You were dating Tom Riddle

Tom Marvolo Riddle. He was an odd boyfriend and indirectly abusive. The type to play with your feelings, the type to get jealous of anyone close to you, even family. The type to only give you affection if you’d earned it or impressed him, or if he wanted something. He didn’t give anything for free. The type to punish you with silence. He used Legilimency to know everything about you. He liked you untouched and pure, so he didn’t touch you often.

He had pulled you into his lap, the craved and much needed attention you felt becoming happy. Butterflies, you didnt get this often.

He knew this would help him convince you

“Sweetheart, don’t tell anyone about me and “The Knights of Walpurgis.” We’re just practicing some dark magic which isn’t too bad.”

He kissed your forehead looking down at you looking up at him like a puppy

He smirked and traced your jaw with his finger

“don’t you love me anymore?”