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TRUST by No_oneKnows

Format: Short story
Chapters: 3
Word Count: 2,863
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers

Genres: Drama, Horror/Dark, Romance
Characters: Voldemort, OC
Pairings: Other Pairing

First Published: 08/06/2010
Last Chapter: 11/04/2010
Last Updated: 11/04/2010


| She has what no other girl does and that’s trust. Trust for a certain Tom Marvolo Riddle. What would it take for Amy to realise that trusting Tom Riddle was absolutely, utterly preposterous? |

"He had captivated me so deeply, grasped me so tightly that I could not, for the life of me, let go."

Chapter 1: Tom Marvolo Riddle

Chapter 1

“Amy, that’s like asking why the grass is green or why the quaffle is a round oversized ball.”

Okay, so I had supposedly just asked the most apparent question in the history of the earth. And of course it was Ellie who responded with such an impatient, witty answer.

“He’s not evil, El, he’s just misunderstood.” I replied as I watched Tom Riddle passing the quaffle to his teammate, somewhat hard actually.

“Misunderstood isn’t the word, Amy. It doesn’t fit into the context at all. We all - apart from you who seem to be annoyingly ignorant to the fact - know that he’s a mental sociopath with a death wish for everyone who looks at him,” Ellie murmured, attention completely on Griffin Hall as he slowly fell off his broom. “Which, I must say, is practically everyone.”

I smiled shyly at Tom as he looked at me.

“Amy,” Ellie snapped her fingers in front of me and I waved awkwardly at him. To my surprise, but not to Ellie’s as she was too busy trying to draw my attention, he smiled. Quite sweetly if I do say so myself. Never in my seven years of schooling, had I ever seen him smile. Not even the tiniest twinkle on his face.

“Did you see that?” I screeched, “He smiled at me. He smiled at me!” I smiled buoyantly at her. She merely frowned. Meanly.

“It probably wasn’t a smile Amy. It was most likely a ‘go crawl into a hole and die so I don’t have to see your face anymore.’”

“No no no! I’m one hundred percent positive that it was a real, genuine smile!” I continued beaming at her.

“‘Also, so I don’t have to endure your overly eager fantasies about me and your most annoying fancies and drool over me.” Ellie droned and mimicked Tom. Of course in an overly hyperbolized  way.

I sighed deeply, and placed my head on my hands for support as I continued watching him dreamingly, ignoring the endless exasperated rant of Ellie.

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Although she had moved on from her tirade of why Tom was so evil, it did not stop her from grimacing when he had approached me after training. 

“I saw you smiling at me.” he said, his voice low and alluring. He smiled shyly and beside me I can hear Ellie scoff. “Do you mind if we talk, Amy?” His voice was so soft and gentle. I looked into his dark, black eyes which was surrounded by an almost ghostly complexion. He was beautiful.

Stunned, I turned back to Ellie and breathed, “I’ll see you soon.” She merely rolled her eyes at the fact that I was absolutely smite and trudged back towards the castle.

I beamed at him and he chuckled. Oh, what mystery lay behind that chuckle of his. It was low and sounded like a soft growl instead. How can Ellie think this young man, with lovely innocent dimples, standing in front of me could be so evil? It was preposterous.

He led the way towards the lake in silence. He sat down right on the edge and I watched, nervously, as he sat down so gracefully. I felt like a complete klutz as I stumbled towards him.

I waited for him to say something first.

“It’s a beautiful sight, isn’t it?” He turned his head towards me and I noticed how his eyes glittered in the sunset.

“Y-Yes.” I managed to stutter as I stared into his eyes. They were so mesmerising. His dark eyelashes, arched eyebrows, soft naturally-pouting lips, white pearly skin, his sweet musky scent... All of it. All of it was enough to enchant anyone.

“I’ve noticed you for a while.” I heard him mumble as he looked down, as though shy. My heart skipped a beat and I almost melted when he looked back up at me. His eyes large and his smile modest. My stomach started to flutter with the million of butterflies inside it.

“I’ve... Noticed you too.” I whispered. For the first time in seven years, pining after him day by day, he had noticed.

He smiled lopsidedly, staring straight into my eyes. I faltered and let out a deep breath. His face was so close to mine and it was so serene. Thoughts of him and I, happy together, filled my mind as I continued looking at him. The silence was not unnerving, quite the opposite actually. It was comfortable. The water around us rippled softly. And it was beautiful.

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