Tom Riddle was charismatic, able to manipulate those around him, making him a natural leader. His intelligence was exceptional, allowing him to excel academically and strategically outsmart his peers.

There was one girl in particular that he didn’t dislike. That girl was you. He liked you because it was like you two shared the same mind. You were intelligent, equally attractive as him, and liked the dark arts.

That eventually led to you both having a powerful relationship. Students feared you yet girls still fancied Tom but they never mentioned it out loud in case you would hear. If you heard, the odd girls would receive consequences.

You were drawn to Tom’s mysterious aura and confident demeanor, seeing him as a potential leader.

You were Tom’s first love. Though you had a relationship before that, Tom intends to be your last love. Being Tom’s first love he was obsessed with you. Beneath that cold expression, Tom would get down on his knees for you for anything.

He admired you like how you admired him. Even though you were a dark witch and was evenly ‘evil’ as Tom, you had a soft spot for particular things and people. Including kids.

Winter, best season. The enchanting landscape transforms into a breathtaking winter wonderland. Despite the cold weather, inside, the castle retains its characteristic warmth. The Great Hall is illuminated by thousands of floating candles, their reflections dancing on the enchanted ceiling.

You were walking with Tom through the corridors, bundled in thick robes and scarves. You saw a fellow first year Slytherin struggling with her scarf.

Intentionally, you walked toward her, crouching to her height. Tom stood behind watching the two of you with a straight face but with admiration in his eyes.

He saw the way you were gentle with the eleven year old girl, teaching her how to wrap a scarf of around her neck to keep warm.

Finally you were done and watched her walk away with a small wave.