Adronitis {t.r.}

Chapter 49

"How is Judas doing?" Spencer McLaggen asked as he sat across from Cleo at the Gryffindor table. She looked up from her plate, rolling her eyes.

"I have no fucking idea", she began. "And I could care less about the bastard".

"Cleo", Spencer said. "Do you feel bad for anything?"

"Judas fucked up Eve's life", Cleo said as she poured food onto her plate. "He wasn't even under the influence of any sort of love potion".

"So?" Spencer scoffed. "He has feelings too".

Cleo glared up at Spencer, hatred spreading through her veins. "Boys like him don't feel anything".

"Just cause he cheated once doesn't mean he'll do it again!" Spencer spat.

Cleo huffed, glaring at him. "You are such a fucking idiot".

"Rude".

Cleo moved her eyes to the doorway, where she spotted Judas walking in. What the fuck, she thought.

"Is this the Gryffindor table?" Judas asked as he stared at Cleo and Spencer. Spencer nodded, smiling at Judas.

"How are you feeling, Valmont?" Spencer asked as Judas sat down beside him.

"Fine", Judas responded, his voice void of any emotion. Cleo looked at Spencer, who was watching Judas.

"Do you know that girl?" Spencer asked, pointing to the entrance. Judas turned to face the doorway, the girl with black hair walking in.

"No", Judas began. "But she seems familiar".

Cleo smiled as she cut her bacon, her eyes watching Judas. He was busy staring at Eve, trying to place a name on her.
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"Good afternoon students", Professor Dumbledore spoke as he stood at the front of the class. Tom stared ahead, looking at Eve every once in a while. He had a sense of resentment towards Dumbledore, but was happy that he was placed next to Eve.

"Good afternoon Professor", Tom responded back. His hand slowly made it's way to Eve's thigh, stroking the soft skin. He held it gently, occasionally squeezing it.

Eve looked up from her parchment, staring at Tom, who seemed unbothered by the fact that he was holding onto Eve as though he were going to lose her.

"Tom", Eve whispered. "What are you doing?"

"Making sure you don't run off", Tom smirked. Eve returned her attention to Dumbledore, who was rambling on about changing a cat to a crystal vase. Her eyes trailed around the room, meeting her eyes with a pair of deep blue.

Judas eyed Eve, the feeling of familiarity striking him the more he stared at her. Tom noticed this, sending a cold glare towards the blond boy.

"Does he not remember me?" Eve asked quietly, looking at Tom, whose hand was now playing with the lace hem of her panties.

"He doesn't remember anything", Tom replied. "May I?"

His fingers gently caressed her pussy lip over her underwear, applying pressure to her clit. Tom watched as she bit her lip, trying to focus on her school.

"Mhm", she gasped as she felt two fingers move her panties to the side, his slender and long fingers slowly rubbing her sensitive clit. Her eyes shot to Tom, who seemed very unbothered. She then picked up her quill, his fingers now slowly entering her. Her thighs spread a bit more, bottom lip caught between her teeth as a way to suppress any moans from exiting her mouth.

"Ms. Noir", Dumbledore spoke. "I would like you to change that cup on your desk into a toad".

"Of course Professor", Eve breathed as Tom's fingers curled, a moan being caught in her throat as she bit her bottom lip sharply. She began to speak out the spell, wand pointed at the cup.