His eyes widen slightly, and he feels a wave of panic as you mention the rumors about his blood status. The veritaserum takes effect, forcing him to answer truthfully.
"Yes, I've heard them," He mutters quietly, his grip on the armchair tightening.
You glance at his hand gripping the armchair tightly. "Really? Well what is it about? Tell me"
He clenches his jaw, desperately trying to fight back against the effects of the truth serum. But the potion is too strong, and he finds himself unable to lie.
"The rumors...they're saying I'm...a half-blood," He admits through gritted teeth, his eyes narrowing at you, silently cursing you for making him reveal the truth.
"Oh?" You grinned. "Then....is the rumor true?"
He feels a knot form in his stomach as you ask for confirmation. The veritaserum forces him to answer truthfully.
"Yes," He mutters through clenched teeth "Yes, the rumor is true. I'm a half-blood."
"Then why hate us muggleborns" you asked curiously.
The question hits him like a punch in the gut, and he feels a surge of anger mixed with shame. The veritiserum forces him to answer your question no matter how much he doesn't want to.
"I...I don't hate muggleborns..." He mutters, his voice low and reluctant.
You stared at him silently. Prompting him to go on.
He looks away from your intense gaze, feeling exposed and vulnerable. The truth serum is still working, forcing him to be honest even though he wants nothing more than to shut up.
"It's...it's complicated," He mutters, still struggling to maintain some measure of control.
You ignored him. "Who was the muggle born? Your father or your mother? As far as I know there isn't any wizarding family named Riddle. Must be your father then”
The question about his family hits him hard, and his eyes narrow slightly. The veritiserum leaves him no choice but to answer truthfully.
"My father," He mutters, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. The shame and anger he feels towards his muggle heritage are evident.
You smiled at him. "Thank you for answering"
He glares at you, feeling more exposed and vulnerable than he's ever been before. The veritiserum is still in full effect, and he can still feel the urge to tell the truth.
"Like I had a choice," He mutters, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Think of this as your punishment for following me back in hogsmeade"
He rolls his eyes at your comment, still trying to hold on to some measure of his pride.
"Right, as if being hexed, toyed with, chained up and forced to tell the truth against my will wasn't punishment enough," He mutters, his voice laced with frustration and annoyance.
"Geez lighten up will ya" you laugh lightily.
He huffs resentfully, clearly not amused by your casual attitude. He's still feeling the effects of the truth serum, and it's taking all his willpower to control his words.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize being subjected to truth serum was supposed to be a fun experience."
"And being followed secretly, threatening, getting beat up, messing with my work, and forcing me to do something, is?"
He opens his mouth to argue, but he realizes the truth in your words. He clenches his jaw, grudgingly admitting to himself that you have a point.
"Fine, I'll admit I was in the wrong for following you. But does that justify what you've done to me?" He mutters, his voice low and resentful.
"No. It's not" stares at your eyes. "but I'm not a saint. I'm a Slytherin, Tom. I was just being petty with you."
He scoffs at your words, not entirely convinced by your half-apology.
"Being petty...is that what you call it? You made me spill personal information against my will. You had me at your mercy all this time. That's more than just being petty, wouldn’t you say?”
"Maybe I did have gone too far. But that's just shows how much a Slytherin I am. A true Slytherin."
He huffs in irritation, reluctantly admitting that you have a point once again. He's starting to realize that you're not exactly a pushover. You may be a muggle-born, but you have a Slytherin's cunning and determination. He can't help but grudgingly respect your strength.
"Fine. I'll give you that. You're definitely a Slytherin through and through." He begrudgingly.
You smiled brightly. "Great! Now that I have your approval. I guess I can be honest with you then."
He quirks an eyebrow, curious to know what you're going to say. The veritaserum is still working, ensuring that he'll answer truthfully no matter what.
"Be honest with me, huh? How nice of you." He says, his tone slightly sarcastic.
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Mc finally says Riddle's name out loud!
Notice how he only admits to following mc being wrong? And he completely ignored the rest like it's supposed to be normal.
He definitely think that tailing mc himself was wrong and should've used his lackeys haha
Imagine Tom being forced to tell one of his dark secret by his crush he won't admit. Oh wait he did. Womp Womp 〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜p
Also, mc toootally knew everything already hahahaha. Just needed him to say it himself. Mc is low-key manipulative b*tch not caring for Tom's feelings. Wait for the gaslighting hahahah
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