Tom riddle- 001

This was all new to Tom. To love someone so wholly, so completely. It was almost embarrassing. Almost. And yet it seemed as though he couldn’t get enough of it. Of them. He was cold and cruel and blunt and they were completely different. They directly opposed him in everything, in his very being, and yet he couldn’t help but love them more for it.

The two sat in the library. The smell of the old texts of the magic of the past wafted through the air. They were in a more secluded area, as Tom preferred not to be bothered. He held a book in his hands, reading quietly as his free hand ran gently up and down their ankle affectionately. He then tugged at their ankle, to pull their chair closer to him.

They smiles and leaned forward to rest their chin in the palm of their hand. “If you were sorted into any other house..” Tom cut them off, “I don’t believe I would be sorted into any house other than Slytherin.” They rolled their eyes while a flicker of amusement passed over Tom’s face.