(Part 1 of 3) 【EDITING TO MAKE SENSE】 **important** I know this story is a favorite of mine, and I want to keep it true to what past me wanted it to be... But as I re-read this I keep thinking I could've made it better, or it could've been done differently. So I've decided to try and edit/fix it up to make it seem... Better? I hope no one gets mad, and I'll do my absolute best to keep it similar to what it used to be, just know if you are revisiting this story there may be some differences, and past comments could be confusing. Thank for understanding, and I promise that I will try to keep it as similar as possible. **important** Potential Fixes: •Adding time skips such as weeks in between or specific time passsings to make the story seem a little more realistic, and not rushed •Adding more things to flashbacks, maybe adding a new flashbacks but only 1 or 2... •GRAMMAR AND TYPOS •SOME dialouge, if it doesn't sit right with me •Anything that doesn't fit or doesn't match the story cover by: rivila_cher "AH!" I gasped as I began hyperventilating in my new bed. For a second I thought I was at home, back in my own bed where my mom would rush into my room to make sure I'm ok. But I was left with no 'What's wrong,'s no 'Are you ok?'s, no bedroom of my own. Just the icy silence of the new place I was forced to call home. ~ Highest ranks: #10 in Yandere #1 in Yanderexreader #51 in Horror #666 in Horror #2 in Insanity ~

(PART 2 OF 3) cover by: rivila_cher I stared at the number, finally realizing my suspicions were correct. Random Number: So, are you sure that we can't get you to come over the house? Me: How many times do I have to repeat myself? I will never, EVER go to that house. No matter what. I rolled my eyes, thinking how they wouldn't respond right away. But to my surprise they answered rather quickly. They sent a picture, with a caption; really? I hesitated. My phone blocks pictures from random numbers until I open them. I pressed the screen, widening my eyes in shock. ~ After escaping the hell the four boys called home, (Y/n) was forced into Therapy when her voice was taken from her. Too scared to even mention the past to anyone. Until one day... They slither their way into her life once more.

(Y/N) Riddle is a pureblood feared witch, she is the cursed child of Tom Riddle or otherwise known as Lord Voldemort. She went to Azkaban when she was young for 5 years until she was proven innocent, but was she?... (Y/N) can shift into a 7 foot tall creature but is not an Animagus. She was cursed into it by her father at a young age, to be in his words, "more powerful". It was true, however it's hard for her to control and is forced to shift when angry, which causes some problems since she has her fathers temper... Her life at Hogwarts isn't as peaceful as she wanted it to be, especially when she meets a blonde bully and the boy who survived her father... "I'm a Riddle, I will always be punished for the crime I didn't commit..." - (Y/N) Riddle • Will take requests might do smut or lemon but might not since I'm not good at writing them sorry ? •Warning : Might contain rude language ?