Tom Riddle

My name is Tom Riddle. I'm a student at Hogwarts, the most prestigious school of magic in the wizarding world. Here, students are divided into four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. The house of the ambitious, the house of the cunning, my house, Slytherin. Most people would describe me as reserved. I don't talk much. I don't like wasting time with useless people. I prefer to observe. And lately… there's someone who's caught my attention. Taylor. She's also in Slytherin. And although she doesn't know it yet… I've been watching her for some time.

The first time I decided to write to her was in the library. Taylor was standing among the shelves, browsing books as if nothing else existed in the world. She always seemed so focused… so calm. She didn't know someone was watching her. Me.

I took a small piece of parchment and wrote two simple words. "I see you. "

With a simple spell, the parchment slid to her. I watched from my table as she opened it. Her expression changed immediately. Her eyes scanned the library, searching for the culprit. She didn't find me. Of course not. Minutes later, the parchment returned to me. "Who are you?" he had written.

I barely smiled. I picked up the pen and replied, "A big fan of yours. "

The parchment was returned to her. Taylor frowned as she read it. I could see the confusion on her face. I was amused. But then someone approached her table. Harry Potter. My expression changed immediately. I took the parchment again and wrote a new sentence. This time with less patience. "Stay away from Potter." I folded the parchment and sent it back. Taylor still didn't know who I was. But she would soon understand. And when she did… she would also understand something else. I don't like to share what's mine.