"you are my wildest dream and my worst nightmare."

"I have to protect her." Tom Riddle is hired to keep y/n safe, but there's more than what meets the eye. - Love interests; Tom Riddle, Cedric Diggory, Draco Malfoy

Muggleborn witch Y/N Y/L/N is a fifth-year Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts. Meeting new people and finding out who she is in the walls of Hogwarts and in the arms of Tom Marvolo Riddle. *Alternate universe* I'm bad at descriptions so Im really sorry. *i cringe when I read this so be warned*

You have to pretend, until it becomes real. All rights belongs to the Wizarding World of jk rowling , and you belong to yourself . Tom riddle x slytherin fem reader Started: 15 November 2020 Ended: #1-riddle 31/12/2020 #1-tomriddlexreader 06/01/2021 #1-tommarvoloriddle 19/03/2021

||RATED R: For Sexual content, adult topics, language and Tom Riddle.|| First person, character insert. 8th year at Hogwarts. That's how long it took Tom to really notice (y/n) Black. The girl who had it all. Though they were neck in neck in every class and Slughorn was constantly trying to recruit her. Now that he see's her, he can't seem to leave her be. This is obviously not cannon, I have changed a lot of things from the original story to fit the one that I wanted to tell. Including the whole foundation of how Hogwarts age and grading system works. Please keep that in mind while reading. (Currently Under re-write)

~Tom Riddle X Reader Story~ (Y/N) wasn't too excited to start her last year of Hogwarts, she has a hard time getting along with anyone there, especially Tom Riddle, a dangerous student she's alway been told to stay away from. This last year, she realizes that she'll be seeing him a lot more than she thought she would, forcing her to notice strange things about him that's she's never noticed these past few years. Mature but not for the reasons you think....

in which a young girl was sent to the past to stop a young boy from becoming his worst nightmare *EDITING*

"This isn't real, this should be happening" Tom mutters under his breath, his hands grasped onto the rail of the astronomy tower, head hung low. "What isn't real Tom?" He turns around and grabs your hand that hung at your side, bringing it up to his chest and placing on the smooth clothing that covered his warm flesh just above his heart "What are you doing to me?" he whispers, cupping your face with his other hand, stroking your soft cheek with his thumb. Your heart stopped momentarily as you stared into his glistening brown eyes that shone with longing. You closed your eyes, taking comfort in the warmth that spread through your body as he caressed you gently. "Goodbye (y/n)" Tom pulls back, your body suddenly cold, missing the warmth of his hand. The heels of his shoes click against the floor as you hear him walk away, he stops near the staircase and peers over his shoulder, taking one last glace with sad eyes before retreating down the steps. "Goodbye Tom" 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒻𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒮𝑜 𝐼𝓃𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒.