#tommmy

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What do you want for

Your birthday?

?

Gift?

It's not my Birthday?

In a week thoo

No.

I checked ur records

Let me get you something

No.

Plzz tell me

Tom?

Tommm?

Tommyy?

Riddle?

Answer mee

Come on

Tommmmm

Ughh

Having access to Tom's bedroom was nice, espeacially because I could Surprise him at any given moment, I was still in my pajama pants and a loose top when I entered his room, the clock barely over six in the morning, Tom was sleeping shirtless as always, his head buried in his pillow, his body strained on the matress.

I moved silently, careful not to wake him, I slipped under his covers, Before my body got in contact with his, His hand's grabbed my waist and pulled me into him with such force I almost let out a yelp.

"What you think your doing pretty girl" the deepness of his voice made me roll my hips into him sitting up on him as he rolled onto his back, his eyes stayed closed his hand's resting by my side.

"Morning birthday boy" I whispered to which he frowned, pulling me down he hugged me into him groaning softly.

"What time is it?" He buried his face in my neck as I let my legs spread having him inbetween them already feeling him hard.

"Uhm around seven" I whispered to which again he groaned and not the kind I liked.

"I still have time to sleep" His lip's met my skin on my neck and I let my eyes shut as he kissed me a couple of times before biting into my skin.

"Tom its your birthday no time to be lazy" I laugh as he bites into my skin making me whimper a little, he pushes his hip's into me and I can feel my stomach roll around on the ground a little.

"It is also saturday" he muttered, I let my hand run through his hair lifting his face to mine and pressing a kiss to his lip's.

"Happy Birthday" I mutter as he grins.

"I hate Birthdays" he answered but I rolled my eyes.

"Mhmm let me change that" I kissed him again and again until he was relaxed enough for me to get back on top of him, i watched him as I moved down to kiss his neck, from his neck down to his chest, I let my hand run down his stomach my fingers tracing his muscles, I kissed my way down and down, Tom still had his eyes closed his hand combing through my hair now, I palmed him through his pants and he let out a chocked groan which made me throb.

Tom was definetly big, big enough for me to have walking problems if he got to rough and big enough for me to have to take my time while sucking him off so I don't rip my fucking mouth open.

Kissing down his V-line I pulled his pants off, palming him through his boxers and moving my hand up and down getting him compleatly hard.

I kissed my way down, taking him out and licking up his dick I watched as he let out a breath, he tied my hair into makeshift ponytail, as I kissed his tip, softly licking off his precum, wetting him while I jerked him off, slowly I wrapped my lips around his tip and started to suck him off.

"Ah" I looked up at Tom who had covered his mouth with his second hand, a satisfied Moan escaping his mouth.

I felt the wettness between my legs as I made him chocke out more and more of those sounds, I tried to speed up but not the easiest task.

Tom pushed me down, his tip hitting the back of my throat and making him moan.

I bop my head in a steady pace my eyes finding his, not to be dramatic but seeing him all messed up half awake and getting those sound out of him made him look fucking beautiful.

Tom wasn't holding back, he wasn't half awake and the pleasure that was going through him made it hard for him to be quiet.

I felt him vibrate inside of me, his eyes we're glued to me, his body rocking into me.

"Fuck don't stop" He let out a whimper and I moaned, he pushed my head down and held me there until he was filling my throat with his cum.

My eyes watered, tears rolling down my cheeks as he exhaled.

"Fuck come here" Tom pulled me up wiped my tears away as I finished swallowing.

I cleaned my mouth while he let out a raspy laugh.

"Fucking menace" he muttered as he stroked my back.

"Happy Birthday" I whispered giggeling softly when he rolled his eyes.

"Thank you" He whispered before kissing me, he didn't hesitate to pull me into him his hand landing on my thights and slipping panst my pajamas, his other hand slipped under my top as he massagee my breast making me moan, he stroked me over my panties and I let out a whimper even I feeling how wet I was.

"Why are you so wet, love?" He asked between kisses and pressure making me moan again.

"Fuck lift your hips for me" I did as he told me, he pushed my panties aside and two fingers filled me up, I gasped softly sgainst his mouth, steadying myself holding on to his shoulders.

His thumb pushed against my clit, I whimpered as he moved his fingers in and out of my, hitting my g-spot several times while applying pressure to my clit.

I let out a chocked sound the pleasure making me gasp for air.

"Tom fuck- ah-" I dropped my head into his shoulder moving my hips and falling onto him.

"Faster please" I moan into him, biting into his skin as he did as I requested making my knees give out.

"Don't cum" he ordered and I let out a frustrated groan.

"Come on love be a good girl" he tilted his head watching as I turned into a breathless mess his pace only speeding up by the second and a smile catching onto his lips.

"Just a little more" the knot in my stomach spansmend and I let out a moan adjusting my position, my legs shock and my body vibrated as I threw my head back. Tom used his second hand to remove my top, his lip's catching my tit in between his teeth.

I looked down his hungry eyes staring up at me as he let his toungue run over my hard nipple.

"I can't- please" I beg, my voice breaking, my body shaking as he hit my g-spot.

"I'm gonna count down from ten yes?" He asked and I nodded frantically.

"Ten" I let out a moan

"Nine" I threw my head back his lip's attaching onto my chest again.

"Eight" he pushed against my clit hard enough to make me jolt.

"Seven" I let out a cry.

"Six-"

"Please" I whined making him chuckle.

"Five" I tried not to move but he pushed his fingers deeper.

"Four" I drop my head back onto his shoulder.

"Three" I started praying quietly.

"Two" he pushed my face up making me look at him, I let out a breath then a moan, my body hurting.

"One" I finally released, my body shaking as I breathed through.

I collapsed into him, Tom laughed his fingers leaving me coated in my cum he didn't hesitated to push them past his own lips and suck them clean.

"You are so sweet" he muttered.

I let out a soft cry my body trying to relax as I shock.

"Hey" he pulled his arm's around me, leaning back against the bed frame and letting me calm down. I propped my head up on his chest looking up at him.

"I was supposed to give you a gift" I mutter to which he lets out a raspy laugh, his head falls back looking up at the ceeling.

"You did do not worry" he muttered, I pressed my lips to his skin and closed my eyes.

I never really slept over at his, he didn't kick me out or anything I just didn't think he would like it, it took ten minutes before his breathing steadied, his head stayed on mine his arm's hugging into mine.

I didn't move afraid to wake him, he was always quiet but when he was asleep it was diffrent.

I must have fallen asleep aswell as when I woke up I was turned on my side, tom spooning me his leg over mine, his hand holding onto my waist and his face buried in my neck.

I looked at the clock on the night stand closing my eyes when it only showed nine.

Tom woke up before me the next time, his lip's kissed the back of my neck making me hum in response.

"You want to get breakfast?" He asked and I turn around, placing my hands around his neck.

"I want to brush my teeth first but then yes please" I mutter while yawning a little, Tom pushes the hair out of my face and chuckles softly.

"What?" My eyes lock with his, he props himself up his fingers tracing my cheek.

