" If you don't remember it, did it really happen at all? " - undergoing heavy editing

Tom Riddle began working at Borgin and Burkes directly after graduating with the full intent of gaining more knowledge and having free rein to practice his darker interest. However, when Chiara Romano walks into the antique shop asking for a job he finds himself thrown slightly askew from his agenda. COMPLETED [Tom Riddle/Original Female Character]

Elizabeth Marin was one of the most intelligent students in her year. The person stopping her from being the best? Tom Riddle. Elizabeth was prepared to go to any lengths to defeat Tom in being the top of every class - she was sure she'd make it. She was zealous. But what will happen when she gets paired with him more than she hopes to? Will 'zealous' become 'jealous'?

"Sweetheart, you are the badger, I am the snake, but in this chase, I am the predator and you are my prey." With that he moulded their lips together, sealing their fates permanently. (Chapter 20) ~*~ She was a girl who wanted nothing more but to fade away in surroundings, he was a boy who wanted to be known by everyone. She was a girl who wanted to be invisible, he was the boy who wanted to rule them all. She was a girl who wanted nothing to do with him, he was a boy who wanted to do everything with her. He was Tom Riddle, but God who was she? P. S. Extended summary within. ~*~ © 2017-2020 _nomad_ © © This story is copyrighted, so no stealing. No part to be reproduced in any form anywhere, without the written permission of an author. © "The Harry Potter characters are borrowed from J. K. Rowling." "Images belong to their rightful owners." ~*~ Highest rank #421 in fanfiction as on 01/05/2018 and #1 in Harry Potter. Thank you so much, my wonderful readers. It was impossible without you.

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.

A girl who is dangerously lionhearted knows there's something twisted about the boy everyone else loves A boy who can't help but make all the wrong choices finds there's many unordinary things to the girl no one thinks of as anything unordinary