GOD KILLERS. Tom Riddle

21. Impulsiveness gets people killed

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
IMPULSIVENESS GETS PEOPLE KILLED

TOM STORMED UP TO AUGUST AFTER THE PARTY ENDED, HIS EYES SHINING WITH SOMETHING. Anger? August wasn't too sure.

"You did well." He said and August almost got whiplash from his sweet words.

"Really?" he questioned with a relieved laugh.

"Yes! Of course Augustine," He said in disbelief, "you did well, I thought you would've killed him then and there, I know I would've," Tom said proudly, a smile cut across his face, an approving smile that made August stood all that more straighter with pride.

"Come on, let's get out of here, Juliet bored me senseless in there," Tom joked and August let out a laugh. He must've shrugged off what he saw when August kissed Olive.

"Oh, I need to go to the infirmary first," August spoke suddenly, mad that he'd ruined their joke and Tom raised a brow, "why?" He shot back.

"Um, I don't really feel that well, gonna ask for a sleeping draught," August lied. He wouldn't tell Tom what he was actually doing. No, he'll find out in the morning, when Jasper is no where to be seen.

"Don't want you to be bedridden again, as much as I liked getting your work for you," Tom said shaking his head.

"See you," and he's gone down the Dungeon halls to the slytherin room with Theo, who prior to their conversation, was kissing Flick goodbye.

That just left August alone. (Ish.)

He had only gotten a couple of steps towards the stairs when he heard them.

He turned his head at the sound of speaking, speaking in quiet hushes. And surprisingly, the sounds of kissing.

He peered down the corridor, staring at the two figures, one significantly taller than the other, his long dark hair fell into his face but he could spot who it was; Sanguini.

But with who?

He walked slowly towards them, curiosity getting the better of him, inching closer. Seeing the way Sanguini was on the others neck, not biting it thankfully, but kissing rather sweetly.

The other person bent their neck even further back, and August almost gasped at who it was— it was Bunny.

Bunny's hands ran through Sanguini's hair as he kissed him, pulling his head that bit closer. August felt something at the pit of his stomach, he wanted to inch closer, feel what he's feeling.

Then Bunny opened his eyes.

"Oh, hello August." He said casually as he spotted him. his bruised up neck sticks out proudly as Augusts eyes trailed down his figure. Sanguini jumped a little startled before regaining his composure of elegance at seeing August.

"I- I'm sorry," August stuttered out, face hot with embarrassment, his eyes went anywhere but Bunnys bruised neck.

Sanguini leaned against the wall, running a ring adorned hand through his hair, bored of the scene in front of him, so Bunny whispered something to him. He murmured something back before he stalked off down the other halls.