"Nothing you look cute" he mutteres making me blush in an instant.

I push myself up, rolling over him to go toward the door.

"I have an extra toothbrush if you want?" His hand catches mine pulling me into him.

"What?" I think I misheard everything.

"I have another toothbrush a clean one you do not have to go, just use mine" he rolls me over the bed and pushes me up, he gets up with me and walks me toward the bathroom, pushing the door open he reaches the cabinet below the sink and gets a light green tooth brush out, handing it to me he takes his own aswell and puts some tooth paste onto the now my toothbrush.

"When did you get a second toothbrush?" I ask leaning against the wall while brushing my teeth, Tom is looking in the mirror fixing his hair glancing over at me, his eyes dip down my body before coming back up to look me in the eyes.

"Hogsmead?" He says stalking toward me.

"Thought you could use it" he says towering above me, the toothpaste turns sweet in my mouth and I grin, wiping my lip's with my thumb I let my head rest against the wall.

"I thought you wouldn't want me in your room longer than needed" I mumble the sound muffled, he laughs slowly still making room for me to go over to the sink and wash out my mouth, I wait for him to be done, he moves toward me his fingerstracing my neck before grabbing my face and pressing a kiss to my lips.

"I'm hungry" he mutters and I nod.

"I'm going to get changed i'll meet you there if you want" I suggeste but he groans in respons.

"Just wait a second i will get dressed and I can come to your dorm" He says walking out if the bathroom and toward his wardrope.

I wash my face again in the meantime a little in dissbelive, the toothbrush I place in the cup on the sink beside his twisting them a little a small smile on my lips.

I walk out watching him as he ties his tie the shirt unbottoned, stepping toward him I slowly button up his shirt my fingers touching his chest softly.

Tom pulls his robe on, takes my hand in his and guides me out the door, theres a strange smell in the air, he walks with me toward my dorm his fingers intertwined with mine not caring that people stare a little, pushing my door open he takes a seat on my bed watching me go through my clothes and get changed, I put my hair up in a bun and put some eyeliner along with lipgloss on, looking behind me through the mirror I see Tom on my bed, his legs are spread, resting on his elbows he watches me his head tilted to the side, his eyes fixed on my lips.

"You think they'll be waffles?" I ask turning toward him, he shrugs reaching out to me until im walking toward him letting him rest his hands on my hips.

"Let us find out please i'm starving" he mutters glasncing at my lips.

Tom liked to kiss me, ever since we first started seeing each other he kissed me multiply times for no reason but the past days it multipled as if he just didn't hold back anymore, in class his lip's would attack the back of my neck hiding from the world of eyes.

Tom pulled me down, trapping my legs inbetween his as he slowly kissed me.

We reached the great hall quickly, his hand touching mine as we walked closer than usual.

Sitting beside Nott and Rax, Tom placed his hand on my thight, tracing my bare skin with his fingers.

"Mhmm. So fries?" He ran a hand over my clothed leg.

I shrugged, "I guess so."

He sighed, throwing his head back against the couch. "You don't want fries."

"I never said that, Tom."

He furrowed his brow, "we've been best friends for almost three years, I know when you don't want something and right now, you don't want fries."

"Well, young Thomas, I could really go for some pizza right now but if you want fries, then fries it is." I saluted to him.

I scoffed, "I'm only two years younger than you."

I laughed, or snickered. "Two years is a lot."

"You're right. Cause while I'm young, you're an old lady."

"Shut up." I laughed.

Tom sucked back the fries like they were going to be his last meal. "Jesus Tom, did you even taste them?"

He shoved the final one into his mouth and smiled, his cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. "Of course."

I nodded at my food, showing I still had half a container full. "So."

He sighed, rubbing his eyes. "So."

"My brother's getting married in two weeks."

"Right, did you tell them that you and Tommy broke up?"

I chewed my lip. "So, here's the thing-."

"You didn't tell them."

I made a face, "they didn't really know I was seeing Tommy."

He snorted, "meaning?"

"Meaning that they think I've been dating you for the last three years."

He choked on his drink and he shook his head. "What?"

I nodded, "as far as they know, I've been dating a big time actor named Tom Holland for the past three years. I have all the pictures with us together for proof and all the times we've hung out when they called."

He shut his eyes, running a hand through his locks again. "So, let me get this straight. Your parents, who I've never actually met, think that you've been dating me instead of your actual boyfriend?"

I nodded, raising a brow. "Sounds right."

"So let me guess? I have to go to the wedding with you, act like we've been dating for three years and not tell your parents that I'm your best friend?"

I pouted, bringing out my best puppy dog eyes. "You'd be a life saver."

I sighed, "it's a good thing I'm done shooting for the next two months."

"Is that a yes?"

He shook his head, "only because you're my best friend!"

I reached across the table and hugged him long and tight. "You're amazing."

He chuckled, "it's been said."

TWO WEEKS LATER

We were two hours into our six hour flight when Tom glanced at me, "so we have to make sure this is convincing, you know."

I nodded, "I know Tom."

He smiled, "I'm an actor, like an actual actor. Like it's what I do for a living."

"Yes Tom, I know." I chuckled as I tried focusing on my book.

"How long have we've been dating?"

I sighed, "three years, two months, six days and let's say three hours."

"That's pretty precise."

I scoffed, "you haven't met my parents."

He nodded, chewing his cheek. "The good thing, I guess, is that they don't know much about me."

I nodded. "You're right."

"So, let's go over what you need to kno-."

"Your name is Thomas Stanley Holland. You were born June 1 1996 in Kingston. You have three younger brothers. Sam and Harry are twins and Patrick is eight years younger than you. Your mother is a photographer and your father is an author and comedian." I said monotone as I focused on my book.

He snuffed, "fair enough. How did we meet?"

I turned my eyes to look at his brown ones. "Whatta mean?"

"I mean, are we gonna tell them the true story of how we met or are we gonna fake it?"

I shrugged, "the truth is nice. We met one night you were roaming around New York in the wee hours of the morning and became fast friends from then."

He nodded, "fast friends." I clicked his tongue. "What was our first date?"

I chewed my lip. "I don't know, you're the romantic."

He chuckled, "very well. I picked you up around seven, I drove you to the qaint little eatery where I had rented out the entire building. We ate salmon and veggies and then shared a huge piece of chocolate cake."

I nodded, closing my book, realizing that he wasn't about to stop anytime soon. "That's sounds ... really nice, actually."

He smiled, a rose color filling his cheeks. "Good."

I sighed, "okay. What do you know about me?"

He cleared his throat, winking. "Your name is (Y/F/N). You were born in Canada. Your parents moved to New York when you were fourteen. You studied at NYU for two years. You are allergic to cats but love dogs. Which is why I like you by the way, you're so good with Tessa." He wiggled his brows. "You have three brother and a sister. Your father is a carpenter and your mother is an interior decorator."

I nodded, "very good."

A few moments passed before he spoke again. "Are we planning on getting married?"

I shook my head, shocked my his question. "What?"

He raised his brows. "Us, as a couple, do we plan on getting married?"

