His Savior (Male ReaderX Draco, year 2)

Part 19

"Well, thank you for letting me nap. Georgie, Freddie, I will see you both later." (y/n) bowed towards the twins before taking his leave. He was quick to make it back to the common room and as expected, his uncle sat on his couch waiting for him. "Explain." Was all he said, Severus watched as his nephew took a seat next to him. "I was looking for something. I had to look for it when everyone was asleep or I'd look suspicious." The (h/c)ette decided not to lie. "What were you looking for?" Severus didn't like hearing any of this, it made him more anxious than he would ever let on but he knew how his nephew was.

He knew his nephew wouldn't tell him anything more than he already had. "I don't exactly know?" It came out like more of a question and the small male wanted to slap himself for it but there was nothing he could do now. "You do realize that sneaking out at night when there is bad things happening is what makes you look suspicious." Severus made a deadpan face, despite his worry he was finding this slightly amusing, "Not more suspicious than going into the girls washroom!" As soon as the words left his mouth (y/n)'s face turned red and he regretted everything he had ever done in life.

"Don't tell me you're a pervert, I thought I showed you better." Severus had a look of surprise on his face. This was something he didn't expect to hear and he wasn't sure how to handle it either. "I promise that I'm not. I wasn't in there snooping to try and see something. That's why I went at night. I didn't want anyone to think I was weird. I was only in there because I was investigating this whole chamber of secrets thing." There it was, the thing Severus didn't want to hear his nephew say. The more he investigated the more likely he was to get caught up in things he shouldn't. "I'm sure you're the last person I need to tell but be careful." with that the man took off. To him it was no secret that his nephew was the heir but to everyone else it was.

"How mean, he didn't even say goodbye or goodnight. I'll give him the silent treatment next time for sure." (y/n) stuck his tongue out at the door his uncle had just left through. After a few more moments of silence, he ordered more tea before taking the book out from his robe. He took the time to really examine it. He had noticed the engraving, he had hoped it meant exactly what he was thinking but still, he was skeptical. When his tea arrived he poured himself a cup and opened the book. At first it was blank and he was annoyed but shortly after the words 'hello (y/n) Riddle' popped up.

"Now this is weird, I don't suppose you want me to write back?" When no response was given he sighed since that meant he would actually have to get up and look for his writing items. He took a sip of his tea before he laughed slightly. He had no need to get up, the boy used accio in order to bring his stuff. He quickly wrote back 'are you my stalker?' he was curious to know if the voice was the book. 'I don't know if you can consider me, your uncle, a stalker' (e/c) eyes lit up upon reading that. There was no way he was right about this. 'Are you really him? What's your name then?' The boy was skeptical, this could be someone playing a prank on him. 'Tom Marvolo Riddle'

At this the boy gasped, it really was him. Then again when rereading the name he can't believe that they have the same middle name. 'They really tried to name me after you, huh?' To be honest it was just a joke but when the word 'yes' popped up he felt slightly offended. 'well I'm tired so I'll come back tomorrow' was all the
(h/c)ette said before getting up and going to his room. He wasn't actually tired. His nap had unfortunately brought him out of his sleepy state.

Instead of sleeping the boy read a book he had forgotten about. He had been given the book by his uncle and had started it but never finished it. For the rest of the night the boy spent his time with a warm yellow light coming from one of the torches he had near his bed and a good book. He hadn't realized how good the book truly was. When light flashed through the green watered window (y/n) got up yawning and left to get ready. This routine of his was one he did often when he couldn't sleep. Though most of the time the book reading was replaced with messing with a sleeping blonde.

Quickly doing his morning routine the boy finished before everyone could wake up. When he reached into his pocket to check his watch he saw that it was still way too early for anyone to be awake. After all, five in the morning was only when old people like Dumbledore were awake. Deciding to take another nap the boy went to the common room and found a spot to get comfortable in. Normally, he would sleep in his bed but his hair was still wet and he didn't want to lay down like that. After finding a good enough spot and position the boy closed his eyes, he thought about soothing things until the darkness under his eyelids seemed to get darker and the noise from the fire seemed to get more and more quiet. eventually he fell into a peaceful sleep, still slightly cold since he had forgotten a blanket.