Professor Riddle's favorite

7

I don't recognize myself in the mirror, two thick red lines run across my face, mascara coats my cheeks in the shape of the tears that ran down them. My lips are redder than normal and my hair looks like birds tried to make it their home. Right now I can't face anyone and not even myself in the mirror. I shuffle back to my bed and crawl far under the covers so that Pansy can't see my face when she comes into the room after dinner. Tomorrow I will call in sick, although the lines on my face will probably be barely visible, but my conscience is still not cleared ,my friends will ask questions that I have no lies for at the moment. No one can ever know what happened and they probably wouldn't believe it if i tell them because it's so absurd and yet I would do it again. After today I only crave his touch more, the game he plays makes me want more and he knows that. He calls himself a bad person and his strange fantasies somewhat confirm it, but then I am a bad person too because i enjoy it. That enjoyment is accompanied by a conscience that is starting to gnaw more and more but still not enough to stop all this. My stomach is growling, but I can't go into the main hall like this, especially now that everyone knows where I was.There's a rumbling sound under my bed and, thinking it's Pansy's annoying cat, I lower my head over the side of the bed until I'm face to face with a snake whose head is almost as big as mine. In blind panic I stand on the bed screaming and trying to keep myself still to prevent anyone from coming to see what is going on. The absurdly large sized beast comes out from under the bed and I pray to Merlin that I'm hallucinating and this isn't really happening. The snake slowly slides across the bed and I squeeze my eyes shut, preparing myself for a painful death until I feel something on my foot and I carefully open one eye. A white folded note lies on my foot after which the snake disappears back under my bed. I stand on the bed for a few more seconds to make sure it isn't a trap and then I carefully look under the bed to see that the snake has disappeared.I sit on the bed and open the note that is hidden in my sheets. "There is food at the door and drink the potion, it will help your condition." I walk to the door, which I open a crack to see if there is anyone in front of the door or in the common room who can see me, after which I look at the floor and see a tray with food and a blue drink. I don't have to wonder who it is from and open the door enough to pull in the tray, after which I sit at my desk and immediately start eating since I'm practically starving after just breakfast this morning. The drink smells horrible and when I hold it closer to my nose I have to do my best not to gag, how ironic he makes me gag again. I decide to hold my nose and drink the cup in one go, after which I continue eating and don't feel much difference before I drank the potion.What should he do with a snake bigger than me and maybe even him, the animal is certainly dangerous. I look back, thinking back to the snake, afraid that the beast will return.For a bad person, this is a pretty nice move , except the snake.When I am sure that there is no more food on the tray, I decide to go to the bathroom to finally freshen up and see in the mirror that he was right and the lines on my face have indeed disappeared, my skin has never looked so good.After a hot shower where I hoped that my guilt towards my friends would flow down the shower drain with the water, I open the bathroom door to see that Pansy is sitting on her bed crying."Draco?" She nods and covers her face with her hands, after which she starts to cry even harder. Somewhat uncomfortably, I sit next to her on the bed and put an arm around her. "I'm sure things will turn out fine." She shakes her head no and looks at me while she is still crying hysterically including snot. "Not this time I can feel it." Actually, I don't feel like her bullshit at all, especially not right now when I'm still trying to process what happened today with Riddle and the snake that was just under my bed. The only good thing about her breakup with Draco is that I won't be sleeping alone tonight if the snake comes back.“It's worked out every time.” I have no idea what to say and I don't feel like thinking about her relationship with DrayDray. "Try to sleep and talk to him tomorrow." She drops dramatically onto the bed and I do my best not to let on how I really feel about the situation when I'm in an even more ridiculous situation myself. I pull the blanket out from under her and place it over her, after which I crawl into my own bed and turn the light off. "Thank you." I didn't expect Pansy to ever thank me and the fact that she thanks me for something so small immediately shows how low her standards are. "No problem, sleep well."It doesn't take long before snoring comes from the bed next to me, she must be exhausted from watching over Draco in the infirmary only to be dumped afterwards. I turn around and close my eyes.

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The blanket slowly slides off the bed and it is still pitch black outside. Afraid that the snake has come back to finish it off, I jump up from the bed and look past me at Pansy who is snoring with her back to me. When I open my mouth to call her a large hand covers my mouth "Shhh." He slowly lets his hand slide from my mouth as my eyes adjust to the dark room and I quickly see who is standing in my room again. "she'll wake up soon." I whisper through my teeth and the white teeth that form a grin become visible and come closer and closer until his nose touches mine. "Then this is a good lesson for you to be quieter." His voice sounds even better when he whispers and gives me goosebumps again. He slowly pushes me back onto the bed with his forehead, so I can clearly see how much taller he is than me now that he is leaning over me. I turn my head to look at Pansy, afraid that she will wake up and see the Professor hanging above me in our bedroom. His hand slides over my body. "You like tension, don't you?" I look back at the man hanging above me, whose face becomes clearer the more my eyes adjust to the dark. "Yes, but I'm afraid she'll wake up." His hand slides between my legs and he presses his lips to mine. "That depends on how quiet you are." He breaks the kiss so that my only tool to stay quiet is gone too. With both hands he pulls the thong that formed a barricade between his hand and my throbbing heat is broken. Pansy stirs and my heart starts to pound as he grins at my fear that he seems to feed off of.His cold hand slides up and down between my legs and my breathing quickens, I clamp my lower lip between my teeth and squeeze my eyes closed. His hand stops at my clit and when he starts to rotate gently I bite my lip harder, breaking the skin. "You're doing better than I thought." I squeeze my legs together which he quickly notices and he pushes them open with both hands. "Don't get shy now." He puts his arm down on my legs so I can no longer hide from him and slowly lets two fingers penetrate my warmth and starts moving quickly. It's impossible to control myself and my hand grabs his back that is covered with his blouse and I dig my nails through it into his skin. He moves even faster and I bite my lip so hard that I taste blood, he leans over and his tongue touches my oversensitive clit and an unprecedented sensation flows through my body. My other hand finds its way to his hair, which I pull in the hope of making him suffer in some way. I feel an orgasm coming "Please wait."I feel him grin and his head rise as his fingers keep the rhythm. "Now it really gets fun." He lowers his head again and my orgasm rolls over me like a wave, with my lips pressed I throw my head back and I am sure that my nails have broken the skin on his back. My body convulses from the pleasure it experiences and he rises to press his lips against mine which saves me. I can still taste myself on his lips as his finger helps me through my orgasm. The blood on my lips doesn't seem to bother him because his tongue rolls over my lower lip. He comes up while I look up sweaty and breathless ,his hair is a mess and he looks beautiful now that his curls are not tightly styled. He puts the blanket over me and stares at me while I'm unable to say a word. "I have to admit, you did a good job." I smile because of his compliment and the fact that he is always able to surprise me with what comes out of his mouth. He stands awkwardly next to the bed and I wonder what is going through his mind at this moment. “See you in a few days Mrs. Selwyn.” He walks to the door and I want to know what he means by a few days but since Pansy is still in the same room I can't shout for him to wait and I can't do anything but watch him leave the room.