𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

His Girl | Tom Riddle

Her eyes wandered through the classroom, fixing momentarily on the blackboard and on to the shelves stacked high with various objects. Pillows, books, quills and ink, rolls of parchment and a small potted plant, that, if she were any good at herbology, she would have recognised the black-stemmed, white-petalled flower as Moly.

"Psst,"  someone hissed and she turned to see the brunette boy smiling and flashing his dimples at her. "Need help, love?"

She smiled, replying, unaware of the dark haired boy watching her from two rows behind. His dark brown eyes narrowed in a cold stare as he watched the encounter between the ravenclaw and his girl.
Jealousy bubbled up in his throat and he clenched and unclenched his fists in attempted restrained.

The professor had dismissed class and while the other students filed out and the teacher hurried off to get ready for dinner, he sat slumped back in his seat, glaring daggers at the boy. Twirling his wand between his index and middle finger, he imagines casting a spell on him and watching him squirm. They'd see who was clenching their fists then.

When he saw his opportunity he picked up his bag, stalking up to the pair and slinging an arm around Y/n's shoulder. She immediately leaned into him still nodding to the boy twlling her his story as she stuffed her bag full with schoolbooks.

The boy nervously glanced between the two of them, his voice training of as he may Tom's icy stare, plainly telling him it was time for him to leave.
"Anyway, t'was nice talking to you Y/n, I-uh I gotta..." His voice trailed off and he nodded at both one last time before scurrying out of the now empty classroom.

"Tom," she was already turning to face him, her tone scolding as she send a knowing look his way, "you know he was just being ni—,"

He cut her off by taking her by the waist and leaning her back against the wall. She melted into his kiss, going weak as his arms snaked around her waist, squeezing every so often and making her jolt in his arms.
"Don't tell me he was just being nice," Tom growled, eyes menacing at the thought of the Ravenclaw having her attention again, but softening the moment they fell upon her, "he was obviously flirting with you. But you're my girl."

His girl.

She smiled and leaned up to kiss him softly again, soft lips pulling him into a deep embrace as she raked her nails over his arms, the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to show his muscular forearms.

She smiled mildly after pulling away a little breathless, "Fine, I won't talk or, in your opinion, flirt with Eddie if you stop showing off yourself. She tutted, letting her hand slide up and down his arms, squeezing them slightly before sending him a scolding look and doing up the first two buttons of his shirt again. "Can't have you telling me to stop showing off, if you can't either."

"Darling," he purred, leaning into her touch, "you know it's all just for you."
"Mhm, just for me." With a smile, Y/n tugged on his tie before turning away and holding out her hand, walking to the door towards dinner.

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urgh sorry for the slow updates guys, I have a lot on my plate rn with school and sports etc. but this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and i recently only discovered it so i edited it and, well here it is, tadaaa.

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~j.