(Harry Potter Riddle Fanfiction) Beauty Leads People Astray

I.

A slight wave in his black hair, a neat school uniform, an impeccably serious expression, and a handsome face. The boy sat by the window, his expression calm as he focused on the book before him. His long, pale fingers, slender and neatly jointed, held the pages, turning one now and then.

"Excuse me, did you drop this pen?"

The boy looked up and saw a girl standing across from him. She wore a deep green dress, and her golden hair fell softly over her shoulders. Her emerald eyes held the faintest hint of a smile, yet they shone more brilliantly than the sunlight streaming in through the window. A pale gold fountain pen rested in her fair palm.

II.

"We've known each other for so long, but I've never asked your name. What is it?"

"Tom Riddle."

III.

"Why have you been avoiding me lately?" Riddle looked down at Anna, who was clearly a little uneasy. His eyes were as dark as ink, with a faintly sinister cast. Yet his voice remained gentle, and there was even a slight smile on his lips. Standing in the sunlight with several books in his arms, he looked warm and refined.

"I haven't been avoiding you. I've just been a little busy lately. You know, finals are coming up." Anna glanced at him, then her gaze drifted elsewhere before she seemed to catch herself and quickly looked back.