I shrugged, "I guess so. Down the road, maybe."

"Do you think I should propose?"

"Jesus Tom, what the hell?"

He shrugged, "you don't wanna marry me?"

"Tom! We're not even really dating!"

He huffed, "I know that." His words came out soft.

I sighed, "I'm sorry. I'm just nervous about you meeting my parents and-."

He smiled, reaching his hand to rest on my knee as if he'd done that a thousand times before. "It's gonna be fine."

I laughed, "did I mention my dad hates accents?"

We landed at the airport where my brother and his fiancee were holding a sign reading my name. I ran towards Logan and hugged him tightly. Tom followed close behind but gave us our space. We said our hellos, I hugged Grace and congratulated her again on getting married soon. Logan kissed my cheek and smiled. "You must be Tommy."

Tom sighed, smiling. "I usually go by Tom, but yeah, that's me."

Logan chuckled, "British?"

"Uh yeah. London."

I went to Tom's side and laced our fingers together, leaning into his shoulder. "Baby, are you hungry?"

Tom made a face and then chuckled, "I'm starving."

Logan wrapped an arm around Grace and he nodded. "We could eat somewhere if you'd like."

I nodded, squeezing Tom's hand. "We should grab some pizza."

Tom laughed, "only because we had fries last night."

---

We sat around a table and shoveled pizza into our faces. Logan wiped his mouth and smiled, wrapping a arm around Grace's chair. "So, Tom. How did you and my sister meet?"

Tom nodded, chuckling. "We met one night when I was roaming around New York randomly."

Logan smirked, "drinking?"

Tom shook his head, "I had just landed. I flew in from Japan and the time difference messed me up, couldn't sleep."

Grace smiled, "so Tom. You're an actor?"

I smiled, kissing his cheek. "Tommy here is a good actor."

Tom flushed pink, "I try."

Logan snapped his fingers. "Dude! You're the new Spider-Man, that's where I've seen you before."

He smirked, "One of the best things that has happened to me was landing that role. The first here was falling in love with (Y/N)."

This motherfucker was smooth.

I blushed and cleared my throat. "So Grace, are you all set for tomorrow?"

She laughed, kissing my brother's cheek. "I certainly hope so! I'm so happy you were able to make it."

I smiled as leaned into Tom's side, it seemed so natural. "Of course, Logan is my brother and you're his fiancee. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Logan smiled, taking a long drink. "I guess we're lucky that Tom got some time off."

Tom laughed, "well, I'm finished shooting for a while now."

My phone started buzzing in my pocket. "Hello?"

My mother's excited voice squealed from the other end. "(Y/N), my darling, how are you? Have you landed yet? Is Logan and Gracie with you? Please tell me you've brought that secret boyfriend of yours along."

I laughed nervously, "Hi mom." Tom's eyes grew wide and I winked at him. "I'm doing fine. We landed about an hour ago, we stopped for food. Logan and Grace are with me and he's not my secret boyfriend, he has a name."

She laughed, light and fluttery. "Well, Missy, please get your butt home so I can hug your cute little face and meet this special boy."

I sighed, "of course mom."

She gasped, "can I speak with Tom?"

I shook my head, "what?"

"Can I speak with Tom?" She repeated.

I chewed my cheek, "he's actually gone to the washroom at the moment."

Tom made a face and pointed at his chest. I nodded.

My mother sighed, "okay, well then, I guess I can wait till you get here to meet him."

I sighed, relief filling me. "Okay, see you soon."

Grace stood, fixing her skirt and smiled. "Well, we're ready to go if you are. We'll go grab the car and bring it around for you two."

I nodded and smiled, "sounds good, thank you."

When they were gone, Tom sighed and slumped into his chair. "That was terrifying."

I laughed, "you're right, it was but it's about to get so much worse."

"Parent time?" Tom made a face as he asked.

I nodded, "parent time."

The ride to my parents house was awkward. Grace and Logan sat up front while Tom and I were in the back seat. Tom kept his hand on my thigh as if to reassure himself that we were dating. Grace kept smiling at me and commenting on the weather. "I hope it's this beautiful tomorrow."

I chuckled, "I'm sure it will be lovely. You're going to make a beautiful bride."

She chewed her lip, blushing. "Thank you!"

We pulled into the long drive way, coming to slow stop near the house. Logan jumped out, opening the door for Grace and then grabbing our suitcases. Tom stepped out and smiled. "I got it, thank you though."

Logan nodded, "okay. See you inside, bro." He patted Tom's back and grabbed Grace's hand.

I sighed and leaned into Tom's chest as my parents came rushing out the front door. "(Y/N)!"

My mother all but ran to my side and hugged me tight. "Hello, mother."

My father kissed my cheek and winked at me. "Welcome home kiddo."

Michelle, my mother, turned and eyed Tom. "Well, Tom, aren't you a handsome young man."

He chuckled nervously, lacing our fingers together. "Thank you, Ma'am."

She chuckled, "(Y/N), you never mentioned he was British."

I nodded, "surprise, my British boyfriend."

Tom laughed and kissed my temple. "I'm just a boyfriend, really."

Michelle hugged him tight and my father shook his hand. "Nice to finally meet the young man that's captured my daughter's heart."

Tom nodded, "nice to finally meet the man who raised the love of my life into such a beautiful young woman, Sir."

My dad, Ralph, laughed. "Smooth."

Tom smiled, "saying nothing but the truth Sir."

Just then, the three younger siblings came running out. Lucas, being the youngest at four, ran to my side and hugged my tightly. "Hey, buddy!"

The other two, Kohen and Josie, seven and nine, hugged me once tightly and stepped back beside my parents. I kissed Lucas's cheek and smiled. "Guys, this is my boyfriend, Tom."

Kohen made a face, "do you play on movies?"

Tom nodded, "I sure do buddy."

Josie smiled, blushing. "You play Peter Parker."

Tom smiled, nodding again. "Yes, I do."

Kohen's eyes grew wide, "can you show me how to do that flip thing?"

Tom looked at me and I shrugged, "go play, Love."

Tom kissed my cheek and ran away with my younger siblings.

I followed my parents into the house and smiled as I watched my best friend flip around with the three treasures in my life.

My mother smiled, sitting on the couch. "Tom seems like a lovely man."

"He's a sweetheart."

Ralph smiled, "he seems young."

I nodded, "he's two years younger than me."

He made a face, "so that makes hi-."

Tom entered the room, "I'm twenty one sir."

My mother smiled, "are your family in the United States Tom?"

He shook his head, "no, they're back in England."

He sat beside me on the couch opposite from my parents, wrapping a arm around my shoulders. "You have a big family?"

He shrugged, "I suppose so. I have three younger brothers."

My mother clapped her hands, "both from big families! You know, (Y/N) has always dreamed of marrying a man that comes from a big family."

"Mom, stop, come on."

She waved me away. "Do you think there is marriage involved?"

Tom shrugged, kissing my hair. "One day down the road, I'm sure. I'd love you marry your daughter."

Ralph smirked, "when you're a little older, right?"

