Silly boy

chapter 1: Led by curiosity

"silly boy, youd think hed be more careful" you think as you stand in hiding in the girls lavatory.

You keep focus on riddle, as he whispers in parseltongue, breaking open the sinks to some kind of passageway. He jumps down, and you soon come out to follow. You land on a pile of rubble, your crash landing making him slightly flinch. "you dirty muggle bitch what on earth are you doing here" he says coldly. "led by curiosity I suppose" you say confidently.

"You disgust me" tom sneered, keeping his tall stance. "you love it riddle, don't deny" you tell him. "Its not hard figuring you out Tom, you hate simplicity. You naturally wont settle for anything boring or easy to get, but then strangely enough if a girl has actually risen to your level you will find any means to put her down to make her seem weak and pathetic so she worships you endlessly. Your charm is deranged...but your looks could drive any girl to insanity".

You begin to pace around him. "Is that what you want with me riddle? Drive me to insanity?" You question. "Shut up mudblood, you have no idea what I want" he says turning to face you.

"again trying to defend yourself" you shake your head. "You think youre some wise little girl, who can mutter some big words about a mans needs and make everyone think you are the typical superior" he says in a raised tone. "so I guess we aren't that different then" you conclude. "daddy must have not loved you enough" he says smirking with the look of the devil in his eyes. "you aren't going to get to me riddle" you smile. "we all know what you do. Sit in your room crying about the unfair things in life, probably because you chipped a bloody nail and you create this charade to feed into your personality that you leached off some decent girl who wouldn't even touch you with a 10 foot pole" he scoffs.

"insult me one more time, its only going to work...unless you want me to begin moaning uncontrollably" you warn. "Im the heir of slytherin! I am chosen! You are just some fucked up girl who will do anything for a bit of street credit because she wants to "live on the edge".

He argues. "tell me tom, when was the last time you actually did something brave" you ask looking at him in the eye.

"why are you even down here y/n, trying to talk some sense into me huh? Look down on me like a madman" he begins to roar.

"Im not trying to talk you out of anything...im trying to talk you into doing something" you say seductively. He arches a brow. "let me help you". He looks at you as if you just spat in his face.

"wow y/n you know ive had to deal with the vast majority of stupid people in my life but I have never grown into that, getting help from a mudblood, you really think I would sink so low?" he sneers. "That's exactly my point, you wouldn't. who would expect a 'poor simple mugglewitch' would be participating in works associated with THE Tom Riddle" you tell him slightly mockingly. "you could use me riddle, I have strengths, I have access to people and information....and I already know about your plan, and in order for it to work you need something that I have" you warn him. "Don't be an idiot and fuck this all up just to save a bit of your pride".

"Fine, just stop talking" he commands.