9: the restricted section (c.c.)

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imagine:
you're trying to sneak into the restricted sections of the library and tom riddle, the slytherin prefect, catches you.

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"Good luck tryna not get caught, idiot," Harry chuckled, followed by Ron's hysterical laugh.

You rolled your eyes at Ron, bit disappointed that even the least sanest in the trio seemed to think it was impossible. As for Hermione, she seemed to be completely busy burying her head in those textbooks.

"It can't be that hard," you muttered as you leaned back on the chair. You let out a sigh, biting your lips at the thought of getting caught while Harry went on and on sarcastically bout your succession in sneaking into the restricted section.

"I almost got caught the last time I went to the restricted section," Harry said. "You'll be needing my cloak if you're not gonna change your mind."

"I'll drop by your common room to get it at 7 then," you smirked. Harry sighed, shaking his head as his head went back into the books. The trio began discussing about their test as you started contemplating and overthinking about the possible outcomes of getting caught.

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Time went by and you were on your way to the Gryffindor's common room. The hallways looked empty and cold, yet so comforting and relieving. Although there were still a few students walking by left and right, you still felt a wave of loneliness wash over you, making you feel small. As you walked further, you felt a cold breeze caress your face. You were starting to doubt yourself.

Harry, who stood by the painting that led to the common room, began calling your name the moment he saw on the staircase. You walked towards him as your lips curled into a smile at the sight of the invisibility cloak.

"You weren't kidding," you laughed as he handed you the cloak.

"Please take care of it, it was my father's," he stammered.

"Don't worry about it, Potter," you smiled before turning back to the Slytherin common room.

It was a long way down with all the staircases and the hallways between each common rooms. By the time you reached the Slytherin common room, it was already 9PM. Of course, you had to stop by for some dinner before preparing for your attempt to get into the restricted section. You were lucky the cloak was easy to manage.

Everyone was already either in their dorms or relaxing in the common room with their friends by the time it was half past 9. You couldn't go out of the common room without raising suspicion, with Malfoy and his minions in the room, so you had wearing the cloak out of the room.

Slowly, but carefully, you tried your hardest to not make a sound as you walked by the skinny blonde and his friends. It was harder than you thought as every step you took, the floors would slightly creak. The sound was subtle, but still, Malfoy was starting to get suspicious. The first creak you made had Draco giving out an eye as he glanced around the room in confusion. The next creak made him even more keened on finding out where the hell it was from. And the third? You were already three steps away from disappeared out of their sight, but Draco made eye contact with you. You froze, still under the cloak as your heart pounded out of your chest.

"Did you hear that?" The blonde scoffed as his eyes scanned around the room. You sighed in relief, then quickly making small steps away from the common room.

You were this close to getting caught by the arrogant blonde, but thankfully you didn't. Now all you needed to do was make sure no one caught you as you walked through the dark halls.

The hallways were freezing cold and was darker than you expected. You thought there would at least be some light to help you through the path, but there was barely any. Anxiously, you made your way to the library as you made as little noise as you can. A mixture of emotions rushed through you each step you took, stiffening your movement. At that point, you didn't know whether to run or freeze at that very spot.

Suddenly, you felt your cloak being pulled down from behind harshly. Trembling, you slowly turned around to see confused Tom Riddle, blocking the only light source that the hall had.

"What in the world are you doing out of bed at this hour-?" he hissed as he grabbed your arm. His tight grip made you wince as your face turned sour. He sighed, dragging you back, not giving one fuck about you tripping over the rocky path of the hallway.

"Riddle, will you calm the fuck down? It's bloody dark here and I can't see shit!" you spat furiously as you tripped over absolutely nothing. He grunted as he let you go, then shooting you a mean glare.

"You would've gotten caught out of your dorm if it wasn't for me-Snape is literally heading this way!"

Faint, dreadfully slow footsteps echoed the room, getting louder and louder as the seconds went by. Quickly, you pulled yourself up and Tom held your hand, speeding down the hallway as he dragged you along with him. The cold, crisp air of the hallway slapped your face, causing you to groan in pain as your feet began to feel sore from running.

"Fuck!" you groaned under your breath the further the two of you went. Tom then hesitated out of a sudden, causing you tripped once more as you landed on your face. You winced in excruciating pain as you tasted a hint of blood on your tongue. "Fuck, I think I'm bleeding-"

"You are," Tom cut you off as he held your face on his hands. His jaws clenched at the sight of your face, filled with cuts and bruises being dragged against from rough concrete, as his guilt began to consume him, taunting him for the horrible person he was. You sighed, flinching whenever he touched a fresh cut on your face as it slowly began to hit you that you were bleeding on your face as well. At that moment, you wanted to cry-but it would only sting you.

"Snape is heading this way, we gotta go!" he whispered, scanning around hallway for hide out.

Suddenly, you both felt an uncomfortable, intimidating presence hovering above the two of you. His slow, loud breathing filled your ears as you anxiously bit your lips, squeezing onto Tom's pale hands.

"Care to explain why you're here at this hour?"

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a/n
fuck im so sorry i updated late yall ive been occupied with tryna shift to hogwarts so tom can rail me and i used the time ive used to write to literally shift my ass off, only to wake up again in this fucking reality and its been bumming me out but ig i'll start writing more now that i know the universe fucking despises me :,D

also there'll be a part 2 cus im not satisfied with the way this ended.

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