Tom laughed, "of course. Twenty one is quite young to get married and start a family."

Michelle smiled, "especially with your career blooming."

Tom nodded, "I'm very blessed with where I am right now, life and career wise."

I looked at my watch, it was a little past eleven. I yawned as if on cue. Tom smiled, "time for bed, Love?"

I nodded, "I think so." I stood, dragging Tom up behind me, kissing my parents cheeks before heading upstairs. "See you in the morning."

"So, are we gonna sleep in the same bed or...?" Tom sat on the floor, his shirt removed and only jogging pants.

I shrugged, removing my shirt to reveal a tank top. I crawled under the blankets. "I don't care."

Tom sighed, "no funny business."

I scoffed, "Thomas Stanley, it is you who I should be saying that too."

He made a face, "why?"

"What was with all the kissing today?"

He shrugged, "we're suppose to be dating for a decent amount of time. Couples like that are touchy and show affection. If you want me to stop, then I will."

I shook my head, "I never asked you to stop."

He winked, crawling in beside me. "Good, cause I wasn't going to."

The kids busted into our bedroom around seven am, screaming at the top of their lungs. "Wake up! It's the wedding day!"

I shifted but kept my head underneath the pillow. Tom wasn't beside me, and his spot was cold. My sister chuckled, "Tom went out for a run about an hour ago."

I sighed, nodding. "Thank you, Josie."

Kohen stripped me of my blankets and revealed my tank top and short bottoms. "Ugh, Kohen, it's cold!"

He laughed as Lucas crawled up in bed beside me. "I'll keep you warm, sissy."

I kissed his cheek as Tom entered the room. His hair was covered with a hat and his headphones hung from one ear. He smiled at me, sweat had formed a fine layer onto his face and chest. "Lucas, that's my job buddy."

Lucas made a face, "you're not her husband."

Tom shook his head, "no, you're right, I'm not. Can you cuddle her then?"

Lucas's face beamed as he snuggled in closer to me. "Of course."

My mother came up the stairs, her hair in curlers and her makeup freshly done. "Good morning, love birds. Tom, why are sweaty?"

I chuckled, standing and stretching. I walked to his side, kissing his cheek. "He likes to go for runs in the mornings."

Tom nodded, kissing my hair. "It helps keep my thoughts at bay and it helps with the Spider-Man physique."

I chuckled, "I like the Spider-Man physique."

My mother's face reddened. "Okay, well, Ralph is downstairs fixing up some breakfast if you would like some. Make sure you're both ready to leave by noon, please." She started to walk away. "Oh and Tom, the spare bathroom is at the end of the hallway, there is towels in the drawers. I'm sure Logan left some body wash in their from the last visit."

He smiled and nodded. "Thank you."

As mother scooted the kids out of the room, Tom started stripping his running clothes. "I didn't know you went for a run every morning."

Tom laughed, his face confused. "You didn't?"

I shook my head. "No, you've never actually stayed at my apartment before."

He shrugged, "fair enough. I'll be back, babe, gotta shower the stink away."

---

Noon time came around and everyone was shuffling around like they were chickens without heads. My mother fought with the children to fix their hair and get them dressed fully. My father had finished dressing and was now helping my brother with his tuxedo. Grace and her bridesmaids have left early that morning to get ready. My mother had asked me to go with them and I declined, "I'm not one of the bridesmaid's mom."

She shook her head, "and that is something I will never understand."

I huffed, "she's the bride, she can choose. I don't mind, really."

Tom had kissed my temple, "I'm gonna get changed, babe."

Half an hour later, Tom came out of the bedroom dressed in dark pants, paired with a navy blue suit jacket and a crisp white shirt. "Damn, you clean up well."

He chuckled, "this old thing?" He winked as he fixed his hair.

Michelle stepped into the bedroom and leaned against the door frame. "I cannot wait till I have to do this all over for you two."

My face reddened as I fixed my makeup, brushing some lipstick across my lips. "Mother, come on."

Tom laughed, coming closer to me and hugging me from behind. "I'm sure that day will come sometime."

Michelle's eyes welled up with tears. "You two are just adorable. Tom you look positively handsome."

He smiled, "thank you Michelle, you look beautiful."

She laughed, "my hair is still up in curlers, Tom."

He shrugged, "beautiful all the same."

She walked away, rolling her eyes as blush filled her cheeks. I snorted, "you maybe wanna calm down on sucking up to my mother. She likes you."

He shrugged, "your mother is a beautiful lady."

"Maybe you should date her instead."

He laughed, taking a step back. "Maybe I will."

"Now leave so I can get dressed, Thomas."

He winked at turned away, "by the way, I changed your dress to match me."

I gasped, "you what?"

"I know you packed that dark red one but it didn't really go with my outfit so I took the liberty of buying you a new one to match me."

I laughed, shaking my head. "You better have not fucked this up, Thomas."

He winked again, "just look, Love."

I turned to my dress bag and zipped it down. There was a beautiful navy dress. I slipped it onto my body and admired it in the full length mirror. It stopped just above my knee and flowed out backwards. It was sleeveless and had a silk belt wrapped around the middle. I teared up and Tom appeared in the frame again. "You look beautiful."

"Shut up but good choice on the dress."

He winked and my mother called up the steps. "I hope you two lovelies are ready because we are leaving." She sang the last few words.

Grace had turned this little garden into some of fairytales. It was absolutely stunning. Tom held my hand was we walked up to find some seats. Across the walkway from me was an old friend of my brothers and an old flame of mine back in high school. As Tom talked to my mother about some of the new projects he was working on, TJ slipped across the way and stood in front of me. "Well, hello (Y/N)."

I smiled at him and fished around for Tom's fingers. "Hello, TJ."

He was tall with dark hair and bright blue eyes. His smirk ever so present. "You look beautiful, as always."

I laughed, "right because that's what you said in high school."

He shrugged it away, "high school was forever ago. You've changed, I've changed. All of us have changed, (Y/N/N)."

I sighed and pouted, "you're right, we have all changed. TJ, have you met my boyfriend Tom."

At his Tom spun around and smiled. He stood, offering his free hand. "Nice to meet you..."

TJ laughed, "TJ, I'm an old friend of Logan's."

Tom nodded, "nice to meet you."

"Did (Y/N) ever mention that we use to date in high school?"

Tom chuckled, "she's mentioned briefly about a guy who broke her heart as he cheated on her with her best friend."

TJ stuck his tongue in his cheek and I smirked. "Oh, but we've all changed TJ, right?"

He smiled but his eyes were fixated on Tom's. "Is your last name by any chance Holland?"

"It is yeah."

TJ snickered, "and how did you ever manage to hitch yourself to her?"

Tom stood to his, coming to the same height as TJ. "I love her very much. I'm lucky to have such a beautiful woman to hold at night."

TJ licked his lips and scoffed, "you may be holding her at night but she's held every guy in New York."

I stood, stepping between the men. "TJ, fuck you. Go sit down, I don't even know why Logan invited you."

He laughed, "perhaps it's because Grace is my younger sister?"

