𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚛 - 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝟸

Hello everyone quick authors note before we get started. This part two was requested by L00nyLov3g00d . I originally wasn't going to do a follow up but I got a bit carried away today so thought I'd share this lil part.

I apologise for how rubbish updates have been recently. To be completely honest I'm having a pretty rough time at the moment. My mental health said 📉📉📉. But anyways I hope all of you are doing well and thanks for being patient with me.

I love y'all a lot 💞

- Rosaline

You will fall In love with me

Time was a very curious thing. You didn't know whether it had been a month or six but either way, you'd been locked in the chamber of secrets for what felt like an eternity.

Tom would bring meals before breakfast in the great hall, before lunch and after dinner so you wouldn't starve. At first, you refused to take anything from him. The boy who had ripped you from everything you knew because of his supposed love. But love wasn't like this. If he truly loved you he'd want you to be happy, and you weren't happy.

When he threatened to stop bringing meals you began eating, usually as Tom watched and did everything he could do get a simple conversation out of you like you'd have before in the library. But you hadn't given in, yet.

You feared that maybe this would be the only place you'd ever see again. Never travel to all the magical corners of the world or read all the finest literature from the most ethereal of libraries. You were going to just be stuck.

So when Tom came down one evening to deliver dinner, your eyes lit up at the site of a couple of books in his hands. He put down the tray of food and as always levitated the cutlery to feed you, just in case the chains made it so you could try and escape.

He also put the books in front of you, and as you went to grab he snatched them away with that smirk, the smirk you were once intrigued by but now feared.

"Ah... not so fast pet... you want these... you're going to need to speak to me... talk..." he implored watching your every move ever so carefully.

You contemplated your options. Would giving into conversation be giving into him? Not really if you were doing it for your own gain. So you spoke.

"I don't have anything to say to you..."

"Ahh how I missed your pretty voice little one..."

You shivered at the small endearments he used. It was so easy to be drawn in but you couldn't let yourself, not after what he'd done to you, to your friends.

"You won't hear it again... just... just please give me the books..." you ordered, paling slightly as he stalked towards you.

"I am the only one who will give orders around here... you either talk to me willingly and receive the kind gesture of two of your favourite novels... or I'll make you talk... and you'll still sit here with nothing to do..." he spat crouching over you like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

You were trying to not look scared but with him looming over you it was growing increasingly difficult. Tom always radiated superiority and right now he had you right where he wanted you.

"Fine... I'll talk..." you gave in, delivering your words as strongly as you could, which wasn't very much.

Tom grinned and stepped back a bit throwing over one of the books, beauty and the beast, how ironic.

"Why do you have me here...?" You asked after a few moments of silence. If you were going to have to talk you might as well try and get something out of him.