Lost in himself
As Tom entered the Slytherin's common room everyone fell silent. The first and second years scrambled up to their dorms mumbling excuses such as "I've got a paper to write" or "I'm quite tired". Life in the Slytherin's common room used to be peaceful and uncharitably normal that is until the Heir of Slytherin lost what he prized the most. Lost the only being he truly cared for. Alexandra Bellatrix Lestranges.
Chapter 1- Who could have guessed?
Tom Marvolo Riddle never experienced affection or love, never expected to be a wizard, never believed in magic, and most certainly never thought he would ever be looked up too. Yet, here he was roaming the halls of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry (fifth year) followed by a flock of somewhat attractive young witches. However, Tom wasn't interested in any of them; his attention was on the fourth year Slytherin witch Alexandra Bellatrix Lestranges. She was the most stunning of witched both physically and psychically. She was strong, bold, extravagant and oddly confident. She had long wavy brown hair, a perfect figure and striking green eyes that beheld the promise of power, control and judgment. After all she was nicknames the fierce princess of Slytherin. However, she didn't possess the level of utter respect and admiration the pupil of Hogwarts had for Tom. He was tall and handsome, brilliant and terrifyingly sly. His captivating violet eyes pulled at your soul and charmed you into doing whatever he has asked for, no one were an exception to this attraction except perhaps Albus Dumbledore and it seemed Alexandra Bellatrix Lestranges was indeed immune to this power of his. It infuriated the Heir of Slytherin. How come he could get ALL the girls (even the Gryffindor girls) to follow him throughout the whole school yet she resisted his continuous flirting? The question could be answered later, but now it was time for potions with Professor Horace Slughorn his favorite lesson by far. Maybe if he got his hands on liquid luck would he finally be able to get Miss Lestranges. No he had to focus on class he did after all have his O.W.L.S at the end of this year. And as they all said "Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so and the consequences may be severe". Of course Tom wasn't particularly worried about the examinations however better safe than sorry.
"Ah mister Riddle, how nice to see you again my boy"
"Nice to see you as well Professor Slughorn, I trust your healthy professor?"
"Yes, yes of course. I was wondering mister Riddle if you would like to attend the Halloween diner I hold every year?"
"I would be delighted to professor. It's an honor sir, thank you."
"Oh it would be a gift to have you there Riddle. Now calm down take your seats everyone today we will be brewing Flegmaflip. Now can anyone tell me what Flegmaflip is used for? Anyone? Ah yes Mister Riddle?"
"Flegmaflip is used to reduce or vanish fears, anxieties and nervousness sir."
"Astonishing Mister Riddle, you've earned ten points for Slytherin. Now remember, this potion has to be prepared with caution. If too many ingredients are poured into the potion it may drastically alter the outcome of it on the person drinking it. For instance the one who drinks it may fall into a deep and maybe even an eternal sleep. Therefore, all ingredients must be added in the correct quantities and at exactly the right time. The student who can prepare this potions best will get a vial of liquid luck, just enough to give them 24 hours of pure luck. Of you go then, you have two hours to complete the potion."
As everyone got to work opening their potion's books and started reading the instructions, Tom simply got the ingredients necessary for the potion along with their respected quantities and shut the book. He preferred relying on his own personal instincts then on a pathetic hundred year old that made a living out of writing school books.
Two hours later, Tom was standing at the front of the classroom a smirk on his perfect lips as he was giving the vial of liquid luck. He enjoyed overpowering others and watching them shrink into their shadows or better yet, watch them attempt to, if he could say so himself, kiss his ass.
Once back at the Slytherin's common room, Tom lounged on the sofa closest to the fire (which was reserved for the elite of the Slytherin) and was soon joined by his followers Abraxas Malfoy, Cygnus Black, Lestranges Sr. and of course Antonin Dolohov. However they were rather careful not to sit on the same sofa as him or closer to the fire than him for that would be considered as a direct confrontation towards the Heir of Slytherin's power. Therefore, it came as a surprise when Alexandra Bellatrix Lestranges with a flick of her wand DARED to move Tom's feet aside and sit at the end of the sofa closest to the fire with an obvious smirk on her red lips. Everyone in the room fell instantly quiet. No one was sure what would happen next and they held their breath in anticipation. Slowly Alexandra flicked her hair back and looked at Tom with the most innocent yet feral look she could master.
"Tom" she acknowledge with a slight nod in his direction.
"Lestranges" he responded not wanting to lose this power play.
And so they sat there staring at each other, appraising and analysing each other looking for any sign of weakness while every other Slytherin in the room wouldn't dare move a muscle. Her green eyes tugged at his soul. His violet eyes pulled her. Their magic flickered and flared, challenging the other. It seemed that, unconsciously, they were gravitating towards each other, never breaking eye contact. They were utterly lost in each other that are until one of the Slytherins dropped a quill. That tiny insignificant sound snapped Alexandra out of her trance. Breaking eye contact she straightened up and reinstalled her trade mark smirk back on her flawless face.
"I heard you got the liquid luck today in potions. I believe congratulations are in order Marvolo." She said knowing full well the connotation of her words.
"It was too easy. Congratulations would make it seem like this is a one in a life time accomplishment. Let me assure you sweetheart this is but a dust bunny in my castle of successes." Tom replied with a glint in his eye.
"I see," She replied sarcastically as she got stood gracefully "Congratulation Marvolo," Alexandra added over her shoulder while heading over to the girl's dormitory "I wish you the best of luck in constructing you castle of success."
And then, with a flirtatious smile and wink, she was gone leaving a stunned Tom in her wake. He didn't know what he had gotten himself into but he loved playing with fire, indulged in danger and he knew as all the others in the room that this was but the beginning of a war that would end in the destruction of both or the reunion of both the Slytherin Royalties. Personally, Tom Marvolo Riddle was aiming for the later.