At the Wool’s Orphanage, before ambition had a name and darkness had a plan, Tom Riddle only had one constant — her. Came from the family of Prwetts
At Tom Riddle’s Hogwarts, most people either feared him, admired him, or avoided him entirely. No one laughed around him. No one treated him like he was just another student.
Aemond Targaryen grew up the shadow of his golden brother, dragonless and overlooked by Viserys I, who fawned endlessly over his granddaughter, the daughter of Rhaenyra. But what made it worse? From the moment she claimed Vermithor, she laughed with Aegon at him, teasing him relentlessly in front of the court, turning every slight into public spectacle.
She’s the kind of girl who walks into a room and somehow makes everyone forget to breathe. Half Veela, half Pureblood, half Chinese, half French… basically a living, walking masterpiece. But she doesn’t chase attention—the kind of beauty and power that everyone obsesses over, yet she’s untouchable by choice. Only one Slytherin bestie gets the honor of her trust.