Libidine. (Tom Riddle x Reader)

vi. Psycho Killer

Psycho Killer - A psychopathic killer, especially as represented in fillers or popular fiction. Also a song by the Talking Heads.

A/N - This might be kind of like a filler chapter, mostly from Tom's POV for how he is feeling right now. I am a little unmotivated, but when I write, it usually reflects my feelings, and I am in quite the emotional writing mood. Hope that isn't a big trouble. Just fluffy, wholesome content for you all. :)

I heard Tom calling out my name, but I didn't look back. I kept running. Soon enough, I ended up at the common room. When I reached the stone wall, I quickly said "Pureblood", the new password.

As the entrance finally opened, I went straight to my dormitory, and shut the door. Obviously no one else was up. It was extremely late now. I had no idea how to feel. Tom was blaming a younger student for something he didn't do, and I realized that soon enough, Hagrid would be expelled, and his wand would be snapped. I began to worry that Tom was going mad. Or perhaps he had something awful in mind. He was rather quiet, and he was always writing in his journal. Maybe that had something to do with his whole plan?

I felt the warm tears slowly roll down my cheek. I never cried. I hated to cry, and I seemed to curse, and whisper out terrible words while I did it. It made me feel so very weak. I wasn't weak. I was a Malfoy. Tom made me weak, and now he was scaring me. I was beyond scared. I had no idea what he was up to, and it scared me. He was putting himself in danger.

Although I despised crying, I silently cried myself to a rather peaceful slumber that night, until of course Tom came in.

TOM'S POV

As soon as I saw her behind that large pillar, I knew she knew everything. She knew I was behind it all, but she didn't know how. How I petrified the mudblood students, and even killed one. Her E/C eyes reflected fear, and pain. Something that no one else ever saw from her. She bottled up her emotions. As a Malfoy, she couldn't just show her feelings, or else people would think she was weak. I understood that feeling. I was not weak. I was powerful. She made me weak, which is why I pushed her away from me for months. I had plans. Plans to become the most powerful dark wizard there will ever be. As soon as I achieved dividing my soul into Horcruxes, then I would've been on my way to my goal. I sat on the steps next to the common room, my head in my hands. I was beyond stressed out over this. I can't believe I let myself hurt her like that.

Why did I feel hurt when I looked into her eyes? The eyes that held all the warmth that I've ever felt in my life, and the ones that belonged to the same girl who held the title of my first kiss. The only girl who I could possibly love. I never felt love. Everything was cold to me before her. Although she might be seen as cold, she was the warmest person I've met. Her smile stood out in any room. I didn't know why I felt this way. I couldn't possibly be in love with Y/n Malfoy, could I? I didn't think I could feel love. When you are conceived under the influence of a love potion, you typically can't feel love. Is she changing me for the better? I wanted to protect her at all costs. I didn't deserve her at all.

Y/n wasn't like the other girls at Hogwarts. She didn't obsess over me like everyone else. They all were only there for my looks, nothing more. If they knew the real me, they certainly wouldn't be so obsessed with me then. I find myself to be very persuasive. That's why no one knows the real me, except for myself. I had a feeling Y/n did, though. Especially from tonight.

I decided to go up to her dormitory. I needed to talk to her. To admit. I don't know why I was admitting what I did to her, I truly had no idea. She might never talk to me again, but I was willing to risk everything.

I walked to her dormitory, and knocked on the door. When I received no response, I decided to use a spell to unlock it. There was a spell that wouldn't let boys inside the girl's dormitory, but I knew a way around it.

"Alohomora." I whispered, and the latch on the dormitory door flicked open.

I walked inside of her dormitory, and spotted her peacefully sleeping on her bed. I silently walked closer and noticed her tear stained face. That hit me very hard. It was almost heart wrenching to see. I caused her that pain. It was all my fault. I opened the secret chamber, and it hurt her. I didn't want to see her in such pain. She never cried.

I sat down on her bed, and she tossed slightly in her bed. I felt bad because I didn't want to wake her, but I wanted to talk to her. I needed to talk to her. She deserved to know everything, and decided what she wanted after that. If she wanted to continue to even be my friend, or if she wanted to leave. I looked over to see her awake, she was rubbing her eyes sleepily. Her eyes widened when she saw me sitting at the end of her bed. A single tear left my eye. That would typically make me infuriated beyond words, yet it didn't. I never cried. I never felt anything related to feelings. All I felt was a desire. A desire for power. 

"T-Tom?" She gasped quietly. I didn't think she wanted to see me, but I needed to admit everything to her. She needed to know the real me.

"Y/n, can we please talk? I want to tell you everything. I don't know why, but I feel like I have to." I admitted, she looked slightly broken. Seeing her like this was so painful to see.

"Go on." She hesitantly replied. I sighed, and began to spill everything.

"I opened the secret chamber made by Salazar Slytherin. I awakened the Basilisk. The Basilisk petrified and killed those mudbloods under my control. I am a Parselmouth, Y/n. I am a descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself. Hate me if you must, I understand, but the only way I can help you understand better is this." I hesitantly said, while handing her my journal. She looked extremely shocked by my actions. My journal was my prized possession. No one has read it, nor would I let anyone else, but I felt like she had to know. She had to know everything.

"Read it." I finally said. She hesitantly picked it up and nodded. I stood up and lightly kissed her on the forehead.

"Go back to sleep, love." I calmly said. I stood up and turned to leave her dormitory before she finally replied.

"Goodnight, Tom." She quietly said while laying back down.

"Goodnight, Y/n." I calmly replied, and finally left.

Okay wow this chapter sucks and is quite short, I am so sorry. My allergies were really acting up tonight, and I took a benadryl, and now I'm rather tired. Although they've made me very drowsy, I know I won't fall asleep until 4 am like every night, lmao.

- V