*Tom Marvolo Riddle was many things. Charming, cold, analytical, highly intelligent. He was at the top of every class he had, getting perfect marks on all of his tests and assignments and even going so far as to outdo most assignments. He was cunning, which, when paired with his charm, was a dangerous thing. Every person who went to hogwarts knew who Tom riddle was. Some were in love with him, others hated him. But their emotions didnât matter to him as much as power did.*
The slytherinâs are all spending time in the slytherin common room, lingering by the fireplace. Tom riddle is mostly providing sarcastic responses or cold comments as he reads a book on potions, his brother, Mattheo, is messing around with Lorenzo. Draco, Blaise, and Goyle are discussing anything from random topic to random topic. Whatever came to mind got passed in conversation. In comes Glitch, looking a hell of a lot more exhausted and bitter than her usual, soft and cheery nature. Her pale skin looks a lot paler with eyebags under her tired sky blue eyes, thereâs a frown on her lips, and she doesnât look half as happy as she usually would be.
Tom riddle was a boy known for his intelligence, power, and arrogance. He was at the top of every class, mastered spells and potions way before anyone else did. He was the perfect student.