Silly boy

Chapter 16: Expired

YOUR POV

Ever since that morning in the boys' bathroom, you and riddle seem to catch each other's eyes. He would smile at you demonically, even when you hardly spoke or were near each other. You didn't think that was weird even if you were both in Slytherin house. But as you noticed tom smiling, your mind couldn't help to grow a little suspicious. You felt this random need to talk to him, like every look he gave you was a secret " I'm plotting something totally dangerous" look.

You figured there was no point chasing riddle like a lost puppy, so you had an earlier breakfast and went for a walk to the black lake so practice some new spells. It was a cold morning, and the lake water looked white with the fog reflecting on it. You sat with your feet dangling over the edge of the boardwalk, waving your wand as small puffs came from it. You were bored out of your mind but realized you forget to bring your book with a specific charm so you returned inside to head for the library. You wanted to run yourself over with a bus, why oh why were you thinking about Riddle. You saw him standing in the corridor talking to professor Slughorn. You shook away the idea of approaching him and walked on.

TOMS POV

 Ever since the other morning, I've found myself drawn to y/n, and it disgusts me. But not drawn to her for the reason you think, there was something important I needed to talk to her about. I kept catching her eye, trying to read her thoughts, and I'm getting mixed signals. It bothers me that she is the only person who understands me and most importantly...the only person who I can trust to do this. I went to speak to professor Slughorn to clear my head, and during our conversing, I saw her in the corridor, I had hoped she would approach us but she walked on, and it's not like I care or anything, I have a job to do, so I pardoned Slughorn and went after her.

BACK TO YOUR POV

You went into the library's restricted section, hoping to find the book you had the other evening. Someone behind you cleared their throat, and you turned around to meet riddles eyes. "can I help you tom" you say with a pouted lip. "funny you should ask y/l/n because I need your help with something" he says with a fake smile. "whatever it is I don't care" you say coldly and turn back to the shelf. He cups your cheek and turns you back to face him. "I wasn't asking," he says and grabs your hand leading you to an old unused classroom with a broken light and covered with cobwebs. "you lied to me tom," you say boldly. "what are you talking about," he says puzzling. "there was his whole fucking trial, a vision, you bringing me on little killing sprees, and I thought I was really important in this plan" you argue. "you are, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you in the vision, or let you watch the killing spree, or even done the trial. I have gathered followers and not once did I do that with anyone else" he responds to you. "then what? What now, is that it? Am I part of your team? Have a little bit of sex to seal the deal or something?" you yell. "the other morning wasn't part of the 'deal', it happened because I let it...because I wanted it to" he explains. You knew if you harped on about his words he would take everything back and deny them. "it just feels like you're scared to admit that you need me, and so instead  you act as if you wouldn't care about losing me at all" you tell him. He looks away pressing his lips tight together. "I'm not afraid to say it, you were right from the very beginning when you first said it in the chamber that I would need you to have my plan work. I do need you y/n because....you will be my final Horcrux".

It felt as though the room just snapped in half, or someone threw a million shards of glass in your direction. " oh no I understand, you want me to die, very tom riddle of you" you say confidently trying to hide the shakiness in your voice because you didn't know when he was going to start making it . "you said you were ready for this, that you could handle anything, that you wanted to serve me and follow me and now I sense your allegiance has changed.

 "No, I think you're the one whose allegiance has changed" you spit out.                                         

"that's ridiculous" riddle yells at you.

"no what's ridiculous is that you TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE ARE FUCKING IN LOVE WITH ME AND ARE TOO MUCH OF A LITTLE BITCH TO ADMIT IT" you roar.

"choose your last words carefully," Tom says, almost ignoring your previous statement.

You grab his wand out of his hand and thrusts it pointing at herself.

"if you want to kill me so badly then do it," you say with tears starting to rush down your face, your handshaking.

He said nothing, and his eyes widened.

"DO IT RIDDLE" you screamed in his face.  "If I have to die, for you to love me, for you to admit me, then fine, ill die, ill die for you" you cry.

He grabbed ahold of the wand, his hands shaking, and you braced yourself.                                         He traces your wet cheek with his finger looking into your red eyes.

"you're lying" he whispers with a sadistic smile.                                    

"I wouldn't" you sob silently.                              

"prove it" he scoffs, looking at you with such a curative gaze.

Your lip trembles, as you keep the wand pointed at your chest.

"AVADA KEDAVRA" you scream, and the wand drops from your hand.

But...you stand there...breathless....and alive.

"it would never work," Tom said.

"what" you croak out trembling.

"I knew it had to be you...for everything. You would think somebody like me wouldn't be afraid to see a lifeless body, but the idea of seeing yours...might just be the only thing in this world I am afraid of. I knew that when you died...I wouldn't be able to kill you. I did everything in my power to create a powerful cloaking spell so you wouldn't be affected, because...."

Tom stopped for a minute hesitantly,

"Because I'm not able to hurt you".

"Is this your way of proclaiming your love to me" you manage to muster out a soft chuckle.

"I would never" He says. 

He then looked at you deeply and paused, looking down at your lips. Your faces an inch apart, as he finally, truly, kisses you.

My name is y/n, and this is the story of how I became the world's most loyal death eater.