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Scenarios I day-dream about <3 Fem-reader 13+ Smut Fluff

Tom Riddle x OC So many OCs that should just be put all into one story. All rights for everything but the plot and OCs to J K Rowling. Please read the introduction it's very informative. Also, these are like full length stories that range in many parts to just one long part. A diverse range of characters, and you can finally find all that Tom Riddle fan fiction that other one shots are lacking.

Tom Riddle is to die for, even if he is a psychopath. but, it's not our fault they made him attractive. This book will have scenarios with Tom. for Ex. when you first met. what he thinks of you, etc. This book is mainly fluff, angst, anything NOT SMUT!!! the pronouns in this book are gender-Neutral! so you don't have to stress over being misgendered! hope you enjoy it! - NOTE: I DO NOT SUPPORT J.K. ROWLING!!!

Two children. The same fate, the same desire for power. Tom Riddle and Rose Valentini are raised up in the same orphanage. Both of them being considered weird and being excluded from the group, they become the closest friends of each other. What will happen if the headmaster of Hogwarts introduces them to the world of magic?

Read the tittle

𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 ⤷𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 ,𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝙏𝙤𝙢 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙡𝙚, 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘾𝙚𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙘 𝘿𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙮. ⤷ "𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧" 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥. ⤷ 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳~ ~𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 2020 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.~ ↝𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 ↜

I think that the title says enough.

She crashed her lips on his, giving in to the desire. He smirked before kissing her back, his hands pulling her closer by the waist. Their lips moved in sync, fighting for dominance as the kiss deepened. Her hands snaked around his neck and her fingers ran through his perfect hair. His thumb found its way to her cheek and caressed it gently, as if it were meant to calm the storm within her. She heard someone clear their throat and instinctively jumped back, gasping for air and trying to find the source of the voice. It was Allison, standing by the door with a small smirk plastered on her face. "Riddle," Clara gave him a curt nod, her cheeks flustered as she straightened her uniform and walked towards the door where her friend stood. "Grey," Tom smirked and nodded back, watching her with amusement; never had he ever seen her so frenzied and so off-guard. She was the only one to challenge his arrogance, the only weakness he ever had, the only one he ever loved. Oh, Clara Grey.