where , Lorenzo Berkshire, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theo Nott and Mattheo Riddle drink too much and text in a group chat we only you and them exactly what they’re thinking. It's explicit. It's intentional. It's a problem. Zero restraint. Regret optional.
Im Jade Ashborn. I’m the gorgeous, blonde, hazel, almond shape eyes, cheekbones visible, button nose, perfectly plump lips, hourglass body shape with slight girl’s abs, 164cm. I’m a top student and a slytherin, I’m powerful.
During the sixth year experiment at Hogwarts, we were magically handcuffed to another student for at least a week, the duration depending on our results and behavior, and the professors had clearly chosen the pairs to create tension, especially within our own friend group where things were never as simple as they seemed, mostly because of me — the top student, extremely powerful, and, according to everyone else, the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts, which had caused more than a few arguments since almost everyone wanted me — so Pansy was paired with Hermione, Ron with Mattheo, Draco with Harry, Blaise with Astoria, Lorenzo with Theo, Regulus with Daphne, and finally me with Tom, the worst possible option in my opinion, because the moment the enchanted cuffs snapped around our wrists, the air between us became heavy and electric, filled with unspoken resentment and sharp glances, an enemies-to-lovers kind of tension that I absolutely refused to acknowledge, because for now, I couldn’t stand him — not his cold confidence, not the way his eyes lingered on me as if he already knew this experiment would change everything.
I’m Jade Ashborn, powerful, from a very wealthy and powerful family, my full name was Jade Aurelia Elowen Vesper Ashborn. I was a top student and also the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, everyone wanted me. I was wearing my features in a very natural, effortless way, with smooth porcelain skin marked by soft pink undertones that gave my complexion a fresh, healthy glow without looking overly made up. My vanilla-blonde hair framed my face gently, the color catching the light in a way that made it look creamy and luminous, enhancing the softness of my overall appearance. My eyes were one of the most striking elements of my face — almond-shaped and light, shifting subtly between hazel, green, and grey, with a depth that made my gaze feel calm yet captivating, emphasized by long lashes and naturally well-shaped brows that balanced everything perfectly. My nose was delicate and proportional, blending seamlessly with my other features, while my lips were naturally full and softly contoured, giving my expression an understated sensuality without trying too hard. My face overall felt very harmonious and balanced, with gentle lines, a soft jaw, and a natural symmetry that made everything look cohesive and pleasing. The result was a kind of beauty that feels quiet but very noticeable — refined, feminine, and timeless, with details that draw attention the longer you look rather than all at once.
Im Jade Ashborn, 6th year, everyone thinks I’m beautiful and the boys like me. I’m powerful, smart, a Slytherin and Tom Riddle’s girlfriend. Almost every girls were jealous, especially pansy and daphne.
I’m Jade Ashborn, powerful, from a very wealthy and powerful family, my full name was Jade Aurelia Elowen Vesper Ashborn. I was a top student and also the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, everyone wanted me. I was wearing my features in a very natural, effortless way, with smooth porcelain skin marked by soft pink undertones that gave my complexion a fresh, healthy glow without looking overly made up. My vanilla-blonde hair framed my face gently, the color catching the light in a way that made it look creamy and luminous, enhancing the softness of my overall appearance. My eyes were one of the most striking elements of my face — almond-shaped and light, shifting subtly between hazel, green, and grey, with a depth that made my gaze feel calm yet captivating, emphasized by long lashes and naturally well-shaped brows that balanced everything perfectly. My nose was delicate and proportional, blending seamlessly with my other features, while my lips were naturally full and softly contoured, giving my expression an understated sensuality without trying too hard. My face overall felt very harmonious and balanced, with gentle lines, a soft jaw, and a natural symmetry that made everything look cohesive and pleasing. The result was a kind of beauty that feels quiet but very noticeable — refined, feminine, and timeless, with details that draw attention the longer you look rather than all at once.
You entered the common room when your group of friends : Lorenzo, Theo, Tom, Mattheo, Blaise, Draco, pansy, Astoria and Daphne and some other girls were playing the bottle game. So whoever the bottle pointed, you had to kiss.
Jade Ashborn and Tom Riddle were known for constantly clashing at Hogwarts. Their arguments were sharp, frequent, and fueled by mutual pride. One evening, one of their confrontations went too far. Tom cast a mild spell—not meant to hurt, only to end the fight—but Jade lost her balance and fell to the ground.
In this alternate future, the Muggle world has exploded into hyper-advanced technology, and a secret coalition between the Ministry and Muggle authorities created The Arcadium Experience, a twisted experimental programme where only you and your closest friends were dragged in without warning, forced to attend Hogwarts by day and perform in deadly evaluation shows by night; unlike ordinary students, who go about their magical education normally, you live under the constant threat that one imperfect performance — a shaky vocal run, a spell cast a second too slow, a moment where your hourglass figure looks “off” under the cameras — could mean elimination, a polite word for execution that the public pretends not to see; yet you’ve become their obsession, a famous singer with flawless beauty, top of your class academically and magically, admired and envied, while secretly burning under the pressure of endless training sessions and survival rehearsals; to make everything more dangerous, Tom Riddle, brilliant, cold, and feared by most, becomes entangled with you in a tense enemy-to-lovers bond, drawn to your power and perfection even as he tries to hide his weakness for you, because in the Arcadium you are both competitors, students, prisoners — and possibly the only two who truly understand how deadly the game really is. He’s not in the experience tho.
Jade Ashborn had survived the Maze by logic, instinct, and sheer ferocity, never knowing she was a witch until the moment Dumbledore’s magic pulled her out of a turning corridor and into the Great Hall, where she landed on her feet before the four Houses with the same steady focus she used to face Grievers. Professors whispered about the girl who’d lived years without magic in an apocalyptic labyrinth yet adapted to Hogwarts as swiftly as she read the Maze, and the Slytherins immediately recognized the ambition behind her sharp, assessing gaze. But no one watched her more closely than Tom Riddle—intrigued by the survivor who couldn’t be intimidated, who met his charm with cold logic, and whose hidden power simmered with a potential that, he realized, might one day rival his own.