INTERMISSION (slytherin boys imagines)

Beauty ~TR

⚠️ SMUT  WARNING⚠️

How I spent my whole life without knowing what true beauty was I have no clue. My little crushes in my pubescent years could never amount to the piece of art that is Tom Riddle. A beautiful man that God's hands sculpted with women in mind; Tom Riddle is the definition of a fallen angel. Dressed in his slytherin robes, he walks around the castle with a certain glamour attracting everyone to him.

In the dead of night, when he thinks everyone is asleep, he lurks in the shadows; his darkest secrets coming out to play. In reality they're not secrets since he's not the only one who knows about his sinful activities. Unbeknownst to him, I follow his every step into the chamber of secrets where he uses parsel tongue to control the basilisk that he has become very fond of. Though he is a very powerful wizard, the power of not being seen is something he wouldn't know about. His beauty makes him the center of attention in every room; leaving you begging for more every time he even remotely looks in your direction.

Tonight, his routine is different. Instead of going straight to the chamber, he goes towards the library, letting himself in by just barely cracking the door open and sliding through. I trail behind him a minute later being as quiet as I possibly can, lowering myself so he doesn't catch me.

Looking around, a feeling in my gut tells me something's not right. It's too quiet. Too still. Too calm. He knows i'm following him, I must get out of here, now. I stand all the way up and go towards the door, pulling the handle to no avail.

"Where do you think you're going?" A deep voice asks from behind me. Wand in hand, I turn to look at the beautiful man behind me. "Just leaving." I respond curtly as I stare at his wand which is against my throat. "It's after curfew. You know better than to roam the halls after curfew, sweetheart." My body tingles at the name endearment. Coming out of Tom's mouth though, it sounds more like a death sentence.

"Would you mind not pointing your wand at me, Riddle. Makes it look like you're threatening me, which wouldn't help your plan now would it." I provoke him with that last bit so I can get a rise out of him. The shock going through him isn't noticeable unless you look closely. His nostrils flare the tiniest bit while his jaw flexes once and his eyes dilate. "I haven't any clue as to what you're talking about." He smiles through his lie, trying to charm and gaslight me like he does to everyone else. "Oh of course you don't know. I forgot it's not you that goes down to the chamber of secrets every night, it's not you that talks to the basilisk in parsel tongue, and it's also not you who is planning to start an army for your own gain of power. I completely forgot that was someone else." I sarcastically roll my eyes and shake my head as I reveal to Tom that i've been following him for much longer than he thinks I have.

Tom Riddle, the boy known for keeping his composure and having an answer to everything, is looking at me mouth agape and speechless as he processes the words that i've just spoken. "Now, you're going to put your wand down and let me leave here. You're not going to kill me because you know it'll ruin everything." I gasped out as the pressure of his wand slowly closes in on my airways. "How long have you been following me?" Tom seethes as he slightly eases the pressure of his wand off my throat. "Since you figured out where the entrance to the chamber was." I admit as I slowly try to back away from him. "Since then? That was ages ago. How did I not know." Tom seems lost in thought as he tries to figure out how I've been following him for so long without him noticing. Using this time, I silently cast a spell to open the door as I slowly slip out the library.

Back in my dorm, I try to pace my fast beating heart. He's going to kill me. I am a dead women. I knew I shouldn't have followed him into the library but damn my stupid mind for being obsessed with Tom Riddle. I won't be able to sleep a wink tonight knowing that he has all the plans to kill me slowly and painfully.