persuasive [t.r]

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Y/N'S POV:

A couple days had passed, me and Tom haven't spoken, which I was fine with but it gets lonely, especially that Seamus was a Gryffindor, we couldn't hang out that much since his other friends hated me and Slytherin's altogether.

I sat up in my bed, it was around 6:30 in the morning so I decided to get ready. I walked over to my trunk and grabbed black tights, a black skirt, and a green sweater.

I took a shower and got dressed, I then brushed my teeth and hair and exited the bathroom. I was about to grab my wand when the door to my dorm room opened. It was Tom.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, thank god I was dressed. "Maybe knock next time." "Your parents sent an owl," Tom said as he walked over to me, handing me a letter as he completely ignored the frantic state I was in. "They sent it to you? They don't even know you," I gave him a curious look. "Just open it," He said, he sounded more pissed off than usual.

I opened the letter, reading over the words.

Dear Riddle,

We would like to inform you that me and Mr. Y/l/n are back home.

How did that concern Tom in any way?

You're probably wondering who's owling you and why, we are y/n's parents, we are most certain you guys know each other and are friends as you both are in Slytherin and are head boy and girl.

I scoffed and laughed, friends? Never.

But we would like to inform you that Dumbledore is letting you stay with us for the rest of break as we wouldn't want you to be alone. Please inform our dear y/n about what is going on, thank you.

Sincerely, Mrs and Mr. Y/l/n

I scoffed again and looked at Tom who was already staring at me. "Merlin, my parents are lunatics," I sighed. "Tell me about it," Tom scoffed and rolled his eyes. "We're leaving tomorrow, so pack your things." "Okay," I said as he left my dorm room.

I couldn't believe it, Tom Riddle is going to stay at my house for two weeks, I didn't know how I felt about this, I mean, it didn't sound like a terrible idea, but then again, Tom hated me, I didn't even know how I felt about him anymore. Sure, I fancied him still, but did I still hate him? He irritated me a lot but I still managed to have feelings for him. This was all way too confusing.

I then started to gather everything I needed in my trunk, I set out clothing for tomorrow which consisted of a black skirt, tights, and a normal green sweater, kind of like the one I was wearing right now but darker.

After I finished packing it was already breakfast so I grabbed my wand and headed down to the great hall.

I sat down at my table, Seamus came over and we talked for a little bit since Dumbledore wasn't here yet.

"Are you serious? Riddle is going to stay at your house for the rest of break? That's like two more weeks!" Seamus exclaimed with wide eyes after I had told him about the letter my parents had sent. "Tell me about it, I wouldn't be surprised if he murdered my whole family," I rolled my eyes which caused Seamus to laugh uncontrollably. "What? He definitely would!" "Yeah yeah, you're right, guy's a complete psychopath," Seamus laughed some more.

"Oh tell me about it, he's always telling me what to wear and that 'I shouldn't be talking to him with such tone'," I said, using air quotes. "Oh please, he acts like he owns everybody here, but I've never heard of him do such a thing towards a girl, aren't you lucky," Seamus said sarcastically, wiggling his eyebrows. "Oh shut your trap Finnigan, better hurry to your table, I think I hear Dumbledore coming," I nudged him which caused his eyes to go wide in fear.

"Uh alright, see you around y/l/n," He smirked as he ran to his table.

I was right, Dumbledore was coming, I just saved Finnigan's ass. I laughed to myself at the thought of him getting in trouble had I not said anything.

"Good morning, I hope you all slept wonderfully," Dumbledore smiled. I blocked out whatever else he had said as I was thinking about how everything was gonna go tomorrow. Was Tom really going to kill my whole family? Sure, it was just a joke of mine but now I was really thinking about it, he definitely would, and definitely could.

I then looked at Tom who was sitting far away from me, focusing on his fidgeting hands, he started to fiddle with his rings, taking each one off and putting it back on the finger it belonged to. He must've knew I was staring at him because he looked at me and I looked away rather quickly, focusing on Dumbledore once again.

a/n: a chapter today in honour of one-hundred reads! thank you guys so much, it means the world. make sure to comment and vote if you enjoy the chapters! I love you all. -ace 🖤