The Dark Lord's Shadow

Ch. 1 | The Chamber

"You're in my way." A voice fell upon you from behind, the grin on your face simmered down into a smirk when you realized who it was. Your friends all stood in front of you in fear, eyes widening in a split second.

You turned around just as quickly, almost catching him off guard. You crossed your arms in front of you, leaning on one foot. A challenging look in both of your eyes, only his held more anger.

You nearly laughed, standing your ground in front of him. The tension that surrounded you was so thick it could have been cut with a knife. It felt like forever before anyone even attempted to speak. And no one did. You only moved aside, letting him pass with a roll of your eyes.

But not before slipping a note into your robe, everyone too busy staring at your faces, your expressions, to notice anything but.

You cleared your throat before turning to your friends again, the smile back on your face as you continued to speak. None of your friends ever questioned your relationship with Tom.

The two of you stumbled into the girl's bathroom, too intertwined with each other to look around and make sure no one else was there. Even if there was, you two didn't care. The thought of someone seeing you, the thought of getting caught gave you both a high you couldn't and didn't care to explain. Tom quickly wrapped your legs around his waist, still moving forward, the back of your knees hitting the cold sink, you moaned as he pressed his bulge into you. All that was running through your mind was him and how badly you had to have him. He seemed to have the same thought in his mind, his fingers quickly unbuttoning his pants with your help. Your kisses turned sloppy, taking a hold of him, giving him a soft squeeze, earning yourself a groan from Tom.

You kissed him hard, biting his lip. He growled, widening your legs around him before taking his length and pushing your underwear aside, thrusting into you. He brought his lips to yours roughly, moaning as his tongue fought yours for dominance. Your fingers were in his hair, pulling at the strands. His thrusts were slow at first, wanting to get as deep in you as possible. But when you slid one of your hands down to his ass, pushing him forward, he grunted, picking up his pace and you moaned loudly, holding him closer. His lips slid down your jaw to your neck as his mouth left a hot trail on your skin. You felt him twitch inside you and knew he was close.

The familiar coil was twisting in the pit of your stomach and you grabbed his shoulder, shutting your eyes tightly. You heard him moan in your ear. That alone was enough to push you over the edge and when you met Tom's stare, his eyes bore into yours, his hair falling over his eyes, it took everything in you not to faint. He gripped your legs tighter, sliding into you a few more times before he slammed into you and you felt the familiar warmth filling you up.

You were trying to catch your breath, coming down from the clouds when you noticed something on the sink. A symbol of a snake on the metal handle, realization hitting you and you edged yourself away from Tom, getting a closer look.

"Tom-" You grinned at the boy who was buttoning his pants and running a hand through his messy hair. You didn't say anything, only pointed to the sink, your excitement oozing out of you when you saw his face. "This is it." You turned back to the sink, trying to find a button, some indicator on how to open it. You chuckled at how fate had always been on your side.

"I think I know how to open it." Tom said and you stepped back, standing beside him. You heard the hisses coming from him and knew he was speaking Parseltongue. You couldn't control your excitement, watching the sink turn into some sort of underground tunnel.

"Fuck." You whispered, now looking at Tom. He had the same lustful look in his eye you were sure you had too. He grabbed your face, smashing his lips onto yours in a bruising manner. "Tom, Tom wait. Not here. Not here." You breathed, laughing at how he was already unbuttoning your shirt. He stopped, looking at you questionably. You had a mischievous grin on your face, his eyes following yours down the black hole. He grabbed your waist, holding you against him and you both jumped in.

You heard Tom cast a spell, breaking your fall into the pile of bones more gently. You landed on top of Tom, straddling him as you looked around eagerly. You already felt how hard he was again but that could wait. Getting up quickly you looked around, holding your hand out for him to take as he got up. With your fingers weaved together the two of you all but ran into the main opening.

You both stood there in awe of it.

"It's beautiful, Tom. Or should I say..." You turned into him, bringing your lips close to his ear. "...My Lord.." You placed a hot kiss under his ear, feeling him shudder. Your hand reached down to the bulge in his pants that somehow seemed even bigger than before. You smirked, kissing his neck, freeing him from the confides of his pants. You didn't waste a second, getting on your knees in front of him. Not caring that the ground was wet and dirty, in fact that turned you on even more. Your lips kissed his tip, grabbing him at the base of his member, already working your magic with your mouth. You felt his hand at the back of your head, his hips pushing forward and you took him all in, feeling him hit the back of your throat. Your eyes met his and he looked like he was going to lose control at any moment. You only sucked harder, keeping him in and he groaned as you swallowed it all.

Wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, you fixed his pants and he pulled you up to kiss him roughly. Grinning, you both eagerly walked ahead, once again admiring the statues. Something moved out of the corner of your eye and before you could completely turn you saw a giant snake slithering down the mouth of the center statue.

You gasped, remembering not to look it directly in it's eyes. You weren't scared. No. You were intrigued, curious.

"Tell it, Tom. Tell it to do it. Today. Now." You started, only to feel Tom squeeze your hand a little too hard. You winced, sending him a glare, then went back to looking at the wet ground.

And once again Tom was speaking to it, you tried watching him, doing your best not to look the basilisk in the eyes. The snake obediently slide away into one of the tunnels.

The two of you watched it leave and Tom pulled you to him, your back colliding with his chest hard.

"Don't ever. Ever. Speak to me that way in front of him. Ever. Again." His mouth was next to your ear, your arm across your chest as Tom held you to him. "Why are you so defiant?"

You smirked, grinding yourself slowly against him. "Why....what ever do you mean Tommy?" You replied to him sweetly, knowing he hated whenever you brought up his nickname you'd give him so many years before.

"Stop calling me that." His grip on you tightening.

"Calling you what?" You enjoyed this game you two played a little too much.

"Tommy." He seethed, one of his hands came up to grab your chin roughly, turning your head to look up at him.

"But I like it." A smirked played on your lips, your eyes going from his to his lips.

"I don't care, that's not my name." He started to get angry and flustered, something you were very good at doing to him.

"Are you sure?" You frowned at him in a teasing manner but he always took it so seriously.

"What do you mean am I sure?" Tom snapped, his hand squeezing your arm more than before. "Don't be daft-"

"Okay, Tommy, okay." You sighed, letting your body rest against his.

"There are no words for how much you anger me." He started up again but you just cut him off once more.

"And yet here I am, your best friend, your most trusted confidant, your fuc-" This time it was him who cut you off, his lips covered yours in a bruising manner before he abruptly moved away and let you go.

"Let's go."

For once you didn't say a thing, only looked around the area at what you two had discovered and knew this was the beginning of your era.