She was invisible. He was untouchable. Angelina Rose, a quiet and brilliant Hufflepuff, has spent years trying not to be noticed-by her classmates, by the world, by anyone. Especially not by Tom Riddle, Hogwarts' most talented, feared, and admired student. But when the two are paired for a long-term project, Tom finally notices her. Her innocence provokes him. Her kindness disarms him. As Tom's possessive instincts grow, dangerous shadows stir around him. A slow-burn, obsessive, dark-romantic Tom Riddle x OC story set entirely during his Hogwarts years, where destiny can still change-and even a serpent can learn to love. *I don't own any of the Harry Potter Characters*

Centuries ago, there were five founders of Hogwarts. The fifth, Valerie Virelion, was the most powerful of them all, her magic bound by dragon's breath. But her gift became her curse. Feared for her strength and the recklessness of her followers, her house was sealed away and her name erased from history. Until now. When 17 year old Valerie awakens in a world, the year is 1995 - and as the wizarding world denies the return of Voldemort, the Order of the Phoenix is rising once more. As darkness spreads, Dumbledore hides her true identity, passing her off as a transfer student. But as Valerie learns to live among the students, she begins to uncover the truth behind her return and the ancient magic that refuses to let her go. In the shadows of the mountains, lies a dragon waiting for its rider. But the greatest threat isn't the magic hunting her. It's him. The son of the man she swore to destroy. And the one she cannot seem to stay away from. ______ "I think of you often and it disgusts me," he said, his gaze fixed somewhere just over her shoulder like he couldn't bear to look at her "You're like a bad dream I can't seem to escape. Every room I walk into, every thought I try to have, somehow you're there ruining it." His jaw tightened. "And the worst part is, I think I'd tear this entire castle apart before I let anything happen to you. You are the most infuriating person I have ever met. You argue with me like you want a war, you look at me like you're waiting for me to become a monster-" "Because you are one." "Maybe," he said quietly. "But you're the first person who's ever made me care whether I am." "Do you think I want this?" Valerie demanded "Do you think I enjoy the fact that somehow you're in every thought I have too? I should hate you, Riddle. You're arrogant, cruel, manipulative-every single thing I was taught to stay away from" Her voice dropped quieter then. "And somehow, despite all of that, you're still the first person I look for"

READER INSERT ❝dying by the hands of a foreign man, happily.❞ ― in which a young seer gets involuntarily caught in the world that surrounds her. will she save the world from him, or get lost in the process? MARAUDERS + TOM AU

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. Story new revised (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) Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and detailed intimacy between adult characters only.

The Daughter. Evelyn Black, shrouded in the darkness of her lineage, bears the weight of being the only daughter of Regulus Black, isolated from the world by her abusive grandparents who would rather she didn't exist and parents who don't know she does. Lonely and longing for a connection she's never known, her only companions are her father's tombstone and the books she reads in her spare time. She's alone. Achingly so. The Son. Tom Riddle is the Dark Heir and the eldest son of Lord Voldemort. After his father's demise in 1981, Tom is too busy preparing to become his father's powerful successor to care about anything else. But when he meets Evelyn, a woman with a bruised arm, sad eyes, and a melancholy soul like his own, he suddenly finds himself drawn to the shadows with her. In his final year at Hogwarts, Tom can't afford a distraction yet he finds purpose in protecting Evelyn from the shadows that threaten to consume her. Despite the shadows surrounding their relationship, a bond forms, a fragile cord with power new to even this world. Yet, as their forbidden romance deepens, Tom realizes that his love may be his greatest vulnerability while Evelyn must learn to find a life outside of the isolation she's always known in a world where darkness threatens to engulf them both. Darkness & Devotion is a romance with soul mates, slow burn, "he fell harder", and dark romance. It is book #3 in the Slytherin Boys Series but can be read as a standalone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "I would burn for you, Evelyn darling. I would flush out every corner of this Earth so no man, woman, or child could ever keep you from me. I would set this entire planet aflame so no corner could conceal you from my gaze. You are mine and I have only just begun to claim what I desire." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Highest Ranking: #1 in TomRiddle #1 in DracoMalfoy

Slytherin boys: Tom, Mattheo, Blaise, Theodore, Lorenzo and Draco. TOM and MATTHEO are NOT RELATED EACH ACT CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE. consider five extremely rich and powerful boys. add Greek god like bodies and fatally attractive faces. add a soulmate bond linking them all to one another. add one missing piece of the bond; their last and youngest mate. add shared trauma and nightmares because of a power hungry, homophobic, psycho. you are left with the ruthless slytherin boys. consider a beautiful Hufflepuff girl. add major trust issues, childhood trauma and anxiety. subtract emotional security and loving parents. add Lana del Rey, sarcasm, and humor used as a coping mechanism. add five unknown soulmates and an unhealthy chocolate addiction. you are left with Ahilya Shyam. need i say more? yes, actually. Ahilya's sperm donor happens to be the previously mentioned power hungry, homophobic psycho who gave the boys life long trauma and a good amount of mental health issues. of course, he gave Ahilya a lot worse damage than that, but in true introvert fashion, the only person who knows of Ahilya's past and trauma is the giant squid. Warnings⚠️: POLYAMORY (don't like it, don't read it, hate comments won't be tolerated), MORALLY GREY CHARACTERS, homophobia, sexism, child abuse, self harm, mental health issues, eating disorder, mentions of drug abuse, alcohol abuse, mentions of pedophilia, HPU isn't mine, slytherin boys aren't mine, images used in the book aren't mine.

