Y/N Y/L/N, a sixteen year old girl that goes to hogwarts, with her best friend Eleanor. The girl met two brothers that both dislike her at first, but they both learned to fall in love with her. The girl learns she can do wandless magic and learns he...
You were looking through some books in the library, finding some new books to read.
You felt a cool presence behind you, feeling you already know who it is.
You turn around to see Tom, his hair was a little messier than usual, which was attractive, he was wearing black jeans and a dark grey long sleeve shirt.
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His eyes darted to yours.
"What do you want, Riddle." You asked.
"Don't call me that."
"Why? You wanted me to call you that before." You say.
"That was before, this is now." He replied, leaning back on the bookshelf.
"Just go away." You speak, studying his face.
He watched as your eyes traveled down up and down his body, able to see his abs through the thin shirt he was wearing.
"Are you going to keep checking me out or what?" He smirked.
"I was not checking you out!" You whisper yelled.
He rolled his eyes and stepped closer to you.
"Tom— don't." You whispered.
He was even closer, having you against the bookshelf by now.
His face was so close to yours, only inches apart.
He studied your face and body as you stood there staring into his eyes.
"Tom—" You tried to say, but you were cut off by his lips pressing onto yours.
He was dominant and rough, but yet his lips were soft.
You moved your hands through his dark curls, kissing him back.
You knew it was wrong, but it felt right.
He felt right.
Tom pulled away from you, and you gave him a confused look.
"Why'd you stop?" You ask.
"I'm not going to take you in a library, come on." He demanded, grabbing your wrist.
He leaded you to his dorm, he locked the door behind him.
In a flash, you were on his bed and he was on top of you.
He looked at you asking for consent, and you nodded in response.
"I need your words." He said.
"Yes."
He continued and lifted your shirt over your head, leaving you in the white laced bra you were wearing.
He kissed down your neck, kissing over the old mark, making new ones.
His hands rested firmly on your waist, you tried to pull his shirt off, but that just made him grab your wrists, pinning them above your head.
"Don't." He says.
You felt anger radiating off of him and you didn't know why.
He took off the skirt you were wearing and let it fall to the floor, leaving you in your bra and underwear.
You felt a coldness on your thigh, you slightly looked up and saw a blade in his hand.
You didn't dare to speak.
His lips pressed onto yours again and you kissed him back.
Suddenly you felt the blade cut into your skin, making your body jolt.
Tom kissed down your chest, making you gasp at the feeling.
You felt the blade stop cutting into your skin, and he got up from his bed.
You slowly sat up, confused.
He smirked at the work he did on your thigh.
You looked down at your thigh and looked at the carved words in your skin.
R I D D L E
"Now everyone that you fuck, will know you're mine." He continued to smirk.
"You have a brother named Nicholas with the same last name dumb ass." You replied.
"He's going to know if he sees it, because he didn't do it." He scoffed.
The cut stopped bleeding but continued to sting.
You turned the opposite way from him and got under his covers.
"I didn't even fuck you and you're not going to classes?" He asked.
"Shut up." You demand.
He shrugged and made his way to the door.
"You're leaving?" You question, sitting up.
"I have classes to attend." Tom said sternly.
"Tom, can you stay?" You asked him.
You heard him sigh.
He turned around and headed to you.
He got in his bed, under the covers.
You could tell he didn't want to stay, since he was a straight A student.
You moved closer to him and your head rested on his chest.
It felt right, but you knew it was wrong.
Nicholas has refused to speak to you since yesterday, and you didn't even try to talk to him this morning.
You heard Tom's steady heartbeat, which put you to sleep quickly.
You woke up quite early, so getting some extra sleep would be great.
Tom thought you were asleep, and you suddenly felt his arm wrap around your waist, and his other hand brushed through your hair.
Butterflies filled your stomach as you eventually fell asleep this time.