My jaw dropped and he snarled. "Have a good life (Y/N), nice to meet you Tom. Keep up the good work." He winked and slipped back into the crowd.

Tom shook his head and sighed. "What a fucking moron."

I chewed my lip, "you didn't believe him about the New York guy thing, right?"

He shrugged, "why should I? I'm not really your boyfriend so should I care?"

The hurt. It felt like a punch to the gut. "Because you're my best friend."

He shrugged, "I can't stop you from sleeping with every guy in the city."

I scoffed, "so you do believe him then?"

Tom raised a hand and rubbed his eyes. "I don't know, (Y/N). He seemed pretty legit."

"Okay, I'm going to sit with-” I glanced around, “anyone other than you."

Tom sighed, "come on, Love. Don't be like th-."

"Tom, just don't." I slunk away from his grasp and marched to the back of the chairs, sitting beside a stranger.

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When your done with

the Prefects meeting

Will you come to the dorms or?

I have to check on my potion

I will come to the party do not worry

Alrighttt

Write me if something changes

The common room is fairly empty in the afternoon, most sixth and seven years have stayed to study for the OWL's over the Christmas break, some fifth years and as I know three second years, five third years, and maybe four first year's.

a first year is sitting beside me reading a book, unbothered by Mary who is standing on the sofa side beside him trying to pinch a decoration up with her wand while halfway falling down on him.

"Mary give the Bloke some space" I smile at the boy who looks up and stares at me with wide eyes.

I close the black notebook and shove it into my bag, the Transfiguration notebook is almost full of ideas and plans for the Party so I close it as well pushing it away.

"Your fine I don't mind" He says moving a little toward me.

"You know you can't stay for tonight right? There will be loads of drinking and smoking, it's no place for a twelve year old."

"I won't stay, I'm in a dorm with a guy who's not the nicest, so I might have to find someplace to hide" the boy explained and I frown.

"Whats your name?"

"John" I look him up and down, he's a bit scrawny, wearing a blue jumper and a ragged cap, his big brown eyes are staring back at me when I look back up.

"getting bullied?" I ask, sudden concern, I didn't really know him, it was hard enough to keep track of everyone in the upper classes so we didn't even bother with the ones below these days.

"Just the usual" John says, he pulls his lips together and looks down. I hum in agreement as if anybody has ever bullied me.

"Alright, you can stay for the party, tickets are 22 sickles" I grab a ticket out of my bag and give it to him.

"I don't have money" he whispers, my heart sinks a little when his hands come together and he starts to pick at his skin.

"It's on me, but don't drink to much. Who's your dorm mate?" I reach over and take his hand, putting the ticket into his, making sure to pull them apart to stop the anxiousness.

"Mathew borruw" he says, he's staring at the small paper, then pushes it into his pocket, the name makes me alert.

"Where he at now?" I sit up straight and look around the common room, Archie is holding up Lucille on his shoulder, her hands are in the air trying to place another blue paper flower in-between a painting.

Then I spot Rax and Nott who are counting bottles and categoriesing them on a large table in the back.

"Uh probably in the hall, eating like everyone else?" He asks, I look back at him and smile, then I whistle sharply making Rax look around to find me.

"Oy need ya help come over here" I wave my hand toward me.

A second later both boys lean over the sofa, Nott grabs John's book and flips it over.

"What's good little man?" He ruffles his hair and smiles.

"Are you two going to the hall in a bit?" I ask, Rax takes my notebook and flips toward the back checking the inventory while nodding.

"Aye" he mutters

"alright, let's go then, need your help teaching someone a small lesson" I smile at John who's eyes widen.

"No you will only make it worse! It's not worth it", he squeals and Nott laughs.

"Meet John, my new best friend. He's coming to the party tonight-"

"No one under forth year." Rax says with a stern voice.

"It's my party I can make an exeption, he even wore the right colors, come on don't be a puff" I shove his arm and give him a knowing look.

"Aren't you a muggle?" Nott asks and I look at him for a second.

"Yeah" John looks down again, his fingers finding each other in his lap.

"Is that why someone's messing with you?" Nott asks after a second.

"Borruw says I'm a mudblood, shouldn't even be here" John mutters, Mary looks down, a second later she falls in between us and looks around.

The blond is rather short, one of the best in Runes and now her eyes are on the first year with a concerned look.

"Hey that's just pureblood nonsense, I'm a muggle too, you wanna see if he'll call me a mudblood?" Mary soft voice makes me smile, Nott and Rax on the other hand look down to me, I can't help but give them the same look. We all grew up with the pureblood nonsense, most of us believed it.

"I mean look at these three, their purebloods but their still my friends, they don't mind that I wasn't born pure." Mary looks at us, we smile back because it is true, non of us really cared about blood status, maybe in the early years we made a joke or two, but soon everyone realized it was just dumb, especially when the ones we called mudbloods were better at some things than we were.

"Alright Johnny boy, let's go get some food and have a little talk with you friend." Nott pats John's shoulders and pushes him off the sofa, I grab the notebook back and shove it into my backpack, placing it under the sofa so no one would trip over it and waving my wand to hide it from sight.

"Archkins, Lucciiiillleee were going to eat coming?" Mary winds around and shouts at the two, Lucille shakes her head.

"We'll finish up here and find you guys later" Archie nods absent mindedly.

A few minutes later we're walking into the Great Hall, it was decorated for Christmas and most kids were sitting together, ignoring the house rules while everyone else was away.

there were three first year Slytherins sitting down in the middle, one of them I recognized two not so much. Rax placed a hand on John's shoulder and led the way sitting down in front of them, I pushed myself between the boys, Nott took one side and Mary set down beside John.

"Hello enjoying dinner?" Rax asked, staring dead cold at them.

"Is everything alright?" One of them asked, I looked at him, Malfoy was small, not as confident as his big brother who was a year below me, his green eyes were staring at us in confusion.

"Well about that" Nott said picking up a fork and taking one of Malfoys grilled potatoes.

"You three know our mate John?" He asks after biting into the potato.

Malfoy shrugs looking over at him, the other two beside me exchange a glance, John is moving toward Rax his eyes full of worry.

"Not really, he's not in my dorm so" Malfoy shrugs and gives him a smile.

"I'm Marcelle Malfoy" he extends his hand, John blinks a bit surprised then takes it.

"You were in my group at potions once right?" Marcelle asks and John nods.

"Well Marcelle do you think blood status matters?" I ask slowly, the blond boy shrugs and takes his fork, then reaches over the table and takes one of Notes freshly plated Potatoes.

"No one actually cares about it, we just act like we do because of our parents" he says, then bites into the potato staring at Nott who whips his head around confused.

"What about you two, I don't remember either of you telling us your names?" Rad glared at the two boys beside me.

"I'm Mathew Borruw. Your Father works with mine at the ministry. I was at your house once, not that you were there, heard you were off with the lady friend your parents want you to marry" I almost consider punching the child beside me, he's fat and ugly, with big teeth and frizzy locks.

Rax looks at me, I blink in surprise and then smile.