"You promised me that you wouldn't leave." "Tom...I never left." ~.+*+.~ Fate is Cruel. Truly. What if the dark Tom Riddle was never evil from the start? What if something important to him vanished and made him become a monster? What if he had a lover that he never forgot about? A lover that was separated from him too early... ~.+*+.~ (Y/N) is an ordinary student at Hogwarts who struggles with Potions. Until one day, she finds the perfect study partner to revise with: a Slytherin boy with a closed heart and always a few metres away from her. He knows nothing about love and affection, but a girl steps into his world and starts to make it shift. But as their love gets stronger, (Y/N)'s fate draws near, and the boy's destiny to become the Dark Lord inches closer and closer every minute. Will the two have a happy ending? Or will an unexpected borderline cut the two apart forever? ~.+*+.~ If you're looking for a non-toxic and sad-love relashionship with Tom Riddle, this may be the Fanfiction for you! This Fanfiction contains some angst caused by separation and love, and is not about dark love. Instead, it is about sad love. I own none of the characters (except for some random ones I made), GIFs, and background settings. This Fanfiction is based on the Harry Potter series by J.K Rowling. Started: 2023/4/12 Completed: 2023/5/21 Status: Completed Highest Reached Rankings: 2023/5/5: 1# in mirroroferised 2023/5/13: 1# in reflection 2023/6/21: 1# in afterlife 2023/7/8: 1# in snake 2023/7/24: 1# in voldemortxreader 2023/8/22: 1# in dandelion 2023/8/22: 1# in tomxreader 2024/7/9: 1# in tommarvoloriddle 2024/7/15: 2# in tomriddlexreader 2024/7/17: 1# in jkrowling

#180 in Fanfiction || #1 in Hermione || In the language of literature, there exists a seemingly-concrete, antonymous relationship between good and evil, light and dark, hero and monster. And yet, we often disregard the transition from one to another, in which the 'bad guy' becomes 'good.' Perhaps it was the cruel mistreatment of Tom Marvolo Riddle as a child, or maybe it was the bloodline of Slytherin's heir himself that made the boy into the 'monster' who cannot be named. Or, perhaps it was simply because he did not know that his heart would beat in such a frenzy, that his cheeks would redden like a crimson rose, and that his normally-calm facade would melt under the simple gaze of the time-travelling heroine. If I were to bet, I'd say it's the latter. But it matters not why Voldemort could not love, for this is not a story about Voldemort. This is the story of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and how he came into direct conflict and company with the 'brightest witch of her age' ... fifty-years ahead. This is the story of love's recognition, in which the force does not suddenly develop between two people, but a poignant emotion, different for each individual, is uniquely described to be 'love.' Maybe Tom Riddle never loved, much like that of Voldemort. However, as one chooses to stubbornly believe, love existed for Tom Marvolo Riddle as long as he chose to believe that he loved Hermione Jean Granger. ////// NO TRANSLATIONS ARE BEING ALLOWED AT THIS TIME DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters detailed in this book, nor any of the quotations and plot taken from "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows." They belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not own the individual graphics in the cover, although I do own the composition/compilation of the cover. The media I post belongs to its owners. \\\\\\

❝𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓎 𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒.❞ There are stories hidden within Hogwarts that even the ghosts refuse to tell. One speaks of the Soul Mirror, an ancient and forgotten form of magic, born only once in centuries. A soul destined to reflect another's, bound by a connection that neither time, distance nor death can sever. Aveline Morrowyn never believed the legend... until it chose her. Her soul is inexplicably tethered to that of Tom Marvolo Riddle, the brilliant prefect everyone admires and the boy no one truly knows. As whispers of forbidden magic echo through the castle and darkness quietly takes root beneath polished smiles, Aveline is forced to confront a terrifying truth. Some people are not meant to be found. They are meant to be survived. Yet the closer she comes to unraveling the mystery behind their bond, the more impossible it becomes to tell where Tom's darkness ends... and her own begins. Because the cruelest part of fate was never binding her to Tom Riddle. It was allowing her to meet him... before the world called him Lord Voldemort.

ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ 1940ꜱ, ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏꜰ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜᴄʀᴀꜰᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅʀʏ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ ʜᴏꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ-ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ, ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀɪꜱᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴡᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ. ʜᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴀʀᴇ ɢɪꜰᴛꜱ ʙʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴡɪᴢᴀʀᴅꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ. ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜰᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴀɴᴄᴇ. ᴛᴏᴍ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ-ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ ʀᴇꜰᴜꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴇᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴꜱ ɪᴛꜱ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ɪɢɴɪᴛᴇ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴ.