Phelpstonlove
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He was born from shadows. I was born to see through them.
Tom Riddle was never supposed to love anyone.
But in our final year at Hogwarts, everything changed - not with spells or war, but with stolen glances, late-night arguments, and the summer I came back different.
I was the girl no one expected to matter. Funny. Kind. Slytherin, but warm. And he... was cold, brilliant, and terrifying.
Until he wasn't.
This is the story of how love didn't save him - we saved each other.
🕊️ A slow-burn, emotional romance with softness, redemption, and the quiet power of choosing love over legacy.
(All rights reserved. The rights of the characters and maybe some other stuff belong to J.K. Rowling, I'm only borrowing them for my story)