Persuasive

twenty-seven

Wear something desirable huh?
Say no more.

I raked through my closet, in attempt of finding something that will make my body look snatched. Something that will make Tom wont be able to take his eyes and hands off of me.

I searched for a while until finally I found a black, satin two piece and slipped it on as it hugged tight against my body.
I peered through the mirror, sliding my hands down my curves as I admired my body.
God I look hot.

I looked around my room one last time until I shut the door and hurried off towards the Astronomy tower.
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Tom Riddle's POV

"I need to urinate." Pansy blurted as she waddled over to Draco, falling into his arms.

I need to leave.

"Whatcha thinking about Tom?" said Pansy as she wandered over to me.

"How much of a sl- nothing." I stopped myself.

"Want some tequila? I still have some left, if Avalon didn't drink all of it." she sneered as she tried searching for it.

"I'm okay."

"I heard my name?" Avalon's voice called out as she walked up the stairs.

My head instantly shot towards her, the sound of her voice caused my heart to escape my chest.

That two piece.. the way it hugs onto her body so delicately..
Her long, luscious hair falling to her back..
The way her hips sway when she's sauntering up the stairs..
What was she trying to do to me?
Oh to get under those clothes and-

"Are you eye-fucking me Tom?" Avalon chuckled as she made her way over to me with a bottle of fire-whiskey in her hand.

Shit.

"What are you going to do if I was?" I scorned as I grabbed the fire-whiskey out of her hand and chugged it down. I could tell Avalon had drank some before she got here, her breath stenched of it, and her eyes told it all.

"Cheers to Tom coming back to Hogwarts." Avalon cheered as she grabbed the fire-whiskey and clunked it against Pansy's bottle of tequila.

"Cheers to that." Pansy smirked as she downed the bottle.

"Oh let me get some of that." Draco snarled as she snatched the bottle out of Pansy's hand and downed the bottle.

They were all drunk out of their minds, and I was the only one who could control myself. Which meant I was the one who had to be the caretaker.

I studied Avalon as she waved the bottle around in the air chuckling at herself, having the time of her life.
She looked so pretty. I just wanted to grab her and make out with her right against that railing.

But of course, I'm too much of a pussy to kiss the girl.
I simply cant. Once I kiss her, it means i've become attached and I can't let myself get to that point. I won't.

"Tom, dance with me." Avalon mumbled as she fell into my arms and glared up at me.

"What? I'm not dancing with you." I scoffed as I caught her.