Stuck With In A Book 2 |OC|Fanfic| Second Book

The Goblet Is Minor I Swear

The Champions of the Tri Wizard Tournament. A tournament between three wizardry school and not something I care about. However everyone did have to attend the reveal or the champions. No one under a specific age can compete. Harry doesn't fall into the allowed age category. Which Tom is upset with. The Champions being Victor Krum, some random girl who's name I didn't get cause I barely paying attention and Cendric Diggory.

However it didn't end there.

Somehow without anyone knowing how, Harry's name flared up and out of the flaming goblet. I looked at Tom but he was just as surprised. I watched Harry walk to Dumbledore looking unsure and uneasy. Rightfully so, after all he couldn't put his name in the cup. There's no way he could've. Even Riddle is unable to do such a thing. Welp not my problem.

Later however there was a problem. Tom appeared on my bed sweating and panting. I watched him for a moment. He cletched his teeth while gripping the wrinkled sheets.

"Uh Riddle what's wrong?" I asked thoroughly confused

"Someone is touching my diary a bit to much." Tom panted laying down on my bed.

"Okay so teleport to the general area?" I said seeing the diary was not near me.

"I can't in my curre-mmm condition."

"Fine I'll go find it....try not to bust on my bed." I said with a giggle as I exited my room.

Where would it be? I should probably check the most populated areas first. The courtyard, library and great hall should have our culprit. The courtyard should probably be first given the time. Classes are over and people tend to spend limited time in the courtyard this time of the year. After a rather mediocre look around the courtyard there was nothing.

Next the Great Hall there wasn't as many students as I thought there would be. There were small groups here there sitting at the different tables chatting amongst themselves. However there was nothing of interest to me.

I hope it's in the library. Come to think of it if someone from one the other schools took it back to their room, it wouldn't be until after night fall that we could get it back. Stepping into the library I saw that this wasn't going to be easy. Books were levitating every which way to return to their proper places, students were crowding over the desks and in between the narrow shelves. I found Alex and Victor hudled over some books.

"Come on Alex we have to get through this."

"Come on Krum, you know I'm no good at this!" Alex said starting with a mocking tone that quickly descended into a aggravated goblin voice.

"Hey inside voice Alex." I said walking up next to them "Have either of you seen Tom's Journal, he misplaced it and it's driving him mad."

"Oh yeah here." Alex pulled Tom's diary from his lap and handed it to me. "I saw Tom drop it in the Great Hall but I failed to catch him." I took the book and it was notably warmer than usual.

"You did your texture thing again didn't you?" I asked to which Alex only nodded. Alex is weird when it comes to certain textures. If there's one he likes he'll run his hands all over it for hours...wait, ha.

"It was helping me to focus a little, I mainly messed with the spine, I don't suppose you know where I can get one like it?" Alex asked

"As a matter of fact I happen to have some scraps left over from when I repaired it that you can have."

"That would be much appreciated, anything that can boost my focus is a god sent."

"Yeah well I gotta go return this to Tom before he busts a braincell trying to find it." I giggled Alex shushed me away and I headed back to my dorm. Now that think about it maybe he did bust something already. I stood outside of the door. I waited for some kind of sound, but everything was silent. I'm gonna guess he's calmed down.

Still something feels off.

I do what can to brush it off but my gut is telling me something's up. I take a deep breath and open the door. Tom is face down on my pillow. Nothing seems off. Nothing is looking out of place or anything. I guess I was overreacting. I closed the door and quietly wandered over to my desk. Tom didn't move or react in any way. I could see his body moving up and down meaning he's breathing. I gently place his diary down on my desk and go back to my studies. Few minutes into my studies Tom turned his head to look at me.

"Where was it?" Tom Questioned

"Alex had it and the reason he was...messing with it has to do with the texture of the book."

"Excuse me? That's a mood killer." He mumbled shifting on my bed.

"Aw were you hoping it was a cute girl? So sorry to disappoint." I teased I know that I shouldn't but Tom can go ahead and suffer a little, he deserves it after all.

"And if I was?"

"What would you have done with that knowledge?"

"Good point."

"Anyways I'm gonna do some light reading and you....might wanna get a handle on your...issue if it hasn't been solved yet."

"Wow can you sound anymore awkward about the subject, and how is it a issue?"

"Well... isn't a little uncomfortable?"

"Nope, I enjoy it and besides it's perfectly normal."

"That's true....wait what? You enjoy it?"

"Don't be so shocked yes my body is knotted, so to speak but I enjoy that feeling combined with the pleasurable heat."

"Huh can say as I know what that means but alright."

"I can try to explain if you want?"

"Go ahead."

"You know how you feel when someone grabs you hips or breathes in your ear?"

"Yeah"

"That feeling in your whole body and your body heats up, you move your hips to escape but just grind you thighs together, increasing the heat and pleasure as gentle knot begins to form in your lower torso, there's a intense need to have something hard enter you, you squirm further grinding your thighs tightly together as the knott become tighter, your body yearns for a sweet release of the knott but wants the pleasure to never end, you can't help it as your feel and warm liquid begin to form begging for more, this continues until something gives you your sweet release as the knott comes undone and you gentle thighs are cover in a warm coating, the knott finally released makes you wish for it to come back for that sweet feeling of release once more, you body now tired feeling relaxed and filled with a sweet pleasure."

"Huh that was very described."

"Did I explain that well enough thou?"

"Very much so."

:P