RIDDLES PROPERTY

chapter 3

"Avada Kedavra!" Emelia yelled, pointing her wand at Riddle. Her hand was shaking so it missed him by a bit, causing the wall next to his bookshelf to be scorched. He looks up at her and raises an eyebrow.

"I apologize! I meant that to go through you." she said while giggling.

"Emelia, leave."

She walks towards him and leans in to give him a kiss on the cheek, while putting her hand on his lower part. He puts his wand at her head and mutters "crucio". She contorts and arches her back, whilst on his bed. The pain Emelia felt was insane. Her hands felt as if they were being handcuffed together and were all the way out. She felt as if she were going to die. He stopped and she faints.

"Loathsome little half blood," he seethed.

Emelia woke up later, lying in a bed which didn't seem to familiar. She got up, but her back and arms ached. Her head was killing her. She couldn't remember last night, but realized she finally woke up on time for Potions. When she left the room she'd realized it was Riddles'.

What was I doing in his room, she thought. Emelia ran in her dormitory and grabbed her satchel and robe. As she walked to potions she tried not to wince in pain.

"Miss Adams, you're finally on time. Take a seat next to Tom, will you?"

"Of course, professor."

She sat down and took out her copy of advanced potions book. Tom was silently flipping through. Emelia cleared her throat and looked at him.

"Why was I in your room this morning?" she asked.

"You should be asking yourself that when you came into my room, drunk, last night and attempted to kiss me. You fainted and I felt no reason to take the liberty and move you." he replied. Emelia didn't understand why he didn't just take her back or simply wake her up, but she stayed silent.

Her love potion was above average, according to Slughorn. This wasn't surprising to her. When she tried and woke up on time she'd exceed at studies. That didn't happen too often.

"What do you smell, Miss?" Slughorn asked.

'She didn't bother to lean in and smell it...odd' Riddle thought.

"I don't smell anything." she said.

That was a lie.

She smelt cigarettes and cologne. Besides the cologne she was concerned. Emelia was the only person who smoked muggle cigars.

Emelia left the laundry room with fresh clothes. She'd felt unclean wearing the same ones she threw up and slept in. Her classes were over and she proceeded back to the common rooms except this time her feet led her somewhere else. It was almost as if they were compelling her to go back to the prefects' bathroom.

Emelia continued walking and took out some muggle herb when she got there. While, yes, the prefects' bathroom was...well a loo, they also had a bath in there. It was large enough to fit the whole Gryffindor quidditch team. She opened the waters and slipped off her dress. It was quite nice and reminded her of a sunflower field on a sunny day, even if she hated the sun and flowers. Emelia dipped her feet in and grabbed her wand.

"Incendio", she said pointing at the joint she'd rolled in her spare time. It lit up and she inhaled it. It was halfway done at the rate she was smoking it.

"Third times a charm, isn't it?", someone said from behind her.

She quickly turned around and saw Tom. 'I could've sworn I locked the door', she tried saying but instead came out "would you like some?" while holding her joint up towards him. He furrowed his brows and came closer, then sighing, he takes the joint and inhales it. While he did smoke the thought of her mouth and his on the same thing made his face contort.

"I'm high as hell and bloody hell you're invading my...space.", she said.

"There's no such thing as space when you dress like that and kiss random men in closets, is there?", he replies. Emelia thought for a minute, even if her thoughts were cloudy, and looked back up.

"Care to join me in here? You've already smoked enough for them to realize you did the muggle herb, as well.". He contemplated for a moment before taking his robes off and standing in only his boxers. He climbed in and kept inhaling it, little by little.

This better be worth it. All this just to make her-, he thought.

"Are you there?"

His wand was in his hand and he'd knew what he'd have to do. Emelia turned her back against him and he inched towards her. Tom was breathing down the nape of her neck.

"Take it off", he says in a hushed, but controlled voice.

She's still looking forward, but slowly starts taking her bra off. He unclips it and if falls into the water. He pulls his wand out and starts tracing her back with the word "mud blood". His other hand starts at her stomach and inches down into her underwear, taking it off.

"Turn around and touch yourself.", he demands.

Emelia turns around with his wand now in the middle of her chest. She perches herself on to the ledge and licks her ring and middle finger. Slowly she enters herself with her fingers and stares at him. It would be quite awkward if she gave a fuck. She made the mistake of letting out a moan. By then Riddle was done with the joint and he reaches to spread her legs wider. He takes four of his fingers and goes inside of her.

"You're hurting me", she whines.

Tom pretends not to hear, but in reality her words only fueled his fire and he went in deeper.

"Ride", he ordered.

She obeyed and did as told. It hurt her, but she tried not to show. He got out of the water and stepped up on to the ledge. She got up, but stumbled a bit. "Look at me", he said. Emelia turns to face him and he comes closer to her.

"Do something for me, will you?" he asks.

"I can't, Riddle." she says.

"It was an order."

Emelia tried to back away, but he takes his wand and points it at her. "Tsk tsk. Follow orders when told." he said. Emelia seemed lifeless so he went even closer and traced her jaw structure with his hand. "I apologize. You look very beautiful today. You know that, right?"

"Thank you" she barely made out.

"I'm fascinated with you. You amuse me. You're a beauty. I can be very persuasive." he said.

He lifted an eyebrow and she nodded, reassuringly. "I want you to meet me where I assigned you your little detention the other day. Every Wednesday and Saturday. If you don't, I'm afraid the consequences shall be dire." he said. She nods again, not sure how to use her brain. After all, she was still high as fuck. She didn't realize if this were real or not.

Riddle said, "Accio clothes" and put them back on. He was nearing the door when she said "Answer this question...how'd you unlock the door?". He merely smiled before he realized this wasn't entertaining.

"Goodbye, Emelia."

She stood there and started collecting her clothes to put on.