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also i usually don't put this but reader is of age in this image because it would be weird if they weren't.
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y/n was walking down the hallway to the last class of their day much earlier than everyone else. When they reached the door and walked in they were met with the sight of a very confused professor riddle and a completely disheveled classroom.
"Good morning professor" they spoke, alerting him to their presence.
"ah y/n finally, have you seen my sweater?" he asked
"nooo"
"you're wearing it aren't you?" he asked, amused.
"couldn't you tell?" They laughed .
"yeah yeah, laugh it up, love"
"I wasn't laughing" they said, still laughing.
y/n sat down at her seat in the front of the class before everyone else walked in. as she was getting her things out another professor walked in, dolores umbridge, or as they preferred dumbitch. she was talking to professor riddle about some of her new rules that she installed, again.
"Why are you here so early?" she said as she went to walk out.
"what?" y/n said looking up from her notebook.
"Why are you here so early, y/l/n?"
"they're here early because I asked them to be." tom spoke up.
"Well, alright then." and she was finally gone.
"Can you do me a favor?" y/n asked tom.
"i'm not going to murder her if that's what your asking."
"But why?"
"because there's not a reason too, darling."
"but i do-"
"not liking her is not a valid reason, love we've been over this."
"hm, fine." y/n said disappointed.
"oh, don't pout." tom said amused.
"i'm not pouting, tom" they said
"come here, love"
"I don't want to," they said walking to him.
tom wrapped his arms around y/n hugging them tightly
"then go away"
"your holding me idiot" y/n laughed
"So mean."
"question" y/n spoke.
"Yes, love?"
"is it still murder if you give them a heads up first?"
"I think that's a threat."
"damn."
