Game

Truth pt,1 & pt,2

This a long chapter.
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Y/N Y/L/N POV

"I was thinking maybe we can revisit the muggle restaurant we went to before." I brought it up. " I really enjoyed it there."

"Me too," Tom smirked.

There was a dead pause.

"So are we talking about the food or.." Theodore cooed.

"The food, Theodore," I stated.

He gave me a thumbs up and a small nod.

"So..is that a yes?" I questioned.

"I mean, sure," Astoria joined.

"Why not." Mattheo chimed in.

"Perfect!"

I walked to the closet to get something to change into. My heart raced as my brain contemplated the different outcomes of the night. This death fairy really has a hold of my life right now. I don't even know if I feel safe anymore. Suddenly a creature that can possess an unlimited amount of people to do their bidding and for all we know can do much more is set to ruin my life. Honestly, why me?

I quickly got changed in the closet and stepped out to see everyone was still chatting.

"Hey! Come on, let's go!" I hurried.

Lorenzo and Theodore were digging in the snacks while watching Draco messing with the dolls, Astoria was testing the markers and pens, Tom was writing in his diary, Lola was opening up her make-up, Mattheo was sticking stickers to everything in sight, and Blaise was already halfway done with his DIY kit.

"Why is no one ready? It's like you guys want to die!" I shouted.

They all stopped what they were doing and looked up at me with confused faces.

"Die?" Tom questioned.

"YES...like...um..because I'm hangry and I want to go to the restaurant...NOW. Please?" I muttered out.

"Ok, ok," Lorenzo cooed.

I walked over to Tom and flopped onto the bed.

"You ok?" He asked.

I nodded.

Tom threw me the new diary I got him.

"You can draw in it if you'd like. I lied before, this diary looks gross. You can actually have it if you want." Tom confessed.

I giggled.

"I agree," I sighed.

Tom came towards me and kissed my lips. My legs wrapped around his waist and soon I was right on top of him. His smirk came out, causing my own smile. God, I love him.

"You're perfect." He whispered.

"I know," I whispered back.

Tom chuckled and sat up. I was now on his lap. He grabbed my waist, closing the gap between us.

"I don't care who can hear, I'm fucking you as hard as I can tonight." He spoke under his breath.

Butterflies rose and I squirmed in excitement. I missed him so much.

"Ok, then get dressed," I instructed.

I just want to get this night over with. I mean the worst that can happen is the death fairy could show up and possess everyone and create mass murder. But let's hope it's not the case. We should also cast anti-possessing charms on ourselves. Should've done that earlier.