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Tom Riddle's POV!!(AN: surprise!;)
Fear is what sparks discipline and obedience. Fear is what I make others feel when they see my cutting glare, my cynical laugh.
I am your biggest fear.
I FEED on fear.
I smirked in victory at the fact I could make that filthy mudblood shiver, make her bend to my will. The special glare I had especially for her was enough to persuade anyone and succumb to my ways.
It's too bad I have to use her as an advantage in my plans, a pity really.
I strode away after confronting her, not that I even cared about the fact she had stepped on me. I barely even felt it, but I needed to manipulate her, to make her feel guilty and alone and helpless, and who put that disgusting shit on her face anyway? She looked perfectly fine without it, it almost broke my icy, rock-hard heart just to see her embarrass herself even more with it on.
I made my way to lunch, and had to keep myself from rolling my eyes when my group of pathetic death eaters stood up as I entered. They're so fucking stupid and useless. The only one I could really count on was...what was her name? Bellatrix! I had to look at them all twice before I could remember their names. I might as well give them numbers.
"Master." They all whispered and bowed their heads so that no one could hear them. The last one who spoke to loud was punished severely.
"Minions." I replied with disgust and they laughed, thinking it was some sort of joke.
If only it had registered through their thick skulls that I never joked.
"Did you speak to the filthy bitch?" Bellatrix asked with genuine interest, wanting to know if I had punished her properly.
Why did I want to ring her neck so badly when she called her that?
"I need her for another task, none of you can help because you're all useless to me at the moment and this plan is going to be a tad more difficult." I said, thinking of what I had planned tomorrow at the bridge where The Grey Lady was located.
"Master, would you consider letting me handle the leech after the task? She has to pay for what she said-"
I cut Bellatrix off, glaring at her with so much hate I even surprised myself.
"As much as I would just LOVE to see you punish her for your own personal reasons Lestrange, I'm a bit spectacle. Do you not think I can handle her on my own?" She gasped and shook her head hard.
"Of course not master, I'm truly loyal to you and I was just-"
"Shut up," I snapped, my patience dried up. "Quit making terrible excuses because I don't give a damn. Or would you like me to give you the gift of pain again, Bellatrix?"
She stared at me with a mixture of disbelief and lust. It was disgusting really. I knew I was quite handsome, an could charm my way through any information I wanted, but it infuriates me she wouldn't take me as seriously as I wanted her too.
I ignored her and picked at the food on my plate. I never really ate much, food seemed like such a small priority now.
Aneline entered the lunchroom with such a pale face, I almost confused her with a ghost. I couldn't help myself from staring at her as she walked to Ravenclaw table, her nice locks replaced with boringly straight hair, and horrendous make-up hiding her face.
I never really cared for girls, and they never really interested me in the first place. Sure, they seemed like a pleasure in life, but I only saw that as a weakness to any man. Although I promised myself never too even spare a GLANCE at a female, I never really understood how something so foul as an mudblood can seem so....enticing.
I burnt holes through other boys who stared at her like a fucking prize, my anger flaring. Why am I even acting like I CARE?
I watched as she took a seat next to...that boy and that other girl with way to much powder. Did she fancy him? Well if she did, she couldn't be with him. I practically owned her and was still the source for her payroll, I could make her do whatever the helI wished.
She was my little puppet.
I caught her glancing over at me a couple of times, and with each glance I gave a cold-hearted smirk to remind her about tomorrow. I almost chuckled when she shivered and turned away to talk to her acquaintances once again.
|Christian Coulson or Frank Dillane (;||as Tom Riddle|
|Your imagination :)||as Aneline De' baunare|
|Andrew Garfield||as Ned|
|Selena Gomez||as Miranda|