"I'm gonna go" the other scared sounding boy beside me gets up and leaves quickly, I look at Nott who is also glaring down at the boy in-between us.

"Wow a true pureblood at our side" Nott says, his tone is dead, when I look toward John is can only see Mary giggling.

"I can only guess it's you, they said something about how thrilled they are to be marrying into friends." Mathew snarls, silence over comes us but it doesn't stay long.

"Merlin are they really? My parents are going to be mad, they wanted you to marry my brother" Marcelle jokes while cutting up a bread, I grimace and he laughs.

"Though they should've guessed it" he adds shrugging.

"Mine wanted Him to marry my older sister" Mathew says kicking his head toward Abraxas.

"A Lestrange in the family would have been a gift they said. Though I will have to dissapoint them if I tell them what you were trying to do" Mathew looks toward John.

"Hm" I hum, Rax chuckles and crosses his arms.

"Do you want to know how many children die when they accidentally wander into the forbidden forest?" Mary asks, her sweet voice making all of us calm down, Mary was one of the few who got detention and was made to clean up the forest site, then she almost died so everyone kind of made sure first year's weren't allowed to go in anymore, though everyone knew that the Ravenclaw boys made the younger ones go in for some kind of test.

"I don't talk to Mudbloods so no." Mathew says, what happens next is quick as a blitz, I whip my wand around us and cast a silencing spell, Mary casts a disfiguring spell, Nott grabs the first year's head and smashes him into the table so fast some kids still look at us the sound escaping me.

Mathew screams and John jumps up a little.

"Didn't hear you what was that?" Nott holds his neck making him unable to get up, bringing his face close to his, his eyes lighting up.

"You broke my nose" the boy began to cry, he was crying loudly and I almost felt bad for him, blood spilled over his shirt and plate but before he could say anything else Rax pointed his wand at him.

"Look at me." He snarled.

"You will utter a single word, you will ever say that word again. I will not only make sure you will never speak again. I will make sure your parents hear the nastiest rumors about you and your sister. I will ruin your life for the rest of my time here, and when I'm gone I'll make sure someone else will do it for me. You dare to touch John and you will never walk the halls again without the fear of me. I am Abraxas Lestrange And I promise you, you have no idea who you just called a mudblood " Rax lowered his wand but just about the boy took a sigh to relax, Mary lifted hers, she smiled, then Mathew began breathing slowly, all this time he was crying and holding up his head while trying to get up and at the same time shivering and staring back at Rax with wide eyes.

Mary whispered a spell, so quietly I didn't even catch it, then Mathews voice went quiet, he opened his mouth.

He gasped, then tried again.

"Have a fun winter break, though I doubt you'll be doing much without talking, or without being able to write for that matter" Mathew pushed out of Notts grasp and fell on the floor, people around us only looked up when he began running toward the door. I didn't let my gaze linger, flicking my wand and letting Mathew dirty plate disappear, I glanced at John, who was staring at us mouth hanging open, Nott had begun eating his food again, Rax was deciding which pudding to take, Malfoy was putting butter on his bread.

I grabbed a fresh plate from the side and stacked some potatoes on my plate.

"What an arse" Malfoy said suddenly, Mary laughed and I joined, Rax smiled and at that glancing down at the blond.

"How is it that your brother such a twat?" He asks, Marcelle shrugs stabbing another potato and placing it on the buttered bread.

"You could have just switched dorms, there's a bed free in mine anyways" he pushes his head forward to Look at John.

"I probably will do that tonight." John says softly, I smile at him but he doesn't return it.

"Wasn't that a bit mean?" He asks carefully, I shrug at him.

"It wasn't just about you anymore, he was mean to all of us, just because he thinks his daddy is high up in the ministry " I explain just as carefully.

"Isn't he the one who got kicked out of the board?" Nott asks, Rax narrows his eyes and then laughs.

"Now that you mention it, pretty sure he was having an affair."

"What are the chances of you guys letting me sneak into that party tonight?" Marcelle asks pointing his fork at me.

"Sorry kid no one under fourth year" Nott says but I roll my eyes.

"Tickets a galleon"

"It's 22 sickles." Malfoy objects

"Yeah but your rich, plus your brother will be there so keep an eye out will ya?" Rax explains shoving him a little.

"You should worry about your beater skills rather than my Brother" Malfoy jokes making all of us laugh instantly.

"That was just a bad day" Rax says a little to fast and too emotional as well, as if on que Lucille appears with Archie in tow.

"Bullshit you suck at being a beater, even I'd be better and I'm a seeker" Lucille sits down beside me.

"The only reason your not off the Team is cause Riddle feels bad for you" Lucille takes a fork and steals one of my potatoes, I grin at Rax who rolls is eyes, but at the mention of Tim my heart sinks a little.

I've been doing everything I can not to think about him, maybe that was the only reason I decided to help John, just to be thinking about something else for a while.

Everytime I thought about him, everytime I saw him I felt hollow and sad, I didn't know why, I didn't understand anything anymore, and it hurt, it hurt to know he didn't love me.

"Where's the Captain anyways?" Archie asks, I glance over at him frowning when I see he's plating only beans on his plate.

"Fucking Brits" I mutter

"Prefect meeting, plannings for the next year then Slughorn of course" I say afterwards.

"Who's the fella?" Lucille asks looking at John.

"New pet project " I explain grinning.

"Thinking off adopting him" I add making the brunette laugh, John blushes and sinks into himself.

"Ugh I love first year's, their so precious and full of hope" Mary sings and the table erupts in laughter again.

"Yeah I'm just full of sunshine" Malfoy says his face expression less making Mary chuckle.

"Wait aren't you a Malfoy?" Archie asks making Marcelle roll his eyes.

"The one and only- well I guess the one and in fourty" Marcelle says still unbothered, Nott cackles at that.

"Ugh how's you Aunt?" Lucille asks her lips pulling into a thin line, we all copy that movement and look at him awkwardly.

"Hopefully dying, nasty cunt that one" Marcelle says, I'm the first to laugh having met the woman a year ago.

"Oh thank god someone said it" Nott aays

"I felt bad for her yeah but she had it coming, she actually pulled my ear once" he adds looking at all of us as if we understood anything when his mouth was full of food.

"She's still at the hospital" Marcelle says toward Lucille who nods.

"Why is there a disfiguring spell around you fool?" I feel his hands first, both of them around my shoulders, then when he speaks I can't help but feel horrid again.

"Hey I thought you were at the Prefects meeting?" I look up toward him, he looks down, nodding a little.

"Was" he says, I look back down at my plate while Tom pushes Nott away and takes a seat beside me.

"Who is the child?" He asks after looking around.

"John meet Riddle" Nott takes his plate toward him and switches the empty plate beside him toward Tom who nods at him.

"Hello" Tom extends his hand across the Table and John shakes it.

"Malfoy" Tom says and nods toward the blond who waves.

"Riddle" he says back mocking his English accent.

"Is everything set for tonight?" Tom turns toward me, lifting his fork and taking one of my potatoes.

