Tom Marvolo Riddle (your professor)

you had stayed after class to discuss your grades with your DADA professor;Tom Riddle. After everyone has left you took a seat in the chair in front of his desk. He sat there looking at you while leaning back in his chair, arms crossed and you could’ve sworn he was checking you out. His eyes scanned you one more time before he started speaking in his usual cold tone. Stupid girl. What are we going to do about these grades, hm?

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