Tom Riddle X Reader | ✓

Part 58 One Night

That same night as the ambush, you found yourself painfully wiggling in your bed alone at night. Cold sweat was dripping off your body and soaking your sheets.

You woke up from a bad dream. Looked at the clock, it was just a few minutes past 2 am. Rain and thunder poured outside like crazy. Usual England.

Completely tired but afraid to fall back asleep, you made yourself a coffee in your room then stood in front of the window, watching the heavy rain and listening to sound the drops as they fell on the glass.

You heard a knock on the door. Carefully, unaware of what it could be, you approached it. As you opened it, you saw him again, stand still, completely soaked from the rain.

"T-tom? What are you doing here? If Sirius sees you..."

"Ah." - he stepped into your room, closing the door behind him "You and your fiance do not share a room?"

"No. My wishes."

"Well." - he took off his black cloak, revealing a white, buttoned shirt and black trousers he wore underneath "Believe it or not my intentions were to check up on you." - he took out his wand, pointed it at the unlit fireplace in your room and with one spell, his wand spat out fire, lighting it up. "Just makes it easier your fiance's not here."

You sat down on your armchair, slowly, with fresh wounds still absorbing your body, still sipping on your coffee "So. How does it feel leading an army?"

"You wouldn't know." - he smirked for a short second. "It's come to my ability to do as I please" - he leaned against the fireplace, looking at it. The gently blazing, crackling flame softly lit upon his pale features.

"I have to ask, I can remember so vaguely.. were you the one to save me?"

"I was on my way." - he bluntly replied, not shifting his gaze from the fire.

"And then brought me back home?"

"Did not want to be rude."

You felt a bit caught back by his admittance of rescue "...My ribs hurt like hell." - you sat on your bed, attempting to catch a few glimpses of his blank face. He appeared exhausted. "Why are you here, Tom? Again..."

"I already told you my intentions."

"Yes, yes, but... after all that happened.. let me just say, you are very odd, Tom. Certainly difficult to understand."

His fingers circled around his golden ring before taking it off. You recognized the ring, it belonged to the Gaunt family.

"See this?" - Tom turned around, lifting up and flashing the jewelry he held between his fingers 

Your eyes widened "Y-yes... Why?"

He blanked your question "May I?" - he pointed at your hand, approaching you on your bed.

"Uh. Why?" - you felt startled, you were aware of what it was. A horcrux. It could kill you if he already placed the foul magic on it. Of course, he did not know you knew.

"A wedding gift." - he smirked "For you"

"Oh. A ring?"

"Yes." - the more you hesitated, the more he seemed to grow impatiently suspicious "Is there something the matter?"

"No...Not at all" - you flashed a fake smile before gently gulping your saliva. You most likely appeared nervous

"I do know that gifting a ring is a peculiar manner to a bride who is not her groom." - he said "This belonged to my... family, shall we say?" - he discreetly hissed "I'd be... most honored if you kept it."

oh no. Was he trying to be nice or was he trying to kill you? there is nothing genuine about Tom. His selfish nature wouldn't let him gift you anything of such value for no reason; and no benefit for him.

"That's... a lovely gift"

He sat down next to you, grabbed your arm and softly slid the ring on your index finger. You could feel it in your gut that something was terribly wrong.

Randomly, he softly stroked the skin, sliding his fingers from the ring down to your arm. He turned your wrists around and stroked the area of the veins around your wrist.

You felt an inner, strong desire towards him. So hard to resist. Everything about him attracted you. His handsome features, the hair, those bluish-green eyes that oddly glinted red, that reputation he held as the most powerful, feared wizard of all time. Here he was in front of you. 

Was it such a sin to let it all go for one night?

You jumped on his lap, startling him. You grabbed his neck, pulling him in. You could feel his warm breath as his lips were about to touch yours.
In response, he brushed your hair back before his hands traveled down around your waist.

He did not mind it.

You pushed your lips into his, gently kissing him. It was as addicting as gluttony and lust put together. You felt your face and body warm up, you did not want to let go of him.

Your hand traveled to his hair which was wet from the rain. You stopped at the back of his head and just kept pulling him closer after each short break to breathe in air. What a sinful deed.

He stood up, still holding onto you, he held you as tight as possible before lifting you up and placing your legs between his own waist.

With one movement, he gently placed you onto your bed, laying down on top of you. Slowly, he moved his lips from your face down to your neck, making his way down your arms then legs. You felt his hot breath touch your knees before he moved back up. Passionately, he continued to kiss your neck, nibbling it softly. In response, with deep desire, you slightly scratched his back as you bit your lips.

When boom, Sirius Black opened the door.

He saw the dark lord, on top of you, stop kissing your neck and mockingly smirk at Sirius before getting off.

Sirius looked as if he was struck by lightning. He could not say a word at all for his heart was shattered. You could see it in his eyes, it's like the world around him had stopped.

You felt horrible. You felt even more horrible that you were too struck to stop Tom from taunting Sirius.

Teasingly, Tom approached heartbroken Sirius who was gazing at the dark lord in deep shock "You can never win." - he smiled, with deep mockery in his face and voice.

Outraged, Sirius pulled out his wand and cast a blasting spell, but before it could hit Tom, Riddle evaded the spell by shape-shifting into black smoke and eliminating himself out the window, leaving the spell to hit the back of the room, blasting the chairs and papers everywhere.

It was silent but you could hear Sirius almost shed a few tears as he took one breath. He gazed at you with despair in his eyes "<y/n>...why..."