Originally character(OC) mentioned for this chapter: đ the music genius, Frolava
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"Ha...."
A cynical sigh escaped the maiden's lips. Still the same resentful mocking tone in that soft caressing voice of hers.
Unchanging, eerily gentle, and airy. Yet laced with such.... feigned moroseness.
Yet another new year is starting in Hogwarts. This is a drag. Why did she even bother attending Hogwarts?
"Click click click...." Elegant blood red heels clicking on the floor of the Hogwarts Express, the petite slim figure walked past compartments one by one as they're all filled up.
Ah, finally. One that is still considerably vacant- except it is not.
There sat a dark-haired, curly-haired male with a chiseled jaw, who was currently looking out the window and smoking cigarettes. Or Tabasco, whatever they say it is. Still the same filthy burning nicotine that makes her cringe so hard.
"Can I take a seat?"
The compartment doors slide open. The girl looked at the curly-haired male with her only exposed half-lid, blood-red eye.
The male, though, smirked almost immediately when he spotted her.
"New girl? Ha ha....of course. You can sit next to me, I don't bite too hard."
That gained a long deep breath from her. As if she's holding back the urge to not slap his smirking face when he looked her up and down approvingly.
"I would like to be freed from any sort of rabies virus, thank you very much."
"Oho ho! There's the delicious venom!" The smirk on the brown curly-haired male deepens into a sneer.
The girl just rolled her eyes and looked outside the window. Typical Playboy who thinks he has some tricks up his sleeve.
"So, Frolava huh? The mysterious new 6th-year transfer student." The smirk on the male's face still did not falter. "What about your last name?"
She looked at him cynically with her only exposed eye "nothing. I don't belong to any family. Certainly not to anyone either."
That makes the male widen his eyes slightly before turning into a devilish grin, now with a hint of condescension, "...you do realise how much importance it is for your name in the wizarding world, correct?"
The girl just scoffed as she played with her wand. "Do I look like I care?"
It has certainly caught his eye. Maybe it's the swift motion of twirling her own wand like a butterfly knife, or...its creepily weird appearances.
The entire wand is covered in blood red. Some kind of dark red fluid flows inside the core, glinting with an eerily vicious aura. No, what is that thing? the male's smirk disappeared instantly. Replaced by something...much darker. Like the iconic intrigue towards power that was shared in the Riddle blood.
"...no, I suppose you don't." He murmurs.
There's a long moment of silence. Neither said anything. The air is thickening with dread.
"Hey....New girl, so I heard you're single?" Oh, for Merlin's sake. That annoying smirk returns to his lips yet again.
"Don't. Unless you want a direct sterilization from me, future potential butt lord." She stares at him with a death glare.
"Hoho, so you do know who I am. Fearless, Audacious. My, such venom." His smirk turns into a sneer yet again. "Correction, it's present."
"Correction again, it's delusional."
"Oh, you are absolutely savage." he chuckled darkly and tilted his head with a predetory smirk. "I think I might be in love."
"Please don't, tell me the things you love about me, I'll try my best to change because of you."