Avalon Malfoy. You were the first person to ever make me feel something. I was afraid, confused on how a little girl could make me feel emotions when i've never felt emotions before. And for that, I tried pushing you away. I was so angry at you for...
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September 1st- back to Hogwarts Tom Riddle's POV
Its September first, officially the first day I come back to Hogwarts. Never in a million years would I think I would ever come back to this place, But somehow it still seems better than staying back at that dump that drained the personality out of me.
As I sauntered down the station of 9 3/4, everyone seemed to have their eyes glued on me. Especially the girls.
I glanced over to my right to see a group of girls studying my every move, chattering and whispering to each other loud enough for me to hear. Although, I couldn't quite make out the words they were saying.
I've never been more puzzled in my life. I've never gotten this much attention from girls before. Was it because of how undone my hair had been? Or perhaps it was because I was lonely and they were making fun of me.
Whatever the reason was, I learned to ignore them and make my way up the stairs and into the train.
Avalon's POV
"Hurryyy guys we're going to be late!" I exclaimed as I tugged on Draco and Pansy's robes. They were exchanging giggles to each other and weren't paying attention to how utterly slow they were walking.
"Guys we're about to miss the train!" I lied, hoping they would finally pay attention and walk faster.
"Oh whatever. I'm leaving without you guys." I groused and trekked away from them.
Tom Riddle's POV
As I strolled past the compartments, all eyes were glued onto me. I finally found an empty seat and sat myself down, glancing out of the window.
What came across my eyes was a slim girl, her steps were quick. Long, brown wavy hair coated her head, Hazel eyes with swirls of pearly silver. A bright smile. No way. That can't be. No.. that's not her. She looks strikingly different.
I squinted my eyes and focused them on the girl, as she trudged her way over to the front of the train.
Avalon's POV
As I entered the train, I passed by each compartment to see that all of them were full. All of them except for one.
I made my way over to the compartment that I thought was empty to see an older guy with long, wavy brown hair sitting there. It's almost like I recognized him from somewhere.. but I'm not completely sure.