"Yeah, we just need to set up another set of wards for the others, and maybe a special one for Slughorn" I explain mentally making sure who to add to the list of people who won't be able to enter.

"I will be done with Slughorn around eight so, I will make sure he goes straight to his chambers" Tom says, I nod at him, looking up I see Rax eyeing me with a soft look.

He tried talking to me a couple of times about it but I would just brush him off.

We settle into comfortable conversation, Malfoy asks John to walk with him afterwards and when I walk back toward the dorm I see the two boys carrying John's bags toward Malfoys dorm.

The entire room was upside down, every blue and white clothing piece I had was thrown on the bed, my fingers still itches a little from the warding spell and every five minutes I set down and took a deep breath.

I was deciding between wearing a skirt or some jeans, I got asked one of the Ravenclaws for the signature blue skirt they wore sometimes, below I wore the white leggins,  when Tom entered I was debating which heels to wear.

"Hello" he stayed in the doorway, watching as I lifted my head from the ground.

"Hi!" I smiled, for a second I forgot about everything, I forgot what he had said and I forgot that I should be wearing clothes because Tom was removing his tie, lifting his bag over his head and throwing it in a corner all while keeping his eyes on me.

"Why are you half naked?" He asked, I looked down on myself realizing I'm only wearing the white blue Bra and then leggings.

"Uh I'm deciding what outfit to wear?" I ask confused, why couldn't he have pieces that together.

"How about you wear nothing?" He stalks forward, crouching down and lifting the sparkling blue high heel.

"These are incredibly tacky" he looks up toward me, I smile and lean forward.

"I'll go with these then" I mutter, lifting the lower, dark blue heels.

"At least you will be able to walk in those" he says, I chuckle and take the other heel out of his hand, throwing them to the side.

"I can walk in anything" I object

"Yeah what about Dance? I will not dance with you out of fear of having my foot stabbed" his lips turn into a smile and I laugh.

"I would never stab you!"

"Eh you stabbed that time in Defense against dark arts?" One of his eyebrows lifts and my eyes widen.

"That wasn't a stab! That was like a scratch with a sword... It's not my fault they let us spar?" I cross my arms below my chest and pout.

"Why are you back early anyways?" I ask after he tilts his head and smiles.

"Slughorn might have opened a sleep potion on accident" Tom inches forward, his eyes lighting up when I smile.

"Aren't you rotten?" I muse leaning forward again, he meets my lips with another soft smile, I let my hands drop into my lap, Tom steals my breath when he reaches out and grabs my neck, he pulls me toward him, sitting back on his heels he pulls me up into his own lap, letting me wrap my legs around his waist, I run my hands up his body, my lips moving, my mind blurring as his tongue moves into mouth.

"We don't have time" I say, only deepening the kids, pulling his hair and bringing his body closer to mine.

"I always have time for you" he mutters back, his hands drop toward my shoulders, then my back unclipping the bra, I don't waist time to let my fingers find the buttons on his shirt.

"Not to mention you are simply assisting me with getting undressed" he elaborates, I laugh into the kiss, pushing the shirt over his shoulders, letting my hands run down his biceps, my fingers caress his stomach, my lips beginning to hurt, his hands find my thighs squeezing them softly, abruptly he pushes me forward and stands up, I Yelp a little grabbing his neck he moves toward the bed, when he sits me down he pulls away and pushes my clothes to the ground, I kick the rest Off while moving backwards, taking off my legging as well, one of his hands wrap around my ankle, kissing it softly, then he begins to move up, trailing kisses up toward my thigh, he looks up.

I've messed his hair up, because of the rare light in the room there's a shadow across his face, his mouth is hanging slightly open, I realize he's panting as he moves upward, I keep my eyes on him as his fingers slip under my knickers, pulling them down slowly, I lift my hips and he pulls them down, my hand reaches out to touch his face, skimming up toward his hair, he smirks softly when I pull him toward me, his hand clawing into one of my thighs and pushing my leg upward, I groan as his thumb inches closer inside, he doesn't look away and I am unable to focus on anything else than his eyes as one of his fingers enters me, my mouth opens slightly as I take in a sharp breath and I hear him chuckle before he lowers himself.

We haven't had sex in weeks, to busy with mid terms and other things to find time, either he came back late or I did, he was mostly gone by the time I woke up, and now as his lips caress me, as his eyes devour me I realize how much I missed him like this, how much I missed the feeling of forgetting everything as soon as he touches me.

Nothing mattered beside him, I let myself relax and didn't even try to keep quiet, my moans escaping me faster than I can realize, my eyes rolling upward as his teeth dragged into my skin, he's cold and harsh and everything I need.

"Tom" I moan, my fist clenches around his curly hair, my other hand hold onto the sheets as my vision blurs, I don't even realize I'm crying.

"Tom I'm going to cum please slow down" I moan but that only seems to drive him to speed up, my hand finds my mouth, covering my lips in a desperate attempt to keep calm, my legs shaking, closing around him, quivering. He uses one hand to keep them apart, his other to busy to fill me up over and over at a forsaken pace.

"That's a good girl" I hear him say, he curls his fingers inside of me and I let out another way to loud moan.

"Please I need you" I grasp out, I only hear him laugh before his lips go back to sucking on my oversensitive clit.

"Tom please" I let my head fall back, let one of my legs go over his shoulder, using one of my hands to hold my second leg up which seemed to be a mistake because he used his second hand to just stimulate me more.

"Fuck please right there, oh fuck" My vision blurred to the point I didn't even know if I had my eyes open, my body moving on its own as the orgasm shock through my body, my toes curling and my stomach clenching.

"Fuck you make me go crazy" I hear him whisper, when I open my eyes I realize he's resting his chin on the side of my leg, grinning up at me, as if nothing happened, his mouth was wet from partly me and himself.

"Merlin your so messy" I let out a loud breath, letting my head drop back again, still shaking against him.

"We should get ready it's almost nine"

"Couldn't care less, come here" I reach toward his neck and pull him on top of me, I bring his lips to mine, tasting myself in the kiss as I move my body on top of his.

A second later I groan and grab a nearby blanket.

"You two being decent?" The door opens and Tom buries his head in a nearby pillow, wiping his mouth.

"No get out!" I scream, but when I look toward the door Rax is already inside with Mary in tow.

"Eugh disgusting" Rax grimaces and I glare at him.

"Get out!" I shout again

"No can do, we need ya, problem with the wards aye" Rax grin widens when I groan again.

"We shall be out shortly" Tom says, I glare down at him.

"Will we not love?" He grins and I try not to groan again.

"Yes of course." I mourn while letting my body drop down onto Tom's.

"Waiting" Rax shouts as Mary drags him back out, the door closes and I groan.

"Fuck" I hit Tom in the chest a couple of times letting my head drop onto him repeatedly until he laughs.

"Come on now" his hands wrap around my shoulders and he sits up.

"Let's do this" I mutter.

Ten minutes later I'm staring at Tom.

Because he's wearing his uniform pants, and a blue shirt.

