The Girl's Bathroom

-six-

She said goodbye, saying she had a date. I nodded and watched as she walked away. She walked straight into the door, and I laughed so hard my cheeks hurt. Eventually, she was gone and I shook my head in disbelief; how can somebody be so dumb? She was funny though. As I slowly walked back towards the stairs a large bang came from behind me. 

Tom.

"Awe. Someone's been crying, pathetic. Emotions show weakness. You don't wanna be known as weak, do you? Slytherins are the most powerful people: you wouldn't want to be an outsider, would you?" he snapped, his words slashing painfully through me like knives, "I don't even know why you got into Slytherin. You and your pathetic mud-blood sister, an embarrassment to the Wizarding World. You disgust the name. You're not even pure-blood, you shouldn't be in Slytherin it's wr-" but I cut him off with a smirk.

"I'm not any less of a pure-blood than you, Mr. Half-Blood. Come on Tommy, don't be foolish. Did you forget I am friends with the biggest gossiper in Hogwarts?" I laughed, a wide smirk plastered, and pinned to my face. 

He scoffed, "Don't call me Tommy. I assure you: the consequences won't be positive... nor your punishment if you continue with the nickname." And I felt his hand wrap around my throat. He didn't know it, but this wasn't hurting me... it was turning me on. Perks of choking kinks hm. I brushed these thoughts away and watched as anger spread across his usually emotionless face. 

He leaned forward and slammed his lips fiercely onto mine, our tongues fighting for dominance and lips moving in sync. The fury radiating from his body overwhelmed me and he grabbed my arm. He pulled me powerfully up the boys' dormitory stairs- putting a spell so it allows me to go before we stepped on. When we were in his dorm, I spotted something very mysterious in the corner. A diary with his initials and different jewelry and stones. I ignored them and he stood at the edge of the bed as I sat down in front of him. I slowly undid his belt buckle, and my tongue circled the tip of his dick after I removed his boxers. Eventually, I took his full length into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down. Low grunts emitted from his mouth and I smirked as I continued. He pulled himself out as he pushed me backward onto the bed. He pulled my pants off and smirked at my thongs. He rubbed my clit with his thumb through the fabric but eventually got bored and took them off. He leaned down as he began flicking his tongue and moving his head quickly. My mind suddenly forgot everything. I arched my back in pleasure as I used my free hand to cover my mouth. 

I felt myself almost reach my climax and moved my hand to tell him. "T-Tom, I'm g-gonna cum," I groaned, and he immediately stopped. He slowly inserted himself into me but then quickened his pace and pounded into me mercilessly. He reached for his wand and didn't take his eyes off of me as he pointed it to the door and managed to say clearly: Muffliato. I let out slurred moans, and he smirked as he leaned down to my neck and planted kisses across it. I could feel him release inside of me, and I did the same as we both panted and grunted. He rolled to the side of me and his face hardened again. We were both sweaty, and he stood up to grab my clothes. "Get dressed and get out," he commanded. 

I rolled my eyes. Obviously. He's not one for a relationship. I didn't want one but sending me out after we have just slept together is a bit harsh. I sighed and tried to stand up, but failed when I fell to the floor. "Hurry up! I don't want anyone to see you coming out of my room you slut!" Tom yelled. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and slowly dressed again. I slowly limped back to my room and watched as the girls laughed and stared at my neck when I got back. "So, who was it?" Lydia giggled...

{A/N: OK THIS IS BAD AND I CAN'T WRITE SMUT I KNOW SORRY}