I love him ~~ Tom Riddle

Chapter nine

1942

Tom furiously glared down at his Knights of Walpurgis.
Idiots! Tom thought.
"I should kill you all." Tom spat at the boys who were cowering in front of him with their heads held low. They were all petrified at the thought of Tom angry and right now he was stood before them blood thirsty.

"If it wasn't for me, use would be Azkaban." Tom hissed at them. "Using an unforgivable curse in the middle of the day with feathers crawling around. How stupid are use?" He asked.

"Riddle we-" One of the boys started to say but stopped when Tom looked in his direction.

The rest of the boys felt relieved yet frightened. Relieved because Tom would be punishing the foolish boy who stepped up yet frightened of Tom unleashing his wrath on him.

Tom mockingly raised his eyebrows at Dolohov, the one who talked.

"Leave!" Tom ordered the rest of the students, without taking his glare of Antonin. He already held hatred towards him because of his infatuation with Adelaide. But now he thought he could excuse his foolish actions, Tom was livid.

"So you think you're pathetic actions can be excused, Dolohov?" Tom asked with a maliciously evil grin.

"No, Riddle." Antonin whimpered. His whole body was tense, he was just waiting for the pain to appear in hope that he could be prepared. But one never could when facing riddle.

"Oh." Tom said. "Then I must of misheard when I thought you spoke up."

Dolohov was trapped, there was no way of getting out of this one.

"Crucio." Tom sinisterly whispered.

Antonin's body crashed to the floor. He was rigid yet his body was squirming in unusual ways.

"Tom!" A voice screamed and Tom immediately stopped his torturing. "What are you doing?" Adelaide shouted and rushed over to Antonin.

Tom glared as Adelaide hugged Antonin and started to check for injuries. He was furious.

"Go, Dolohov." Tom ordered through gritted teeth.
The boy tore himself from Adelaide's comforting hug and scrambled away with painful whimpers escaping his lips.

"Tom.." Adelaide said, her eyes were glistening with fury.

Tom sneered at her before storming away.

But Adelaide wasn't going to let him get away with it.

"Hey!" Adelaide shouted to him.
Tom didn't listen or stop. So Adelaide, not wanting to be pathetic and curse him with his back turned, took off her shoe and flung at him. It hit him straight in his back.

Tom slowly turned around making Adelaide immediately regret her decision but she stood her ground with her head held high.

She regretted her decision even more when Tom started striding towards her. And then she wished she just shut up and went to bed when Tom forcefully pushed her against the castle wall.

He roughly grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. His body was pressed against her so she couldn't escape or even move.

Adelaide didn't want to seem weak so she didn't cower away she looked up at him.

His eyes were black with rage and his face was stern and malicious. But despite the fact that his eyes were black, Adelaide couldn't help but still see the blue. She needed someone to come and save her from drowning in them. The conclusion Adelaide could come up with about toms eyes was that there were sirens in them. The sirens that lured and tricked her soul into falling in love with Tom. She didn't care though.

Adelaide wanted to curse herself when he mind was commenting how hot this was right now, minus the fact that he probably wants to kill her.

Tom didn't say anything he just glared at her, hot stream came from his nose and she couldn't hear his teeth grinding.

Tom shut his eyes for a second and pressed his lips together, trying to calm down.
He didn't actually want to hurt her, did he?

He opened his eyes and parted his lips to speak but Adelaide interrupted him by placing her mouth on his.

Tom responded straight away like it was a habit. His mouth moulded against hers in a perfect endowment.

Tom ripped his mouth away from hers and looked down at her in disgust. What was he doing?

Adelaide looked up at him in hurt and confusion. Tom looked at her. She was beautiful, her perfect brown eyes and her lips.

He placed his mouth back on hers.

He couldn't think of reason, why he shouldn't be doing this?

Adelaide was his and it was about time he claimed her.