"Absolutely not" I cross my arms and tap my heels on the ground, I've decided to go with the skirt, and a blue top, I was just adjusting the silver necklace when I saw Tom and might actually gauge my eyes out.

"You can't wear that" I flick my fingers up and down with disgust.

"Of course I can" he looks himself up and down, I shift my leg upward and fix my heel.

"It looks shite" I protest but he shakes his head.

"Nott brought you that blue blazer? Why can't you wear it? And put on some bloody jeans or something" I explain pointing to the wardrobe.

"I am not wearing jeans"

"Sure you are, it's my party. You look like you have a stick rammed up your arse"

"Your roots are showing when you talk like that, love" he says and I scoff.

"Wait here" I adjust my lace top, making sure just enough of the white bra is to seen from underneath, then I grab my wand and leave the room, Rax is setting up the vinyls and barely looks up as I skim past him in the common room.

"Where's Nott?"

"Snugging some bird in the dorm" Archie answers while passing by.

"Well get him, I'll fix the ward, tell him to go to my dorm, give Riddle a hand" Archie takes a second to stand and look at me then groans and moves toward the dorm where I've just come from.

Half an hour later, the common room is full, I'm leaning against the door and looking down at a very fake ticket, I want to reach out to my glass but glancing down I notice it's empty again.

"Aye so you got this from Nott?"

"Yeah what's the problem?" The English Gryffindor fella stares me down, he's a bit taller than me but I have to pull my face down not to laugh.

"So it is" I flip the bit of paper over.

"Can I just get in?" He tried to push past me.

"No you can't" I push him back, he glares at me and tries again.

"Get out of here you bampot" I lift my wand slightly but he looks behind me and backs up without another word.

"Problem mate?" Rax leans up behind me and I roll my eyes.

"Not a problem" the Gryffindor leaves and I look up toward the tall boy.

"Don't you look interesting?" I mutter he's wearing a blue blazer and jeans with no shirt underneath.

"Ah you should see your fella he looks mighty alright" Rax says a little insulted.

"What Riddle? Don't tell me Nott managed to get him out of those awful pants." I looked inside the common room trying to find him but it seemed as it has already been overflowed.

"Oh he sure has"

"Alright I'm going to try find him can you take care of the line?"

"shift it" I grin at him and shuffle into the common room.

Someone enchanted the candles to shine out blue rays, half the walls and ceiling was covered in paper flowers, blue orchids was playing loudly in the background.

Most of the kids had already gotten more than drunk and were now dancing softly with one another.

I couldn't help but cringe a little.

"Merlin who put this shite on?" I asked when I reached Archie and Lucille.

"I like it!"

"What are we ninety?" I ask shocked.

"It came out like last year"

"He's a muggle!" I object but that just gains me another set of rolled eyes.

"Have ya seen Riddle?"

"Pretty sure he's smoking one with Nott in the stairwell"

"Alright cheers" I smiled at them, I pushed myself past the crowd and walked toward the stairwell, I grabbed another ale and downed it.

"It's not like she was trying to hurt you" I stood still, the stairwell toward one of the study rooms was empty, and the Irish voice was unmistakable.

"It is not like I was hurt" I hear Tom say, there's a soft shuffling sound and the smell of weed hits me, I stay still.

"Mate you have no idea what her parents would do if they find out she was in a relationship with you" Nott says, I begin to move a little, trying to spot them up the stairs, their both sitting on a window ledge, staring into the lake, their backs toward me and unaware.

"I know, that is explicitly why I will not be in a relationship with her" Tom takes another hit, letting the smoke blow up to the top.

"Just because yer not calling it a relationship doesn't mean it ain't one, heck she basically lives at you place" I can hear Notts concern.

"I like her around, the dorm is to big to be alone in it anyway " Tom mutters, his head falls on the glass.

"You should probably tell her that, I haven't her seen this down ever" Nott whispers softly.

"what?" His voice has a hint of surprise, I want to smile because it means he may care about me, even if it's the only thing I feared, I still wanted it.

"I mean she's just been distracted, Rax means it's just because the midterms but you must have noticed shes been stabbing the poor table in the dining hall?" Nott chuckles but Tom just stays quiet.

"Well it was either lie or tell her the truth, since the truth would sent her to her actual death" Tom shrugs, his shoulders sag and I stop breathing.

"Oh yeah so you decided to tell her you hate her?"  

"Where'd your hear that?" He slurs his words and I try not to laugh.

"Not from her, won't speak a word about it, but we pieced it together."

"I did not tell her I hated her, just..."

"Mate I don't get you, if I had a woman like that coming up my leg I'd fight for her for sure"

"Oy talk about your own girl" Tom hits his leg against Notts who laughs.

"She would have been my girl if your looks hadn't snatched her off" Nott says grinning.

"she would not go for you with a ten foot pole" Tom mutters earning him a punch to the shoulder.

"I mean mate, your still in school, afterwards you can make a name of yourself your bloody brilliant, I'm sure her parents will agree if your the minister of fucking Magic" Nott chuckles softly but Tom just groans.

"I would have to be the minister of the whole world to keep her by my side" Tom let's out a soft sigh, then takes another deep drag.

"That would be hard to achieve" Nott took the joint back and took a quiet hit.

I stepped down a little and entered the stairwell again louder

"Riddle you up there?" I called out before taking up any steps.

"We're up here" I hear Nott call, I walk up the stairs slowly, they both turn around, Nott gives me a warm smile which I return, Tom just stares at me.

"You two being decent up here?" I ask amused, I sit down by their feet and reach out taking the weed off Nott.

"I'll leave you two to it, barely anything left anyways" Nott gets up, he hands me his hand which I take to occupy the empty seat.

We sit in silence for a while, until Notts footsteps echo away and we're sure there's no one else present.

"Everything good downstairs?"

"Shitty music but otherwise yeah"

"Have you had something to drink?" He asks looking down at my glass.

"Just a few while checking tickets outside" I mutter, he nods and looks outside.

"Want to dance?" He offers but I shake my head.

"I just want to sit with you" I mutter giving him a cheeky grin.

"Oh well am I not lucky" he mutters, he reaches out, his fingers grazing mine, his eyes locking with mine, I let him take the blunt.

I savor the feeling of his skin against mine, his cold fingers touching mine, the sensation of touching the person you want is like holding your hand over a burning flame, even if his hands were cold his touch burned me, ignited me, my breath loosing itself, my eyes lingered on his hands, the way he brought the small paper against his lips, the way smoke filled his mouth, the way he exhaled it into slow circles aiming for the sky, I leaned forward and brought my lips to his, my hand reaching up to cup his cheek, my body itching to be closer to his. It was slow and heavy, his lips moving against mine in a sensitive way, the feeling of having him right where I wanted him to be overwhelmed me slowly.

The room was cold, I was still naked, the blanket barely keeping me warm as it covered half of my body, I let my fingers trace my skin, imitating the feeling of him, my eyes shut again and I hummed softly. The bed was empty without him and I didn't even know where he went. But when he came back it felt as though another part of him was gone, and I could never understand why.