Joint Fixation

Tom Riddle doesn't know how to love. He only knows obsession.

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7. Wake Up

Audrey leaped up the stairs to her room, elated from the day's events. Claire and Vicky were sitting on their beds waiting for her.

"Finally!" Claire exclaimed as she scrabbled up from her four-poster.

"You nearly spent the whole day with him." Vicky said as she turned onto her stomach and propped her head on her hands.

"So how was it!" Claire squealed.

"It was…" Audrey thought, trying to find the right word, "wonderful. He was the perfect gentleman and I think we really connected."

"Are you going to go out with him again? Did he ask you?" Vicky giggled in a very unVicky-like way.

"Well, he asked me if I'd go out with him again and I said yes." Audrey started and both of her friends screamed with glee, "But he didn't set a date." she said with a hint of disappointment.

"Oh I'm sure he will." Vicky smiled.

"Did he…kiss you?" Claire whispered, trying to contain her giggles. Audrey shook her head 'no'. Both girls pouted in disappointment.

"I bet he will soon. Kissing on the first date is a bit tarty anyway." Vicky said, pursing her lips. Claire sulked. Audrey was sure that Claire wouldn't have hesitated to kiss Tom Riddle on the first date.

For the next hour or so, the girls shared stories of first dates and past boyfriends with Audrey until it was time for dinner. She was looking forward to seeing Tom again that day. But as they entered the Great Hall, he was not sitting with his friends like usual.

"Hey Rosier." Vicky addressed the nicest of the bunch, "Where's Tom?"

"I think he's in the library or something." Rosier replied in a monotone.

"Maybe we'll head down to the library after dinner then and accidentally bump into him." Claire said as she raised her eyebrows and nudged Audrey.

"No!" Mulciber shouted, making Claire jump, "He doesn't want to be disturbed. Especially by giggly little school girls." he sneered. Claire gritted her teeth.

"Shut up Mulciber. No one was talking to you." Vicky spat.

"Fine. But don't get all upset if he doesn't want to see you." Mulciber said and looked straight at Audrey. Audrey tried her hardest to glare back.

"I'm sure he'd love to see his girlfriend." Claire chimed in.

Mucliber laughed, "Girlfriend? They've gone on one date." Lestrange and Nott laughed along.

"Why are you still talking Mulciber?" Avery said, shoving his friend, "Tom likes her, be nice."

Mulciber sank in his seat and frowned. Audrey smiled at Avery but he didn't smile back. Instead he went back to eating his dinner and the girls walked to the other end of the Slytherin table to eat theirs.

"They're all so rude!" Vicky complained, "Except for Rosier. At least he's civil. But that Mulciber! I can't stand him!"

Audrey kept glancing at the entrance to the Great Hall, hoping Tom would walk through it. But dinnertime passed and he had not come to eat. She wondered what he could possibly have to do in the library that was more important than eating dinner. And why hadn't he invited her?

Audrey leaned back on her bed that night and thought. She had seen Tom briefly before she went to bed but they didn't say anything to each other. He passed by without looking at her and went straight up to his private room after his Head Boy duties.

'Maybe he's off planing his next murder.' 'How many times do I have to tell you to shut up!'

"Hey what's this?" Claire asked, interrupting Audrey's inner battle. She was holding up a gold sack with a blue ribbon tied around it, "It fell out of your bag. Found it on the floor."

Audrey shot up and yanked the bag out of Claire's hand. She had totally forgotten about Tom's present. She pulled the string to undo the ribbon and eagerly tipped the contents onto her bed. Two handfuls of Oland's Sweetest Sweets tumbled onto her cotton bed sheets.

"Ooo! Is it from Tom? A present? Look there's a note!" Claire said. She tried to scramble for the paper but Audrey picked it up first. She recognized Tom's elegant handwriting straight away.

The sweetest sweets for the sweetest girl

-Tom

Audrey's heart leapt.

"He bought you candy?" Vicky said as she came out of the bathroom, "That's so cute. He must really like you."

Audrey held one of the golden wrapped candies in her fingers. The feeling of it warmed her heart. No, the feeling of him warmed her heart. The candy reminded her of his touch and his warm body pressed against hers. She looked at the note again, shielding it away from Claire who was still trying to read it. When both of them had finally gone to bed, she would slip it under her pillow in hopes she would dream of him that night.

She woke up the next morning without having dreamt of Tom at all. Instead she had experienced a very strange dream about being trapped in Honeydukes while large versions of sweets chased her. To her relief, Tom was present at breakfast that morning and beckoned her to sit with him.

"Did you sleep well?" Tom asked as Avery passed him the bread. It was rather unsettling to be sitting with his friends, especially Mulciber. He seemed to hate her the most.

"Yes I did. Thank you." she replied.

"I'm not looking forward to Potions today. That elixir he mentioned last week seems impossible to complete. And in just one hour? I don't know if anyone could do it." Tom said.

"Well, just do your best. I'm sure you'll do fine. You always do." she smiled and he nudged closer to her so that their thighs touched under the table. Audrey took deep breaths, trying desperately not to blush. Why wasn't she used to him by now? He was practically her boyfriend, right?

"We haven't even kissed yet." Audrey whispered to herself.

"I'm sorry what was that?" Tom asked. Audrey jumped at the sound of his voice.

"Oh! Nothing, just talking to myself…about Potions." she replied nervously. She couldn't believe she had said that out loud. Tom was smirking at her. Had he heard? Oh no.

