to a confused one. I look over at Tom and his face reads the same way. "You've never given me the time of day and I'm just tired of it! Just one chance, please?" he pleads. I sit back down in my seat, and lean all the way back. I think for a moment before speaking.

"My God, who knew you could be such an idiot." I say before storming out of the room.

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-From Riddle's POV-

I shake my head as I lean back in my chair. "Told you that you couldn't do it." I tell Draco. He's sitting in his chair, in the same position that he fell back into when Y/n dropped his collar. His face still in shock.

"I did not expect that outcome." he says weakly.

"You know, you are an idiot." I tell him. "I dared you to try, not profess your long repressed love of her. Was that even true?".

"Yes," he starts out. "She is hot, and very evil-minded. Which is even more hot, really." I shake my head and scoff.

"She deserves someone who realizes she's a genius, not some moron who calls her 'hot and evil'." I declare before leaving the room. I start walking down the corridors, planning to go to my secret reading room.

I tilt the gargoyle head and step inside to the room, closing the door behind me. I look up and feel my eyes widen. I was surprised to see Y/n already there. She was standing with her arms crossed, clearly thinking about something, playing with her ring. She looked at me. "Are you here to confess your love for me too?" she says. I don't know what came over me, but I walked over to her and put my hands up to her face and planted my lips directly on hers. After a few seconds, I pull away from her and we just look at each other in shock. "I didn't mean for you to literally confess your love for me." she says.

"I don't know why I did that." I explain.

"I don't know why you did that either." she adds on. She sits down in one of the arm chairs and I sit down in the one across from her.

"Do you want to practice Parseltongue?" I ask her. She pauses and looks at the ground before looking back to me.

"Tom, I'm going to kill my mother.".