"Excuse me if I'm wrong," you said slowly. "But are you asking me to be your fake girlfriend?" There was a tense moment after this question. For a second, Riddle didn't say anything. "Yes," he said shortly, his usual charm oddly not present. "That is correct." ༺ ✧ ༻ If there's one thing Tom Riddle wants, it's immortality. He'll go to any lengths to get it. And when that includes proving to Professor Slughorn he isn't overly obsessed with learning about Dark Magic, he'll do whatever it takes. In this case, that means getting a girlfriend. Also posted to Tumblr. COMPLETED. Chapter 1 and 2 in Tom's perspective, the rest are in yours.

the power the dark lord knows not. femHarry Not my story by slexenskee on Fanfiction.net Just changed the grammar and Harrys name is Lyra still a girl though rearranged it in order

Tom Riddle, an abandoned child of fate, grows up in a place of neglect and resentment. As he navigates a world that never seemed to care for him, his heart hardens, his mind sharpens, and his soul becomes consumed by anger. But beneath the cold exterior lies the question: could he ever find love? Could he let go of the bitterness that has defined his life? Or is redemption simply beyond his grasp, lost to the darkness that threatens to consume him? This is the story of a boy who never knew kindness-will he ever learn to embrace it, or is he destined to be the monster the world fears?

"In a world of whispered secrets and broken vows, a Raven dares to outwit the Serpent." Tom's eyes flicked almost lazily to the tip of her wand, and his lips curved in something dangerously close to a smile. His eyes moved back to her face. "Still so quick to defend yourself, Travers," he said, almost fondly. "Tell me what you're doing," she said through her teeth. He crouched, picked up a stone from the forest floor, and stood. "Answer a question for me, Selene," he said. "What are your favorite flowers?" She narrowed her eyes. "Why?" He just looked at her. And in turn, she glared at him, refusing to answer. But the answer bloomed in her thoughts anyway-quiet, unbidden. Peonies. He nodded once, almost as if he had heard her thoughts, and raised his wand over the stone. His lips moved, barely audible, a soft and intricate spell she didn't recognize. And before her eyes, the rock bloomed. Selene Evangeline Travers has never been one to seek attention. A pureblood in Ravenclaw, she has learned to navigate the expectations placed upon her-an unwanted engagement, a carefully crafted future. Tom Marvolo Riddle is the name spoken in whispers. Brilliant, untouchable, and ruthless, he moves through Hogwarts like a king among men. No one questions him. No one dares to. Their paths should never have crossed. But when Professor Slughorn assigns Tom as her tutor, Selene is drawn-unintentionally-into the sights of someone who does not take kindly to surprises. And Tom Riddle does not let go of what intrigues him. ----- The detailed description is available inside the book's Prologue. ----- Highest Rankings: #1 in riddle #1 in darklord #1 in pureblood #1 in wizardingworld #1 in salazar #1 in voldemort #1 in jkrowling #1 in tomriddle #1 in salazarslytherin #1 in horcrux #1 in tommarvoloriddle #1 in slytherin #1 in hogwarts

Battle of Hogwarts has ended in catastrophe and annihilation, with the dark side winning in ascendancy and glory. Harry Potter has fallen. Everyone around Ivy has fallen. She has no choice but to go back in time and get rid of the cause of it all, no matter what way, for she has a promise to keep. Is she the key to salvation? ❝𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦❞ | COMPLETE | First time writing + fic. (Also available on AO3)

I knew the moment I first kissed him, that he would condemn me, that I would drag myself through broken glass for him. I just was not sure if he would stay long enough to pull the jagged pieces out. I never imagined that instead, he would push the shards deeper. Deep down I knew it was useless, that there was no way I could change his mind, but at the very least I had to try. "I guess I was just another pawn in your game of chess," I muttered dryly, missing the way his eyes flashed crimson. He sat up and roughly grabbed my chin, forcefully tilting it up so I would look at him. "You were never a pawn," (tom riddle x oc) warnings: violence/language/deaths/mature themes/

❝ I don't want to share you, Y/N, ❞ He leaned in a little closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper. ❝ It's not like you don't know what I mean. It's not just anyone who gets to look at you like that. ❞ ❝ You're mine, Y/N. Don't forget that. ❞ ~~~ In the halls of Hogwarts, power and temptation collide. Y/N had always known Tom Riddle as a brilliant and enigmatic Slytherin with a dangerous aura. But when fate pulls you into his orbit, everything changes. As the line between friendship and something more blurs, you find yourself drawn into a world of intrigue, dark magic, and intense emotions-one that is as thrilling as it is perilous. At first, it's easy to dismiss Tom's attention. His cold, calculated persona never betrays the vulnerability beneath the surface. But as the two of you grow closer, his possessiveness emerges-subtle, then all-consuming. His dark gaze follows you everywhere, a silent claim that no one else dares challenge. As he slowly opens up to you in ways he never has with anyone else, you realize that you've become more than just an ally in his eyes-you've become his. And in a world where power is everything, you can't help but wonder just how far he'll go to keep you by his side. Dark desires. Unspoken bonds. And the suffocating weight of a love bound by shadows. Will you embrace the dangerous allure of the Dark Lord in the making? Or will his possessiveness be too much for you to bear?

Harry never knew his Father James Potter had a little sister. That he had other options besides living with the extremely vile Dursley family. Where Eleanor Potter becomes a professor at Hogwarts, beginning her journey in protecting her nephew.

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}