Professor Riddle's favorite

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You would expect me to have nightmares but they are dreams about him finally making me his. His cold body on mine, my hands in his curls, his soulless eyes staring into mine, his large hands full of veins wrapped around my neck as he stretches me and I slide my hands over his back and dig my nails into his skin. Obsession fills my body a little more every day, obsession with who he is, his mysteriousness, his punishments despite the scars they leave behind both physically and mentally, I want more. It's like I get to know a new version of myself the more I get to know him, a side caused by neglect and shame.a side filled with anger towards everyone who didn't want me, who neglected me and saw me as inferior, while Professor Riddle sees me as worthy, as his own.My friends are great but could never fill that void, busy with their own future and their own relationships I would be left alone again, but not anymore. As if I have been saved by someone who has everything I was looking for, excitement, beauty, the urge to make me his. Also afraid that he will leave me and therefore able to push my own boundaries more and more.“You come with me.” The only scary thing after Riddle or my so-called foster mother is an angry Hermoine. Without struggling, I let myself be pulled along by my arm by the fiery red-haired girl with the strength of a lion. She pulls me into an empty classroom and crosses her arms on her chest. "I thought I was your best friend? Pansy is spreading the word that you are damaging yourself." I closed the door this morning, assuming she hadn't seen anything, she didn't say anything about it and she clearly didn't see what was really on my butt.I know I should lie now but I can't, I've already hidden so much from her. "I uhmm well it's like this uhmm." Her eyes spit fire as they slide over my body looking for evidence, her eyes stop at my skirt and Pansy has apparently informed the crowd about the place as well. “Show it.” She comes closer and I back away. “That's not possible.” I try to smile at my best friend who is about to undress me with her own hands. "If you want this friendship to last, show me now." I don't want to lose her, with her I will also lose Ginny. I slowly turn around and hesitate when I grab my skirt, but I also know that Hermoine will keep her word, I slowly lift my skirt and look over my shoulder at Hermoine, whose mouth falls open after which she puts her hands over her mouth and her eyes move from my butt to my eyes. I slowly lower my skirt and turn around with tears in my eyes. "Sorry."
I know she will make the connection or has already made it. It feels like all the guilt I've been hiding flows over me like a wave and I feel like I'm suffocating as tears leave my eyes. "I'm really sorry, I couldn't say anything."She puts her arms around me and I push my face into her hair. "Please say something." I feel her heartbeat against my chest. "I don't know what to say, I will always be there for you, but I think you are making an irreversible mistake by staying with him any longer." He's like the faceless man in your dreams, you don't want to wake up. "I can't stop it." She sighs deeply, she knows it's too late. “At least be careful please.” I nod into the gap between her shoulder and neck where I hide in shame surrounded by her wild hair.relieved that someone now knows about my situation, Hermoine had a suspicion for a long time, which has now been confirmed and despite my relief, I know that Riddle will be anything but relieved."I won't be able to look at him normally in class." She laughs to make light of the situation and I appreciate her for it. I lift myself up and smile back at the friend who has always been there for me. I hook my arm in hers as we walk silently out of the room and join the crowd of students in the hallway on their way to the lesson of the Professor I just betrayed.With every step I feel the lump forming in my throat getting bigger, I walk into the room, almost unable to breathe. Afraid that he knows it, sees it, His eyes fall on mine and I know they are unreadable and I can't find out if he already knows. He stares at me while I sit at a table at the back of the classroom, completely focused on him.A grin appears on his face, he knows, fuck. I turn my gaze to my book as my heart begins to pound.His voice, which sounds like music to my ears, fills the quiet room, afraid to turn my gaze upward, I see him walking through the classroom from the corner of my eye. The closer he gets, the more tension builds up in my body, he stops in the middle of the last tables in the row where I am sitting and turns the other way, I take a deep breath of relief knowing that my fate has been postponed for a while.He walks around with the book in his hands and now that his voice sounds further away I dare to look up, all the students ,frozen sitting in their desk.I look at the Hufflepuff student next to me who is staring into view, I gently touch her to see that she is not reacting. I hold my hand under her nose. "They're still breathing, don't worry." I look at the man leaning against the desk with his sleeves rolled up and his legs crossed.Another grin appears on his face as he looks around the room. “What did you do?” He comes up and walks down the stairs. "Think of it as a little break Mrs. Selwyn, Time is more easily manipulated than anything else." He pushes a student out of his school desk who falls to the floor in the same position he was sitting behind the desk.His long body seems to be coming towards me in slow motion. I sink down on the bench, knowing that this means I am alone with him. "I'm sorry." He stops behind me "Don't worry, your friend has allready forgotten your little conversation, just like the rest of the students who were informed by Miss Parkinson including herself, but I haven't."His hand rubs my back as he leans forward. "I haven't forgotten, bend over the table Mrs. Selwyn."I slowly get up while his hand is still resting on my back and when I am almost completely on my feet he pushes me forward hard, causing my ribs to hit the table and me not being able to breathe for a few seconds. He roughly lifts my skirt up and rubs the letter on my buttock with his thumb. He fumbles with his belt and I try to look back before his hand pushes my head back "Shall I make you mine in a class full of fellow students, you actually dont deserve it."A hard blow follows on my butt and I dig my nails into the wooden school desk. He pulls down my thong that dangles around my ankles and I close my eyes, my fingers ache from the force exerted again in anticipation of what is to come. He spreads my butt with his hands. "With a snap of my finger I can ensure that everyone in this room sees what I am doing with you." I feel his length pressing against my butt and I lower my head.Lust fills my body and I don't see anyone sitting around me anymore, I just want him to do one thing. I no longer feel him against my buttock and prepare myself for the moment he thrusts forward. “I said you didn't deserve it.” I slowly open my eyes and see him standing against the desk with his hand up, he grins and snaps his finger. “What are you doing Mrs. Selwyn?” thirty eyes turn my way as I sit down on the bench in shame. It feels cold against my throbbing heat and I look down at my ankles where my thong is still hanging around them. I bend forward "Mrs. Selwyn, please keep your eyes on me." I grit my teeth "I need to grab something sir." I try to control my anger that is powerless against him. "You can also do that after class." He grins and continues his lesson while my warmth beats just like my heart, left in longing and anger I stare at him.Hermoine sees that something is going on but she can't seem to place it, she can't remember our conversation this morning so I'm on my own again. And when the lesson comes to an end I put my bag on my shoulder and watch as all the students leave the room and I wait to follow the last one but not before turning to the Professor. "Im done." He doesn't look at me and scofss "You're not." I look at the door that is still open and the students moving noisily across the hallway. "I am, ridiculous game in which you only embarrass me." He looks up and I try to control my face"I'm telling you that you're not done , Don't test me and accept that you have no say in this , youre mine deal with it."