Riddle Me This, Potter
Ch 1-
Tom Riddle Jr walked along the Hogwarts corridors, alone as always. He nodded to the portraits as he passed them, thinking nothing, feeling nothing. He was empty, devoid of all sentiment. But she kept popping back into his mind, the way she stood up to him, defending her little brother from him. The way her eyes sparkled with defiance, her long blonde hair rippling down her back. She was taking over his mind, his young, fragile, sixteen year old mind.
She lived at the orphanage where Tom spent every miserable summer of his life and his attraction to her pained him greatly. Every time he looked at her he had pains in his chest and his heart swelled with longing. But it could not be. She was a muggle. The word tasted bitter in his mouth, and he spat at the floor as he walked along. Muggles and wizards should not mix. It made him sick to his stomach to think about it, but the image of her enveloped him again, pushing all other thoughts from his mind. She was so beautiful, he thought, but she would never choose him.
He came to the Slytherin common room and entered, quickly manoeuvring past the low green couches populated with the carefree first years giggling with their friends, to the brooding seventh years, throwing scathing looks at them. He stepped over a red haired third year, rolling on the floor with a bloody nose, and shoved past the angry looking brunette who has caused it. The dormitory loomed nearer and he longed for the privacy of his four poster bed, to shut himself away from the world and think of nothing but her, her luminescent beauty, the way her brow furrowed when she frowned at him, the way her face grew red as she yelled at him, telling him to leave her alone and never come back...