Tied [A Tom Riddle Story]

13. Home

Sela

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[Warning: *mention* of sexual assault]

Her and Tom sat in silence for the whole ride. She even took a nap on his shoulder. She might have even drooled. But if she did, he does not tell.

 
She knows it was dreadful for the both of them. He does not want to return to the orphanage. She does not want to return to her father.

He had stopped laying his hands on her now, though he would abuse her with his words.

'I shall visit as much as I possibly can'

 
Was what she wanted to say to him. But it was too early for her to admit such words.

 
Tom has changed plenty over the years. He was not the boy who first came to her in the park.

 
He is capable. Capable of something more. Of reeking havoc upon the world as he ages.

 
She does not want to admit it but she is frightened of his capabilities. Was she lucky to have been on his good side since the start.

What she loves about who they are is that they do not need to utter questions. With one look, they know how another feels. It was as beautifully intuitive as that.

Sela gathered all her items atop the troller. 

They did not bid goodbye as they usually do.

 
They were simply taking a break.

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She is determined to do muggle study for her next term at Hogwarts. She is not fascinated by them, rather she appreciates how they live and survive on the daily with no magic. It was just their existence and their inventions. She also appreciates much of their inventions. Like the cinema. It is brilliant how you can all see those wonders on a huge screen. How she wishes it's a thing in the wizarding world.

She is not 17. In fact she had only turned 16 recently. But being a bright witch that she is. And with her 'a witch without a wand' secret status. Apparition comes easy to her. It is an uncomfortable journey but here she is, in front of the mansion. Hesitating to even get inside.
She does not wish to see her father. Not with all the things he has done and said to her.
She stepped foot through the door anyways.

"Why yes Sela, come. Perfect time for dinner are we?"

She looked down to see Kiri the house elf, set plate and utensils on the opposite side of the table.

"I am not hungry, sir."

As she begins to walk away her father spoke with gritted teeth.

"Sit. Down." Sela had stopped in her track and complied.

"How was school? Have you and Avery had gotten close?"

"No sir."

"And why not? I find you two to be a perfect match. Although I don't see it as something too surprising. You turn on your heels as soon as the boy walks forth." He scoops a spoon of soup into his mouth.

The boy rather enjoys to annoy her rather than having any romantic feelings towards her. And to imagine being arranged to marry such a boy. She'll be dead of exhaustion as she knows it.

 
Avery is not the boy she fancies.

"It is quite bizarre don't you think? That filthy boy you met as a child, happens to be a wizard himself. My, have Hogwarts fallen. A mudblood is now able to be sorted into the house of Slytherin." He then continues to tend to his meal.

"He is not a muggle but rather a Gaunt. He is of pure blood, the direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself. Do not insult him again."

 
"Was that a command?"

"Yes."

Her father nods in acknowledgement.

Two hands is slammed on the table as he got up from his seat.

Slowly, he walks towards her.

Like he always does.

Her father kneels by her chair and chuckles.

"So what if he's pure? Where is his wealth. The Gaunts lost their relevancy ages ago. They worth nothing."

It was simply something he does to win an argument. He never wants to lose.

"And how dare you try to command me. I insult who I want. I. Do. What I want." He grabbed her face.

 
"You have no voice nor power to command me!"

"You fucking twat." She looked at her father with anger as she utters those words. And the first time ever, she's defying her father.

"Hogwarts has taught you nothing but the art the disobedience... I see."

 
"I always thought you, to be exactly like your mother but I was wrong. But you do have her features." He lets out an amused sound.

"Marian, was a pleasurable entertainment. Until you killed her of course. You, killed my toy through your existence."

"Would you like to know of our love story? I'm sure you would." He lets go of her chin.
"We met at Hogwarts of course. What a sweet girl from another noble family. So youthful, so bright. I had to ruin it. You know what I did? I raped her."

Her eyes widens.

"Yes indeed. She, of course did not want to ruin herself and her family's reputation. She kept her mouth shut as I intended. Then I forced her to wed me. After that, it was pure bliss. She stopped struggling. And it is when I knew that I broke her." He begins to chuckle.

Her tears kept on falling and her heart kept on beating faster and faster and faster.

 
Her father never lies.

He grabs at her face again.

"Be careful with your mouth, or shall I throw you deep in the same fate. Many gentlemen awaits."

He got off the floor before leaving.

Her beautiful mother.

She needs to be out of here.

She needs to be out of here.

She needs to be out of here.