Chapter 4

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Tom's POV:

I was never actually going to leave.

I just wanted y/n to realise that she's mine now and nobody else's. And that means no keeping diaries about how she used to feel for other boys.

To think her mouth has been on other pair of lip's that weren't mine.

" y/n will know I'm here" I say frustrated and sweaty.

I attempt to pull my hands free from the thick rope that I've been tied with against this chair but all it's causing is burns against my wrists.

" will she Tom?" Dumbledore asks, I hate how he's speaking me so calmly.

" yes! Y/n knows that I wouldn't leave her" I say through gritted teeth, half of our arguments has been because of me wanting to go with her.

Dumbledore repairs the broken chair in front of me before slowly sitting himself on it.

" I wish I could agree with you Tom... But I think you're wrong, take it from me, she's struggling to believe you love her"

I scoff and laugh at the same time, " that's absurd"

" is it so?" He asks, he clicks his fingers to reveal a cloud, it soon transfigures into what y/n is doing in this current moment, like I'm watching a video.

She's sat on her bed, teary eyed, holding my diary in front of her. It's not opened yet, she's looking at it like she wants to read it.

Y/n takes a deep breath as opens it, I watch her flick to the last few pages, the ones about her.

Y/n's POV:

If there's anything that can make me feel better about Tom ditching me, it's reading what he thought about me.

I immediately smile sadly when the first page I land on is a drawing of me. I never knew that Tom was quite the artist.

I'm not looking at him in the sketch, it looks like I was in the library or in class, my elbow is resting on the table, my chin rested in my palm, my quill on some blank paper, my eyes are looking up distracted.

It's a perfect drawing, I think I wish to look how I do here over how I do in person.

He's labelled it too, an arrow pointing from my face labelled ' porcelain skin' at the end.

My mouth labelled ' soft lips', my hair ' a honey scent but gets in my face too often', I chuckle.

I can't believe he done this in his free time, though it's a very Tom move to hand me this instead of telling me what he thinks out loud.

I get sad when I wonder if he still perceives me this way.

I get sad when I miss him. When I miss us in the other timeline.

Suddenly, Harry bursts through my dorm door and I'm disappointed when I look up and see it's not Tom.

I quickly tuck Tom's diary under my pillow but Harry doesn't seem to care, he's panting from running and I see sweat patches form in his grey t-shirt.

" what's wrong?" I ask.

" I might have been wrong" Harry says breathless.

" what? Why?" I ask hopeful, maybe he's starting to see the light.

" Dumbledore... he's not in his office, he always is at this time of night, he told me before that if I ever needed help but didn't want anyone else knowing to find him in his office at this time"

I look down at the ground, processing his words, " Tom left earlier"

Harry looks stricken with fear, " left? What do you mean left?"

" I mean he took my time turner, I didn't watch him use it, he just stormed out of my dorm"

" well Dumbledore isn't in his office, I waited, maybe he was using the bathroom... but he's not in the sleeping chambers either" Harry says.

" wait" I say.

" why were you going to Dumbledore anyway?"

Harry freezes, blush of embarrassment forms in his nose.

" Harry! Were you going there to tell him everything I told you?!"

" I'm sorry?! Okay?! I didn't believe you, I wasn't going to snitch", I roll my eyes.

" I wasn't going to snitch! I swear, I was just going to ask him questions about it" he says blabbing.

" whatever" I say over it, " do we think Dumbledore maybe has found Tom?"

Harry sighs, " I don't know... I don't have a good feelings about this, but maybe I just feel sick because this is not who I imagined Dumbledore to be"

" if Tom is in danger..." I say thinking of the worst.

Harry laughs a little, " I can't imagine Voldemort being captured, not with his wicked ways"

I give Harry the side eye while he pushes up his glasses.

" sorry" he says, " still getting used to it"

" maybe Dumbledore just spotted Tom, Tom escaped and now he's only looking around for him" he suggests.

" Tom can't wander around the castle, hiding, he's not safe" I say worried.

" well... I still have my Dad's invisibility cloak"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 12, 2022 ⏰

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