The Dark Lord's Shadow

Ch.5 | A New Era

"Is everything ready?" Tom's murmured in your ear, leaning over in potions class as Slughorn droned on in the background. Without looking at him, you nodded, aimlessly sketching eyes. 

It was starting tonight.

The new era of the Dark Lord.

Tom was making his first Horcrux tonight and of course you were the one overseeing it all, well technically he was, if you flat out asked him. But behind the scenes this was the millionth time he'd ask if everything was going according to plan.

You were looking for one more book in Slughorn's office, one last translation. The fact that he let you and Tom roam free in there was still a shock to you. Of course to others they rolled their eyes at the mention of Slughorn and the two of you, it was a well known fact in Hogwarts that you were his favorite pupils, Tom firstly, but you were very close behind.

Tom frequently found himself sitting behind the teacher's desk and instantly knew he wanted to be the next Defense Against The Dark Arts professor. Who better than the future Dark Lord himself? The new generation of wizards would be the strongest ever under Tom's teaching, he'd make sure of it.

You rolled your eyes at the thought, thinking about the lengths he'd taken to make sure everything in his life was under his complete control.

That included you.

After the spell you found yourself more and more drawn to Tom and only Tom. A fact you hadn't told him, knowing what it would do to his ego. So you fought and fought against the invisible pull between the two of you, a couple of random hook ups and you were as back to normal as you could get.

But of course Tom saw and knew everything, picking a fight whenever he could.

You crossed your arms over your chest, looking at him, sitting in Slughorn's chair. He ignored your words, reaching out and grabbing your wrist, pulling you onto his lap almost too harshly. You gasped, reaching out to hold onto something so you didn't fall. Your hand immediately went to the back of the chair, the other still in his grip.

"You can have my complete loyalty, Tom but you can't have all of me." You whispered to him, you eyes set on his, unblinking. He lifted you up slightly, widening your legs around his waist.

He leaned in closer to you, a fuzzy haze overcoming you suddenly, you heard the zipper from his pants and felt his hand brush against your sensitive heat, making you gasp and jerk as if you'd been jolted with electricity.

"I already have all of you." He spoke against your lips, a smirk playing at the edge of his mouth and before you could respond, before you could finish giving him an annoyed look, your hips involuntarily bucked for a second time and he caught them, entering you in one brutal stroke. His mouth covered yours before you could scream, continuing at an unrelenting pace, holding your body tightly against his.

Your fingers dug into his shoulder, trying to get your wrist our of his death grip but he only held on tighter, no doubt darkening the bruises already littering your skin. Tom didn't pause, didn't give you a moment to breathe, this was for him, not you.

Another show of his power and control over you.

You felt the haze coming at you in waves, the power emanating off the both of you lifting you to a high you'd never experienced before.

It was too much.

It had always been too much and this time you were drowning in power, clinging to Tom in hopes that he would save you.

Hearing his name on your tongue sent him over the edge, your back arching into him as he pulled you down closer, meeting his harsh thrusts. He gave you a violent kiss as he came, filling you to the hilt.

It was starting tonight.

The beginning of the Dark Lord's Era.

You'd both followed her into the girl's bathroom. Waiting for the right moment, the right opportunity. A little push to Olive Hornby to ridicule a fellow mudblood and there she was, the perfect first kill for his horcrux.

You felt the same power rising from the pipes as Tom opened the Chamber. The adrenaline was already seeping through your veins, you could barely stand still.

Your hand gripped Tom's arm as he opened the Chamber, the familiar hissing coming closer.

The stall door opened.

You shut your eyes for a brief second, making sure not to make any eye contact at all with the snake and they fell on Myrtle.

At that instant, time stopped and you saw her. You were sure she saw you too for a split second, right before the basilisk made his first strike, instantly setting into motion the turn of events forever.