myra ; tom riddle

[65]

"For the past--," Clarisse was a nervous wreck in front of Riddle and me. She had simply appeared in the compartment, hands shaking and her voice quivering. I looked to Riddle, who found her nervous appearance amusing.

"Well, I don't know how long it's been, time kind of flew by. You were distracted with-," Clarisse looked at Riddle, her face going slightly pale. "You know."

"Spit it out," Riddle instructed, his finger tapping his pants impatiently.

"Well, I just wanted to bring this up, almost dying it all, it made me realize I haven't been completely honest. I mean I would rather just be telling you, Myra, but I suppose it doesn't matter anymore," Clarisse continued to ramble. I could see Riddle beginning to adjust in his seat, ready for the Hufflepuff to leave.

"When I attacked Avery at Hogsmeade, well, we just started meeting up to study and such. And, well, one thing let to another-," Clarisse began. "I mean it started off small. Nothing too serious, I swear! I didn't mean to it just kind of happened."

My eyes began to widen as I knew what the nervous girl was trying to say.

"I have been having sex with Avery for a pretty long time now and I think I'm in love with him!" Clarisse gasped. She covered her eyes with her trembling hands, afraid of seeing my reaction.

Riddle and I were silent, looking up at Clarisse. To my right, Riddle cleared his throat and even went as far as to cover up his mouth with his hands. Was he trying to contain a laugh? Why was he not as shocked about this as I was? Why had Clarisse just decided to spew this on our way home? How had I been too oblivious to not noticed her taboo activities?

"Well, I will leave you two," Riddle scoffed, trying to leave the compartment. In response, grabbed hold of his hand pulling him back down beside me. If I had to deal with the girl in front of me, so did he.

"I don't want you to reply. Please don't say anything. I just needed to get that off my chest-," Clarisse's words were coming out of her mouth quicker than she could think; her face had even gone a bright red.

She rushed out of the compartment quicker than she had entered.

"Why do you find this funny?" I asked, turning my attention to an amused Riddle beside me.

"How oblivious can you be? This has been going on for quite a while," I felt my face go slightly red, I could hex him for insulting me and calling me oblivious.

"How did you know?" I questioned, realizing that he had known of this affair before myself.

"I am allowing him to be with the mudblood, of course, I would know," He explained, his gaze out the window. Allowing. Was this why Avery was always first to bend his back for Riddle? Because of Clarisse?

Glaring out the window, Riddle ran a hand through his hair before continuing, "Plus, boys talk too much."

I felt my face heat up at the idea of Riddle and his dogs talking about sex. If Avery had told them about Clarisse, had Riddle told them about us? My stomach began to burn at the thought.

"Did you tell them about us fucking?" I asked. Instantly, he was no longer interested in what was out the window, instead, he looked in my direction. Sometimes I hated the way my brain worked; I felt as though it was impossible to bite my tongue. Why would I ask him this?

"Ladies are not supposed to use such vulgar language," Riddle replied, completely avoiding the question. Perhaps he had told them; it would explain why Lestrange had been looking at me differently these past few days.

"Ladies are not supposed to use such vulgar language; however, we are supposed to oblige to vulgar acts whenever a man pleases. It's rubbish," I huffed. I did not understand society, especially when it came to women. How did the world expect our words and appearance to be clean and pristine, but lose all of our dignity whenever a man wishes for us. Perhaps when I am old and grey, women will be able to say fuck without being looked down upon.

"No," He replied after a few moments of silence.

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