Silly boy

Chapter 10: What kind of things have you done?

He hovers over you, but doesn't pull into your body for more, he just stays above, staring at you, you unsure whether its with admiration or pure disgust. You slide out from underneath him, and begin to walk over to the large statue in the chamber of some weird old man snake kind of thing that you never really understood. You began to climb it, as if you were bored and swinging from each stone curl like a stupid monkey. You sit at the top, your hands on either side of your lap as you dandle your legs over the edge playfully. Tom is now standing, staring at you like he is so fed up with your bullshit. "You are such a child" he says pursing his lip. "well if im a child come play with me" you say slightly rolling your shoulders in a dance kind of way. "I don't take orders from women" he scoffs. "wow sexist much" you say pushing your self up as your eyes widen. You walk along the statues edge, as if on a balance beam. "y/n stop it" he says. "why" you say through giggling as you stare at your feet continuing to wobble. "get. Down. Here. Right. Now" he says in a crisp voice. "ughhhhhhhhhh fine' you sigh. You twist back to climb down, but all too suddenly, and you feel yourself slip. In a matter of a second you brace your self from impact, but tom had already rushed over to break your fall, you gasp as you look up into his green eyes. "oh thank you prince charming...I really needed that" you say sarcastically. "oh im sorry, would you prefer the broken skull' he says smiling sweetly, but not of course. You jump out of his arms with annoyance. "lets just get back to the common room" you say boldly, but as you exit you stay beside him.

~sort of time skip when you finally get to the dorms~

Luckily everyone was having a later dinner, so they wouldn't be back for another hour or so. You flop onto the couch, and although you left an open space, you were still surprised when tom sat beside you. You spent a brief minute analizing his features, before he started to stare at you to figure out what you were doing.

"you need to tell me what your deal is" you say peering into riddles eyes. "what deal" he says with an ignorant grunt. "okay not to sound like a sucky cliché news reporter but you have this quality. The kind of quality that when girls catch even a glimpse of you they are mesmerized, lost in a world of fantasizing what it would be like to touch you. You are the total hot mystery boy stereotype, except its not really a mystery because not only do you know it but you use it to your advantage" you state. "isn't that the whole point he says with a devilish tone, but slightly clears his throat in the absence of your response. "I like things to be in my advantage, besides its not my fault if some silly school girls cant control their urges" he finished. That final word made your hands tense up with a slight shiver. "so you mean to tell me the one and only tom marvolo riddle is a virgin" you say with a wicked smile. He arches a brow almost as if to say that shouldn't have been the end of your sentence. "you have girls falling all over you, and you are therefore repulsed by everyone. You don't seem the type to makeout with girls in common rooms, or go on butterbeer dates, or let alone falling in love with someone" you spill out, trying not to gag on the thought of so much affection. "are you gay" you say with a subtle gasp. His eyes go from widened to slumped down heavy and angry as he says "no". He looks away briefly for a split second and licks his lips, getting ready to speak. "Im not a virgin, but I wasn't in love with the girl who took my virginity, I wanted to punish her, it was so much for her she cried, and couldn't walk for the week. As for kissing, im not the kiss you at the door when I drop you off kind of guy, as im sure you know" he explains. Even though you were both talking about how you don't feel emotions and romance and that blah blah crap, this conversation felt soft and like you were becoming closer, but you were waiting for toms demonic attitude to spoil it at random, if yours didn't do it first that is. "besides, you describe the approach of our fellow classmates towards me as if its something that is going to lure me in, easy girls are the most positively boring thing in the universe, I mean if I were to ask you right now if you wanted to have sex with me and you said no chance in hell, It would only make me want you more" he says with a smile and only you seemed to be embarrassed that those words even came out of his mouth. You turned to him, lying half on your side. "have you ever done anything...with yourself' you say suggestively. He rolls his head back with a revolted groan. "oh my god im just asking jeez what you prude" you complain.

His head shifts from looking at the ceiling to you, before he speaks "more than you would want to know" causing his suggestiveness for you to look down at his waistline, but not incredibly noticeably. Your hand reaches out to his belt, lifting up his sweater slightly so you graze the bare skin on his lower stomach. He shifts slightly in confusion" wait what are you doing" he says with a fragment of paranoia. "relax, I know what im doing" you reassure him, as you slowly undo the buckle.