On their way to Potions, Tom had carried her books and held open the door for her. He had even given her a tip on her Potion making which subsequently turned her 'E' into an 'O'. Then at the end of the day he had handed her his notes as usual to be sorted and organized.

"I've got to do my rounds tonight. I'm afraid. Otherwise I would spend the night with you." Tom said. Did he just say he'd spend the night with her? Audrey's mind suddenly filled with sexual fantasies.

"That's alright. I'll probably be asleep when you come back. See you tomorrow." Audrey replied. Tom bent down and kissed her on the cheek. He lingered next to her face, breathing hot air onto her ear. She let out a tiny whimper. His hands came up and held her face tenderly. He was looking directly into her eyes and moving closer. Soon his body was pressed right up against hers. Her breasts flattened across his chest as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Goodnight." he whispered, his lips an inch away from her face. Then he pulled back and left her standing dumbfounded and overheated in the common room.

Tom balled his hands into fists after he left Audrey in the common room. He had almost kissed her. It had actually taken effort not to kiss her. He was absolutely furious with himself. He had gotten too curious. He wondered what her lips would feel like too much, too often. And when he felt her chest pressed up against his he had to pull back to prevent from losing control. He would never lose control. Never. Tom shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair. He had to shake off this feeling. It was a feeling he didn't understand.

He began making his rounds on the third floor. Five minutes in, he had found a Hufflepuff wandering the halls and taken away house points. After personally escorting the student back to their dormitory, his Knights appeared down the hall in front of him.

"Good evening my Lord." they said in unison and bowed to him.

"What brings you all out so late?" Tom raised an eyebrow at his followers.

"We've barely seen you all day my Lord." Mulciber whispered, "We were hoping to find you so you could tell us what to do next."

Tom smirked at the boys. He had spent the entire day with Audrey. They were simply lost without him. "I need nothing from you at the moment I'm afraid." The boys all gave each other looks of shock and disappointment. "Right now, I choose to work alone." he said coldly, ignoring their sad expressions, "The girl is in the palm of my hand. You can make yourselves busy by subtly finding more followers. I'm sure Slytherin is full of more potential Knights. Have more by the end of next month. Do not fail me."

The Knights nodded and then bowed again before they scurried off the direction of the Slytherin common room, no doubt, on to find new followers right away.

Tom continued to patrol the hall, catching a loose student every so often. At around 11:30, he ran into the Head Girl. Margaret Parry was a freckly redhead with a very outgoing personality. There was no chance she wouldn't stop to say hello. Tom braced himself.

"Hi Tom! You're out too tonight? Splendid." She gave him an enormous grin and placed her hand on his arm. "Not many rule breakers out tonight. I'm rather bored."

"Yes, I agree." he said and forced a laugh.

"We should walk together, no?" Margaret said, obviously flirting with him.

"Sure, why not." Tom replied politely and sighed inwardly. Thankfully, he would only have to spend a half an hour more with her.

"So how are you Tom? I don't think we've spoken since the prefects' meeting on the train." Her arms were swinging back and forth obnoxiously.

"I've been great. How about you?" he said cheerfully.

"Well, just trying to keep up with school. NEWTS are just brutal." She dragged her words and cocked her head to the side when he looked at her. Her green eyes stared into his brown ones and she fluttered her eyelashes at him. Tom gave her a weak smile. He would have to find a way to escape her somehow. "You know Tom, I think you've gotten handsomer over the summer. If that's even possible." she said in a low voice.

"Thank you, that's very flattering Margaret it's just-"

"Shhh!" she cut him off, "Don't fight your feelings Tom. I saw you watching me in Charms class." She ran a bony finger down his chest, to his belt buckle. Tom had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. He sat behind her in Charms class. It was impossible not to look at her and how would she even know unless she had eyes on the back of her head?

"Please Margaret. Stop." Tom pleaded. Margaret looked up at him with a frown. "I'm afraid I'm just not interested in you."

Her expression turned angry, "Is there someone else? It's that plain girl isn't it? What's her name?"

"Audrey." Tom said firmly, "Her name is Audrey. And she's not plain. I think she's exquisite."

Margaret scoffed, "Why do you like her? Why would anyone like her?"

"Because she's intelligent and witty and beautiful and an all around good person." Tom defended, "She isn't annoying or chatty or bitchy and she's innocent. Unlike some girls."

Margaret gasped in shock, "Well! How rude!" she snapped and promptly turned on her heels and stomped down the corridor. Tom sighed. He shouldn't have lost his temper with her. But she had crossed the line when she started insulting Audrey. Audrey didn't deserve to be talked about that way. Tom made his way back to the common room exhausted. He couldn't wait to crawl into his comfy bed and fall straight to sleep.

"Ambition." he said the password softly and the door to the common room revealed itself. Tom stepped into the green and silver room and closed the door behind him. The room was empty, as the students had gone up to their bedrooms hours ago except for one student who was sleeping on one of the emerald coloured couches. Upon further inspection, Tom realized it was Audrey. The book she had been reading was lying on her stomach and her mouth was slightly open. Tom walked over to the couch and sat down next to her. She didn't wake up when he did, so, he stared at her for a while. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. Usually she was always going somewhere or had to study for something or was just plain nervous around him. But in this state she was totally relaxed. He placed his hand on her head and stroked her thick hair. Then Tom leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"Wake up."

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