Adronitis {t.r.}

Chapter 25

The sounds of birds chirping awoke Eve, the cold air hardening her nipples as she stood up, her body naked underneath her own sheets. This wasn't uncommon, as Eve slept naked as a way to relax. She got out of bed, walking over to close the window, feeling at peace for once.

However this peace was short lived as she heard the door open along with someone walking in. Eve immediately grabbed the shirt laying on her chair, trying to cover herself up instead of putting it on. Tom was now staring at her, his long fingers grazing his chin delightfully.

"My, oh, my", Tom teased. "What have we got here?"

"Tom can you leave?" Eve asked as she felt herself blush. She saw him coming closer, his hands snaking around her waist.

"Why are you naked darling?" Tom questioned, his lips skimming against Eve's neck. She shivered in response to this movement, goosebumps forming all over.

"Tom can I ch-change?" she stuttered as Tom pried the shirt out of Eve's hands, exposing her naked body. He smiled as he leaned forward, pressing his lips against her soft ones.

"I'll turn around", he said as he turned around, staring at the pictures on her wall.

Eve threw on a white button up with a black skirt, a sweater vest and a pair of black sheer tights. She managed to do it quickly as Tom was in her room and she didn't want to keep him waiting.
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"Where are you two planning to head off for today?" asked Cordelia as she sat down, breakfast being served. Eve chewed on her bacon slowly, thinking of what she and Tom were doing today. His birthday was eight days away and she had yet to buy him both a birthday gift and a Christmas gift. She had to make sure she was sneaky so he wouldn't see.

"Well I think we'll be around town", Eve said, finally breaking then immense silence. "And then we'll be back and perhaps in the library".

Cordelia nodded at Eve's response, sipping on a cup of earl grey tea. The rest of breakfast involved small talk and the clanking of cutlery on porcelain.
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The falling of snow is what made Tom stare up into the sky with a stoic look on his face. He felt a small tug as Eve smiled at him, holding a bag.

"What have you gotten there darling?" Tom asked, trying to peek into the bag. Eve immediately put the bag behind her back, shielding it.

"Nuh uh, you have to wait", she smiled coyly at him. Eve had already bought him a Christmas and birthday present for Tom. All she had left to do was wrap it up and leave it under the tree for him.

Tom, on the other hand, had already bought Eve's gifts much earlier. He also was planning on opening up to her about his sinister plans but then a thought intruded his head. What if she hates you forever? She'll think you are an absolute idiot. She'll leave you and will try to interfere with everything.

He shook his head to clear all thought before looking down at the black-haired girl next to him. They were walking down the snow covered pathway that led back to the forest near Eve's mansion. He had been thinking of ways to expose her to his plans but he chose to give up in fear of losing her. I need her, together we will take over and have power over all, Tom thought as he felt Eve clutch onto him.

"Come on darling", he whispered. "Let's head home".

Eve smiled at him as he kissed her lightly on the forehead, not thinking of much of the people watching them.

However Abraxas Malfoy saw it all and his suspicions about Riddle dating Noir had been confirmed.

"That fucker", murmured Abraxas under his breath before he disappeared the opposite direction.
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The fire crackling in the library. The evening ambience. The sound of pages being turned, Tom Riddle humming to himself as Eve's head laid in his lap, his slender fingers stroking her silky black hair.

She had been asleep for quite sometime and Tom had been reading some Muggle book off the shelf. It was filled with gothic poetry by a person named Edgar Allan Poe.

"Interesting", Tom mumbled, turning the page. Eve stirred a bit, emitting a small moan as she turned to face Tom's body. He looked down, watching her face contort from discomfort to pain and then back to normal. Her breathing was more rapid now, her eyeballs moving underneath her eyelids. He continued to stare at her, her breathing becoming more unsteady. She suddenly snapped her eyes open, her espresso colored pupils quickly moving around the room. Her hands grabbed his collar, pulling herself up as she quickly straddled Tom. He pushed her down towards him, stroking her hair.

"What's wrong my little girl?" Tom asked as he stroked her hair, her head laying in the crook of his neck, sitting on his lap.

"They were everywhere", Eve began. She wasn't shaky like how most people were after waking up from a nightmare.

"I felt as though I were placed in a cage. They did experiments on me while probing me with questions I refused to answer. Of course it seems unusual but it felt more horrific then", Eve finished. She closed her eyes, feeling how close she and Tom were. His hand was stroking the small of her back, his lips gently grazing against her temples. Eve closed her eyes, feeling at peace for once.
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Abraxas sat in his room, staring at the hole in the wall. He had been feeling angry for the past few hours.

"How the fuck did little Miss Noir end up with Mr. Perfection!?"

Abraxas sighed as he looked up at his wall, staring at the plethora of pictures of two girls he fancied.

Evangeline Noir and Caledonia Shanks, Hogwarts most finest.

Although Abraxas was awfully infatuated with Eve, he was still very much in love with Cleo, the half-blood Gryffindor girl who managed to steal his heart. He wanted Cleo back, dearly, but he managed to screw up.

Such a fucking idiot, Abraxas thought to himself as he stared at the pictures of Eve and Cleo. Abraxas was smitten by two girls, he had no choice but to pick between them.

"If father knew that Cleo was a half-blood Gryffindor, he would kill me. He would love Eve though. Her pureblood Slytherin genes, she's a Malfoy wife wet dream", Abraxas said. He caught himself talking to no one, yet again.