Harry Potter One Shots :)

30. Absolutely *tomriddle* !Muggle Boarding School AU!

Description: You are a Slytherin. Christmas is around the corner, and most of the Slytherin's stay at school during holiday's, so you're only there to plan the party for the whole school.
Warnings: Cussing
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"Ok party people! We have a lot to do!" You yelled out amongst the people who came to help,

"Emilia! I'm going to need you to get the caterers here on time!" The timid girl nodded furiously as you barked orders.

"Christopher! Can you check on the lights and special effects!" You screamed towards the hot nerdy kid (iykyk).

"Last but certainly not least, Michael! Make sure the band is booked!" He nodded as you jumped from the auditorium stage.

"That's all guys! Go out and make magic!" You grabbed your stuff and planner and headed towards the door.

You grabbed the icy steel handle and flung open the heavy metal doors. A pale white hand snaked it's way between the doors just before they closed.

"Hold it, Y/l/n." You heart stopped when you the stern voice ran through your ears. You debated whether or not to help him.

"Before my fingers smash preferably!" He exclaimed loudly as the doors were swinging closed. You rushed to the doorway to pull the doors open.

His tall muscular body stepped out in a black turtleneck and white jeans.

"Why wouldn't you open the door for your boyfriend?" He asked slightly amused. Your eyes narrowed.

"Because he was supposed to be at home and didn't tell me he was coming, plus before he left I heard about a certain blonde." Grumbling as you hit his shoulder when you walked angrily past him.

He smirked as he fell in step with you.

"Joy?" He laughed. Your fury was fueled by the way he said her name but chose not to respond.

"You do know that I hate her? Just cause she's your best friend doesn't mean I would like her. And the rumors she started."

He softly said realizing how mad you were. Your eyes widened,

"What? Really?" You asked hurt.

"She said it was payback for taking her guy in second year." He chuckled sadly. Your fury grew for someone else now.

"Well, fuck her. I'm sorry for..." you began trailing off. He smiled.

"For?" He laughed.

"No. Stoppp." You wined. Once again his lips turned up and so did yours even though you tried to hide it.

He pulled you to his chest.

"Why don't we rest for a bit, love?" He asked kissing the top of your head.

"I have so much to do..." you said sadly.

"Fuck it." You softly said smiling and looking up at him.

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*at the dorm*

"So what do you want to do?" Tom asked. You smirked.

"We could Netflix and chill?" You suggested. His eyes widened because you had never so much as had a long kiss.

"I'm down, if you are..." he mumbled. You giggled (author: i'm so sorry) and grabbed his belt, pulling him to you.

He returned the kiss more passionately and hungrily. You slowly moved onto his lap, straddling him. Suddenly, you started grinding against him. He groaned deeply.

"Just like that..." he moaned. You were even more turned on as you heard his quiet pleas.

"Tom, shirt." You ordered pulling at his shirt.

He slipped it off chuckling darkly. You ran your hand over his six pack. You knew he was muscular from beach trips but up close and personal was different.

"Yours too." He ordered, unbuttoning your shirt. You helped getting it off easier, leaving you only in a bra on top.

Suddenly, you heard the door to your floor open.

Freaking out you both whipped on your clothes. You threw him his pants scrambling around. Someone knocked on the door right as you straightened out your shirt.

"Coming! Hide.." you hissed the last part at Tom.

He ducked in your bathroom, closing the door and turning the light off.

Michael appeared at the door as you opened it. You smiled still a little flustered.

"Are you alright?" He asked seeing you out of breath and red faced.

"Absolutely!" You said a little too quickly. He looked at you weird and nodded.

"Anyways, band cancelled. You need to get a singer by tonight." You sighed.

"Ok, thanks for letting me know. " you smiled.

"He babe, I think your out of towels." Tom said walking out of your bathroom.

Yours and Michael's eyes widened. You started making signs with you eyes.

What on earth are you doing!?

He smirked slightly.

Screw you.

"Oh hey, you're Michael right? Cute." He said provokingly looking Michael up and down.

Michael's eyebrows furrowed.

"Uh, yeah well nice to meet you I guess." He said unsure.

"Right! Band cancelled, I will look into that Mike. Thanks!" You frantically sped through.

Tom stepped in.

"I'll do it." You whipped your head to look at his icy eyes.

"I'll be your singer." He challenged.

Michael rolled his eyes.

"Can you actually sing?"  He asked amused. Tom's eyes narrowed, threatened.

"Absolutely."

That's how Tom riddle ended up singing at your boarding schools Christmas party.

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"I'm dreaming of a White Christmas," He sang out loud. He made eye contact with you as his voice laced through your ears.

You smiled internally, having no idea that he could sing. It made him so much hotter.

He jumped off stage when he was done. As the slow song started he pulled you outside.

"You left the door ajar." You said smirking.

"I know." He smiled, slipping his cold hand in yours as you danced towards your dorm.

You gave him a funny look. He smiled.

"So we can hear the music silly." He hid his smirk. You pulled him towards your door.

* * *

He pulled you onto the bed with him, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"Who are you and what have you done with Mr. Riddle?" You laughed, unused to the affection.

"I guess Mrs. Riddle has made me soft." He hid his face in your hair. You smiled.

"Mrs. Riddle, huh?"  You softly said, not wanting to ruin the peace.

"Uh-huh." He answered, kissing your head.

"I love you, Mr."

"I love you, Mrs."

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Lil holiday special for ya. Hope you like it.