persuasive [t.r]

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Y/N'S POV:

We were back at platform 9 ¾ waiting for the train to arrive, I wish we could've stayed at home longer but I knew we had to come back at some point. I hoped that Draco wasn't mad at me anymore, he probably was, hence why he didn't answer any of my letters.

Me and Tom stood in the cold winter air along with other people, snow falling down above our heads. I was shivering, my coat was warm but I was still cold somehow. I then felt someone grab me and pull me into their arms, it was Tom. "What-," "You're shivering," Tom cut me off, resting his chin on my head. I just hummed in response as my face was in his chest, anything I would say would've been muffled so I didn't try.

After a while the train finally came, me and Tom grabbed our things and boarded the train, getting into a compartment. We then put our things on the shelves above the seats and sat down.

I heard a knock on the compartment door, it was Neville, I smiled brightly and got up, opening the door. "Nevvy!" I exclaimed, hugging him tightly. "Hi y/n/n," He smiled, hugging me back. We both sat down, Neville sat in front of me and Tom. "Hi," Neville said to Tom. Tom nodded in return and put his hand on my thigh like usual.

"So, how was break?" I asked Neville. "It was pretty good, yours?" He returned the question. "It was brilliant! Me and Tom went to the three broomsticks and saw Seamus and Dean- oh my god you owe me ten galleons also!" I cut myself off. "What? Why?" Neville asked. "Dean and Seamus started dating over break when me and Tom were still at Hogwarts, Dean asked out Seamus, remember the bet?" I smirked in which Neville rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, whatever," Neville scoffed playfully. "Oh, there they are!" I exclaimed, pointing towards the couple who was looking for a compartment to sit in.

"Seamus! Dean! In here!" I yelled, getting their attention. "Stop being so loud," Tom whispered angrily, gripping my thigh tightly. Seamus and Dean then came in, greeting us and sitting next to Neville, catching up with him. "Sorry," I whispered back, Tom's grip then loosened and I started to listen to the three other boys' conversation.

I entered the common room with Tom, putting my stuff in my dorm as did he. We were about to leave the common room but ran into somebody. It was Draco.

"Sorry- oh, hey y/n," Draco said. "Hey Draco, are you going to the great hall?" I asked, getting pulled back a little bit by Tom. Draco seemed to notice but didn't acknowledge it. "Uh yeah, I'll be down there in a bit," He said, going to his dorm before I could say anything else. "Can we go now?" Tom groaned. I ignored him and walked out of the common room and down to the great hall with him next to me.

We then entered the huge room, walking over to our table. Everyone gave us weird looks as they never saw us together, they were all especially confused from the time when Tom kissed me randomly. Oh shit, nobody in Slytherin knew we were together besides Draco. Tom then sat down, he pulled me onto his lap before I could even try to sit down.

People gave us weird looks again, but I ignored them, listening to what Dumbledore had to say before we ate.

After dinner me and Tom strolled the empty corridors, Draco never came to dinner. I was worried about him, I mean, he was one of my closest friends, I hoped he was okay.

I swung me and Tom's intertwined hands back and fourth gently, we didn't like holding hands much as it was hard because of our rings, but we liked to do it from time to time, well I did at least. I enjoyed the moments of when Tom was being nice, he sometimes had outbursts from being mad but that would go away, right?

TOM'S POV:

As me and y/n walked down the corridors I started to think about how Malfoy always looked at her, it enraged me, she was mine, no one else's. I tried to act as polite as I could towards her, as I didn't want her to try and leave me, even though I knew I would be able to persuade her into coning back every time. Whenever a boy looked at her it made me mad, it always had, even before we started dating.

Dating, that word didn't sit right with me, nothing about me being polite to y/n or dating her did. But sometimes I did feel like being affectionate was necessary and being an asshole had to stop, but I always went against it, I didn't like being affectionate, but sometimes I did give in. I did love touching her though, it was just something about her that made me feel the urge to touch her thighs or hips or waist. I did slip up sometimes with being an asshole, but I always fixed it somehow just like I knew I would.

Whenever we were around Malfoy I made sure to do something that would make him mad, like kissing or touching y/n, he had to repay for looking at her. I don't even fancy y/n, the day at her house that I had told her father that we were together was hard, I said it with no hesitation, but now I don't regret it, I have her wrapped around my finger, she does as I please now, even if she gets mad at me for my actions, I can always get her back.

I knew she fancied me for a while, I've always overheard her conversations with her friends, she never kept quiet. I liked to tease her too, I always did, but it left me as frustrated as her, I don't particularly regret shagging her, it was nothing special as I've done this before with other girls, but it did feel different, better I guess you could say. I did enjoy whenever we snogged or when things escalated into me on top of her or her on top of me, but I don't fancy her, I never will, I do these things for my own pleasure.

It always angered me whenever y/n called me Tom, I've tried to hint to her to shut her trap but she never does, and then she goes and talks about me to her friends by my pathetic muggle father's name. Pathetic, something I'm not, no where near in fact.

Y/N'S POV:

I could tell Tom was thinking about something, he kept fidgeting with his rings while we held hands, he only does that when he's thinking. "What are you thinking about?" I asked, rubbing Tom's hand. He looked at me after we stopped walking. "Nothing," He said, starting to walk again but I stopped him. "It's not nothing, you were fidgeting with your rings, you only do that when you're thinking about something," I said, looking up at Tom. "Well I wasn't thinking about anything but now I'm just wondering when you're going to shut your trap," Tom scoffed.

I looked down. "Fine," I sighed. "Sorry for trying to ask a simple question." "Y/n," Tom said as I started to walk away, I ignored him. "Y/n," He said again, I kept walking. "Y/n come back here now," Tom demanded, I didn't listen.

I then heard fast footsteps coming from behind me, then I was pinned against the cold stone wall. "What?" I groaned frustratedly, looking up at Tom. "You listen when I tell you to do something, you stop what you're doing immediately when I say your name, you do as I say, you do as you're told," Tom said angrily. "And why should I?" I asked, that clearly angered him more. "Because you're my girlfriend, you listen to what I say," Tom's eyes narrowed, pushing me into the wall harder, his grip on my hips got tighter. "And if I don't?" I questioned. He smirked, his green eyes darkened as they narrowed more. "There will be consequences, a punishment, my dear," He whispered, sending shivers down my spine. "Do I make myself clear?" "Crystal," I shivered. "Perfect," He smiled, letting go of my hips. "It's getting late, let's get to bed shall we darling?"