Silly boy

chapter 8: why'd you even drink it?

**TW:SELF HARM/BLOOD**

You wake up in the dungeons, with tom towering over you.

 "you did well y/n" he said with a fake comfort. "what the hell happened" you say rubbing your eyes to try and shake off your tiredness. "I used the cruciatus curse on you, as part of the test, and I would say im sorry but im really not, and also, I never apologize" he lectures. 

"part of the test is to make sure that you wont fight against me, that you wont run away from punishment in fear, that you wont try to over power me. Although you accomplished said things, I must say that fainted from a little curse is quite weak" he says pouting.

 "well okay so I didn't fight back isn't that a good thing, and you must have known I would faint otherwise you wouldn't have brought me here" you argue back while taking in your surroundings.

 Tom doesn't answer, but instead walks over to a desk with a case of viles on it, and lifting out a small bottle with a scratched off table. "Sit up, and drink this" he commands as you snatch it from his hand. "oh what a pretty little potion" you mock while knowing it back into your throat. "okay...that...tastes like ass" you say through coughs. "Its not supposed to taste good" he says raising a brow. "I never said it didnt taste good" you say cackling softly. 

Tom made a repulsed face before standing in front of you, like a statue. You felt your mind suddenly shift, losing your normal control and boundary of your thoughts. "veritaserum, fuck" you think to yourself. 

"Is this really necessary, I mean im not going to lie to you but Im assuming you aren't going to shove a truth serum down my throat every time you have an important question to ask me" you state. "its just for now, these are important questions and I can't trust that you wont lie to me" he says. You respond with a frown, but you understand. "Besides, I get the feeling there are many things you have yet to reveal to me" he says softly. 

"we can ease into it...first question: what did you first thing of me" tom said.

"I thought you were cocky, and often fake, that you were so closed off to everyone that it seemed like you had nothing to hide, and it was all an act" you said. 

"well I appreciate your...honesty" he said through a subtle laugh. You glared at him. 

"next question, have you ever wanted to kill me" he asked you. 

"I did, but I want to kill everyone, youre the only person I changed my mind about" you answered. 

"why"

"because I was bored" you replied. 

"Third question" he said this rather boldly but kept his gaze on you. 

"have you ever been sexually attracted to me"

"yes" you stated. 

"when"

"The night at the library, when you cut my hand, it came over me like a rush, it was purely physical. I knew there was nothing better to do than just walk away" you told him. 

"why" he repeated.

"because I knew you weren't attracted to me, for a minute I just didn't want to repulse you further" you explained. 

You knew there was something in the back of your mind saying that you would never even think of telling him any of this, but the words just spilled out. For the first time in your life, you felt embarrassed. You tried your best to contain the redness spreading on your cheeks. You take notice of tom and how you slightly contains his glee, but not glee or satisfaction that you were attracted to him, more that you felt so vulnerable and that he had that much power over you. 

"next question" he said with a smile. "If I were to ask you to do something important for me, what would be the first thing you would do"?

"I would agree to it without question" you answer. 

"youre lying" he claimed with his sadistic smile. 

"how could I be lying, this is veritaserum" you argue. 

Tom gulped, and adjusted the ring on his finger before leaning close to you, where you could almost feel his breath. 

"and if I were to ask you to hurt yourself right now would you do it" he asked

"without question"

"prove it" he tells you. 

you raised youre hand to your arm, sinking your fingernails into your skin with more and more pressure, as you start to bleed. It felt like fire during your flesh, but you didnt care. 

"that's enough" he whispered as you released your nails. "you can wait here until the effects wear off" he tells you, and begins to walk away, satisfied that you had accomplished everything he asked of you. As you get up from the bed to try and move your legs, he turns his head slightly. "wait" he commanded. He walked to stand right in front of you, looking down as his height benefited him slightly. 

"final question...why did you do everything I asked" 

You looked him dead in the eyes. "because im in love with you" you spoke calmly. 

His serious expression turned angry, as he smacked you across the face. "get out" he said coldly, and turned his back away from you as you walked away, and once you were far away, for the first time in years, you felt yourself begin to cry.