Tom Felton X Reader

Part 1

Y/N'S POV:

I, a stepdaughter of a widow after my dad had passed away, emotionally abused at home and made a slave to my stepmother and her only daughter and my stepsister. I didn't have any friends and the only thing I ever did was work, take care of the massive farm house I lived in and serve my stepsister and stepmother.

I sat in the driver's seat of the car, I had been forced to go with my horrid stepsister to a meet and greet with the Harry Potter cast. It was safe to say that I was not a fan of the films or the books, I just didn't like the concept.

I had a frown on my face as I entered the huge building and followed after Heather - my stepsister - to her seat. Yes, she had bought two ticket but she was using one seat for her purse and jacket, so I was supposed to be sitting on the floor in the stairs.

She found her seat and I sat down in the step of her seat row. People walked past me giving me horrible glances while finding their own seats.

I put my head in my hands like I always did while in public with Heather or Stefania - my stepmother -. "Excuse me mam but we need to ask you to go sit in your own seat, the cast will come down here" a security member said and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

"It's fine, I'll just wait outside" I said a fake smile on my face as I walked out of the conference room and sat down on a bench. I took my phone out and did a bit of scrolling on Pinterest for some cute pictures to draw.

That's what I usually did in my free time, I drew, I drew everything and anything, from dogs to humans to nature. I had never showed my drawings to anyone except to my father before he had passed away.

All too soon the two hour meet and greet was over and people were failing out of the room to go get the actors autographs. I found Heather in the group of girls walking out and emerged her slowly.

"Great there you are, your going to go get Tom Felton's autograph for me, and put it on my name" Heather said and I nodded. "Okay" I agreed knowing I would only get more chores and probably be made stay up all night finishing them if I would say 'no' to her.

"I'll wait in the car" Heather said her obvious blonde colored hair flowing behind her, she had a natural black hair but always colored it blonde as in hope Tom Felton would notice her more. I rolled my eyes once she was gone and found my way to the Tom Felton line.

I stood there behind some girls who were fan girling over the fact that they would get Tom Felton's autograph and I once again rolled my eyes at them. I had never been one to fan girl over any celebrity, not even when I still were allowed to follow celebrities online.

I had been forced to delete all social media accounts when my father had died and Stefania took control over me. I went back onto Pinterest knowing that I would probably be standing in line for hours.

After two hours my feet were starting to get tired, there were still probably around 50 people in front of me but I had to stay there, even though I really didn't want to. I looked out the window to see two friends walk past laughing, the two girls looked to be around 12 years old and I  sighed a frown appearing on my face.

I remembered all the times while my dad had still been alive, I had a lot of friends back then, I wasn't popular but I had a lot of close friends who I trusted with my life. It had been good times back then, but then, my dad had to drown while out on sea and leave me behind at the mare age of 15 under the control of a emotionally abusive stepmother and stepsister.

I was just over 18 but I didn't have any money to move out of the house so I still had to live with those horrible women. I watched the line get shorter and after yet another hour I was finally next in the line.

I put my fake smile on and went up to the table where Tom sat, "hi, what's your name?" He asked while trying to find a poster. "Heather" I said still keeping that fake smile on my face, Tom looked up and froze for a second before regaining his composure and smiling at me.

"It's nice to meet you, how old are you?" Tom asked while signing the poster and I struggle to think if I should give Heather's age or my own. I ended up deciding to go with my own "I've just turned 18" I said still that same fake smile on my face.

Tom smiled sweetly up at me and handed me the poster, "there's a small surprise on the back" he whispered so only I could hear him. I smiled and nodded before walking away and out to the car.

Once I got to the car I handed Heather her poster and sat in the driver's seat to drive the two of us home. "I want Starbucks" Heather said from the backseat and I sighed quietly and nodded, "okay" I answered and took a U-turn to go back to Starbucks.

I ordered for Heather in the drive through and handed her her drink and cookie, she had an oatmeal-resin cookie and a large frappe chino. She nodded in consent and I started the drive back home, it was already only half an hour until dinner was supposed to be ready so I had to find some quick solution out.