A Secret Curse | Yandere Hogwarts

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A/N:

Heads up before this chapter, characters that are older than Y/n will be in sixth year. and another disclaimer that I already put in the story... or wrote about it..

Tom is not voldemort, no nose man, baldy, alien, whatever.Think of it his old, past, not self "time traveling" to the modern time. I don't really know how to explain it but if you have any questions just ask here.

Dear Diary,

Accidental meets are the scariest ones.|

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Y/n's eyes slowly met the red mark circling her wirst, feeling a slightly sting whenever her fingers glazed over the skin.

How is he so strong?

Currently in her dorm, it was now the weekend where classes being held were either optional or for extra help. Even some students went home to their families.

Y/n, feeling distressed, decided to stay inside her dorm where light only peeks from the window. It always saddened her day that everyone could hug their parents without it feeling fake, or forced. She envied it.

Shaking her head, her eyes moved to see the window that blinded her vision within her dark room.

Staring at the scenery ahead, the girl couldn't help but feel like something was missing.

At her thoughts, her body jolted upwards when a ball harshly plummeted at the window ahead of her. She watched as it stuck to the window before dramatically falling out of her vision.

Moving her body to get a closer look, she saw the uniforms of students on brooms, throwing what seems to be a small, golden ball.

Quidditch.

They were practicing for the final match happening next week, and it seemed like Gryffindor held practice in the field.

Large, golden hoops occupied the air as they practiced aiming, some even going through the hoops.

Sighing, she felt herself closing her eyes. With her brother out of her reach, there was nothing she could really do. What was even the point of mentioning him?

"I could never find myself joining quidditch," A voice peeped out next to Y/n, startling the girl who jolted once again from her seat.

Looking behind her, she saw the curls of brown hair of who she dreaded the most of everyone in Hogwarts.

"Destiny," Y/n breathed out, in a moment of shock.

The brown-haired girl flickered her eyes to meet Y/n's where a frown slowly etched on her face.

"What? Surprised that you aren't the only one that sleeps in this dorm?"

As if her response was a wake up call, Y/n slowly felt heat rise over her skin. Her daydream slowly faltered as a new stronger emotion overcame her.

"No, just surprised you aren't at one of your boyfriends dorm. I wonder which one is it, that one Gryffindor whose head over heels, for you, or are you feeling mischief to tame a Slytherin?"

Destiny scoffed in disbelief, turning her head to hide the red hue that was forming due to the embarrassment.

"I.. goodness, what is wrong with you?"

"You're not denying it.." Y/n slyly said, leaning forward and catching the sight of Destiny's vulnerable look.

"So it was a Slytherin! I must say, you've gotten really bold this year."