Adronitis {t.r.}

Chapter 17

"Ladies first", Tom enunciated as Eve entered his dorm. He walked behind her, locking the door. She turned and smiled at him.

Tom watched her as she walked towards his bed, laying on it. The way her body looked as she laid made something in Tom crave her. But he barely even knew her.

She turned to face away from him, her hair falling in her face. What the fuck am I doing, Eve thought to herself as she felt the bed slightly sink. Two arms wrapped around her, the scent of Tom closing around her.

"Is this how you want to get to know me?" Eve teased, scooting herself towards his body so there wasn't any space left. She could feel his bulge against her butt but she didn't say anything.

"If I wanted to fuck you, I would've been in you already", he whispered in her ear, causing a tingling sensation to trail down her spine.

"Why haven't you fucked me then?" she murmured, turning her head to face him.

"Because I barely know you Eve", he said, staring into her eyes.

"Let's keep it that way then", she said coyly before turning her back to lay on its side.

Hard to get, huh?, Tom thought to himself.

"Looks like I'll have to impress you in order to get to know you", he breathed. He could feel her body shift in his arms, the scent erupting through his nostrils.

"Goodnight Evangeline", he said before laying a kiss behind her ear.

Eve smiled to herself before shutting her eyes. I have to figure out how to play before I get attached, she thought before falling asleep.
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The sound of breathing. The energy still mellow.

Tom's eyes fluttered open, staring at the sleeping girl next to him. Her cheeks were slightly blushed, her breathing stable. Tom closed his eyes and he laid a soft kiss on her forehead. He was unsure of his feelings towards her.

However Tom knew one thing - and it was that he wanted her all to himself.
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Eve awake to the sound of Tom humming to himself. She laid in his bed, listening to him. He sounded so at peace, as if he actually could be capable of love.

Then the miserable reality hit her and she remembered how he couldn't feel love. She rolled over to see him at his desk, writing.

"Good morning", Tom said, his attention still on his work.

"Good morning to you as well", Eve said as she sat up. She rubbed her eyes before putting on her shoes.

"Where are you off to this morning?" he asked, standing up.

"To my dorm, Rhea's probably worried", she replied as she fumbled with her necklace.

"Darling I don't think she's that concerned", Tom began, wrapping his arms her. He laid his chin on the top of her head, inhaling her scent.

Eve knew what he was doing. She felt as though he were manipulating her but she couldn't be too sure.

"Don't jump to conclusions Evie", Cordelia remarked.

Eve sighed at the words of her mother, giving herself into Tom's embrace. They held each other for what seemed like forever, time going slow for them.

"We've got classes today", Eve announced as she pulled herself away from Tom.

"I know", he said. "See you in Transfigurations, love".

Eve shot him a coy smile, walking out of his dorm.

Tom watched the door close before pulling out his diary.

I must learn her secrets, he wrote. If she is truly my equal, I will make her join me and make her my Dark Lady. Together, we shall purge the world of those that do not deserve to learn magic. If she refuses, then I will simply kill her.

He stared at the words he just wrote before getting ready to go down to the Great Hall.
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Eve entered the Great Hall, her strong presence grabbing the attention of Tom's followers.

"Hello there Noir", purred Emanuel. She ignored his greeting and sat next to Rhea.

"So, you and Mulciber are going out?" Eve asked as she spread jam on a slice of toast. Rhea choked slightly at Eve's words.

"God damn bitch be louder for others to hear", Rhea joked. "But no, we're just friends".

"Yeah friends that share saliva and give each other goo-goo eyes in class", sneered Briar.

"Like you don't do the same with McLaggen", Rhea shot back. Eve watched the girls bicker for a bit, finding it funny. Briar's face was beet red.

"So Eve, what's new in your life", Briar asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh nothing really", Eve began. I'm literally so close to fucking Tom Riddle but that's just the start, Eve thought.

"It's October, are you guys excited for Halloween?", Rhea asked. Eve knew of Rhea's love for mainly Halloween and gothic artwork. Eve found it strangely interesting.

"Of course", Eve said. "I'm turning 16 on Halloween".

"How are you only 15 but in sixth year?" Briar asked as her attention was diverted to Eve.

"I don't know, must be a passed off mistake in the system", Eve remarked as she sipped on a glass of water.

She saw Cleo at the Gryffindor table, talking to a group of random people. The memories of the party were still fresh in Eve's mind although the party took place a while ago.

"Let's head to class", Briar said, standing up.
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Tom was writing something down in Potions class when he heard the chair next to him move. He looked up and saw Eve. She smiled at him.

"Good morning Riddle", she greeted. He looked at her with a playful smile.

"I overheard you and your friends talking today", Tom began. "Is your birthday really that close?".

"You're so observant Tom", Eve gleamed. "But yes it is".

Suddenly Tom's lips grazed against Eve's ear, his warm breathing sending shivers down her spine.

"What do you want for your present princess?" he asked, moving a bit of hair behind her ear.

Eve bit her lip, trying to ignore the growing sensation in her lower region by pressing her thighs together.

"Whatever you give me will be lovely", she replied, breathing deeply as she felt his hand creep up her thigh. She shot him a look of uncertainty as he smiled, removing his hand. Thank God, she thought.

Tom smiled to himself as he had planned out exactly what he would give her for her birthday. Everything will be perfect, he thought as he stared at her hands, watching them fix her skirt.