The Slytherin Seven, y/n, PP, DM, MR, TN, LB, BZ, are famous in Hogwarts for being the most troubled students. Dumbledore decides a regular detention isn’t enough. So he sends The Slytherin Seven to a small town called, Avonlea. No wands. No magic. No excuses. They are expected to tend to farms, go to a small public school and to live with other families.
Nickolas Parker, The biggest It-Boy in Loredge University. Every girl wants him. He has more money than he knows what to do with it. And still, none of it compares to y/n. The girl love who couldn’t give a shit about him.
Y/N and Gilbert Blythe have been academic rivals since they could hold chalk. Every year they have something else to prove. To be top of the class. Unfortunately for them, every week it changes between them. They are in their last year of school and have been cast to play the main roles in “Pride and Prejudice”.
One nightstand, no names, no numbers, one pregnancy. Y/n is at work four years later, with her son, when a new guest walks in. Because the world has a shitty sense of humor, it’s only Massimo Morello. The man y/n slept with. With a woman Vittoria on his arm.
The slytherin seven, or shall I say six, notice mattheo has been making excuses for leaving early that make no sense. The decide to investigate what their seventh member is really up to. What they find is definitely not what anyone expected. What are you up to Mattheo Riddle?
They say every story has a beginning. Mine didn’t. Mine had a warning. I just didn’t know it at the time. ⸻ The first time I saw Adrian Vale, it was raining. Not the soft kind of rain that makes London look beautiful. It was the kind that turned the streets black beneath the streetlights and blurred everything beyond the glass of the taxi window. I remember watching the city disappear behind streaks of rain, my fingers wrapped tightly around my phone. I remember thinking that I should have gone home. I remember thinking that something felt wrong. And then I saw him. Standing beneath the entrance of a private hotel, dressed entirely in black. He wasn’t doing anything. He wasn’t speaking. He wasn’t even looking at anyone. And somehow, everyone around him seemed to know exactly who he was. People moved out of his way without being asked. A man stepped aside before Adrian even reached him. A woman lowered her voice as he passed. And then his eyes lifted. Straight toward me. My breath caught. For one strange second, the entire world seemed to go quiet. His expression didn’t change. He simply looked at me. Like he knew me. Like he’d been waiting for me. Then my taxi drove past. And he disappeared behind the rain. ⸻ I should have forgotten him. I tried. For three weeks, I didn’t see him again. I convinced myself that the entire thing had been nothing more than a strange moment with a stranger. Until the night someone left a black envelope outside my apartment. No name. No address. Just my initials written across the front. Inside was a single photograph. My hands went cold when I saw it. It was me. Standing outside the hotel three weeks earlier. The photograph had been taken from across the street. On the back, written in black ink, were six words. You were never supposed to see him. I read it twice. Then a third time. My phone rang. Unknown number. I stared at the screen before answering. “Hello?” Silence.
Y/n is transferred to Hogwarts. Tom riddle notices her. But it’s to be determined whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing. Do they take over the magical world together? Or do they compete to see who the better sorcerer is?