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New Information - Tom Riddle

Okay so quick background stuff going on. Im putting tom riddle in the same timeline as oliver wood just because i don't know who the quidditch captain was in moldy voldy's time. Oh, and l/n means last name.

"Y/n, come on. We've been over this a thousand times. Swerve, block, turn. Got it?" Wood practically shouts at me. I nod my head and focus on the game in front of me.

Wood had the great idea of wanting to run a scrimmage with the Slytherin team, for what reason I'm not sure other than to see his girlfriend.

I feel the whoosh of the Quaffle before I can even see it and had I been a couple of centimeters to my right, I would have gotten nailed right in the face.

"Try to pay attention," Riddle says to me with a smirk. I roll my eyes and reposition my feet on the broom, trying to focus completely on the game.

Quaffle after quaffle goes past me and Wood looks like he is about to burst. Just the sight of his tomato red face makes me want to laugh, but I don't feel like running laps around the pitch today. Riddle flies over to me, no doubt about to make another smart remark about my bad performance today.

"Pitiful L/n. Can't believe you're the best keep Gryffindor has. Why, I bet even Mrs. Norris could do better than you," he sneers at me.

"Shove off Riddle" I scoff.

"No, I don't think I will love," He says to me, his eyes gleaming.

"And why is that? I thought I was the scum of the Earth to you, being a muggle-born. You would almost think that after how much you talk about me that the great Tom Riddle is, dare I say, obsessed with me," I say, throwing my head back to laugh.

"You wish." He says and turns around to return to his team.

"God, he's infuriating," I mutter under my breath.

"What was that?" Riddle says, turning back around and coming closer than I would have liked.

I clear my throat, "I said, you. are. infuriating. You will forever be the bane of-OW" I say as a rogue Bludger knocks me off my broom.

"Y/n!" I hear Riddle yell out, but his voice disappears as I fall farther and further towards the ground.

My body finally connects with the earth and I can literally hear several bones breaking. I let out a scream and that's when the rest of the Gryffindor teams flies down and huddles around me.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Wood says to me, searching my face for any sort of response.

I let out a groan, incapable of doing much else.

"Okay so, obviously not. We need to get you to Madam Pomfrey. I'm gonna have to lift you up okay?" Wood says but as soon as he touches my leg, I let out another scream.

"That's not going to work. Weasley, can you try to get a gurney or something to carry her?" Oliver says backing up from me.

"Move. I got it," Riddle says, pushing Wood and Weasley out of the way.

Oh bloody hell, please not him. Of course, he has to effortlessly pick me up in bridal style, as if I weighed as much as a feather.

"I'll let you know what Madam Pomfrey says," he says to Wood before walking off with me in his arms. Unfortunately, every step he takes causes a new wave of pain to rush through me.

"It..hurts...please..." I try to say, grimacing at every slight action.

"Suck it up. You're fine. We're already almost there," He says to me, not even looking at me.

"No..please..it hurts so much," I say, my eyes fluttering closed.

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I open my eyes, expecting to be hit with pain, but feeling nothing compared to earlier. I look down at my legs, seeing them wrapped in bandages but other than that I seem fine.

I try to turn to my side but am met with the obstacle of a piercing sensation in my ribs. Okay so, guess those got busted too. I sigh and go back to laying on my back.

"Good. You're awake. I'll go tell Madam Pomfrey," I hear Riddle say.

He pushes his chair back, the screech echoing through the empty building.

"No. Please wait. I'm not ready to be messed with yet," I say, my breaths becoming slightly ragged just from the energy it took out of me to say that sentence.

"Fine," he says and sits back down.

I rest my head back and close my eyes again.

"Why did you stay?" I ask.

"Because someone had to make sure you didn't roll off the bed or die," he says and I can practically hear the eye roll he undoubtedly did.

"Okay," I say.

"Wait, does that mean that you care about me?" I say, surprised.

"The part that I despise the most," he huffs out.

I open my eyes and turn my head to look at him.

"You care about me?" I say.

"Are you deaf? I just said I did," he scoffs.

"Wow, this is some revelation. I thought this whole time you hate me with all of your being," I say

"I do. Most of me does. But unfortunately, I feel things for you that I've never felt for anyone else," he says, muttering the last part and reaching up to rub the back of his neck.

"That makes me feel so much better knowing you still hate my guts," I say blowing a kiss at him.

"Oh sod off," he says, laughing. I join him and our laughter echoes.

"You know you're really cute," he says, looking at me in all seriousness.

I stop laughing and look at him. Truly look at him.

"So are you," I whisper.

"What was that L/n? Can you repeat that?" he says, leaning closer and smiling a shit-eating grin.

I roll my eyes, "I said, so are you."

He leans so close that if I just made the effort to tilt my head up our lips would meet.

"And what shall we do with this new information?" He whispers.

"I'll let you decide," I say, gazing into his eyes.

In a flash, he presses his lips against mine. We meet perfectly and I reach my hands to tangle them in his hair. He tilts his head and the kiss deepens. He reaches a hand behind my neck and pushes me further into him. I lightly pull at his hair and he pulls away just a fraction.

"I like where this is going," he says, resting his forehead against mine.

I let out a small laugh before he stood up.

"No, don't leave. Please," I say

"I'll be back tomorrow y/n. You need rest without any distractions," he says with a wink before walking out to undoubtedly tell Madam Pomfrey that I've woken up.

I huff and close my eyes.

"See you tomorrow Tom," I whisper before I fall asleep.