Before stepping outside, I heal all of the cuts, and as we walk, I see couples and familes that had been staring at us when we'd been fighting yesterday. I don't know whether they pay much attention to us, or not, but their eyes glance over Tom's arm wrapped around my waist and they keep on walking. We finish getting the stuff for our classes, eat lunch, then walk around lazily for a while before heading back to the hotel. Tom kisses me gently, and I kiss him back.
When Tom pulls away, he asks "I was wondering...how badly did I hurt you? I seen the cuts, but I didn't really process them."
I gaze into his eyes, and say "Not too badly. A few of the cuts were really deep but I can handle it."
"No.."He trails off. "You shouldn't have to. I wish I hadn't pushed you, Lucinda. That was a major mistake." He strokes my cheek, and I play my hand over his.
"Hush." I say, then winding my arms around his neck. "Forget about it. It was an effect of the Horcrux. I know you wouldn't try to hurt me if you hadn't been messed up from performing the Horcrux."
"You can't know that Lucinda." Tom tells me. "Sure, the Horcrux makes me violent and messes with my thoughts, but maybe I'm just a violent person in general. If I ever hurt you badly enough to kill you... I'd be heartbroken. I'd destroy the Horcruxes just so I could kill myself."
"Tom, you won't hurt me like that. I know you wouldn't. Don't say it so lightly, killing yourself isn't going to help anything. Even if something were to happen to me... I wouldn't want you to die too."
"Lucinda... If anything were ever to happen to you, I would kill myself. I can't live without you." Tom says, and I stroke the back of his neck.
"You won't have to live without me." I say. "If I were to make a Horcrux, we could be together forever."
His eyes are wide, and he shakes his head. "You can't."
"Tom, anything that means we can be together forever, I'd do." I continue stroking his neck. "Would you help me?"
"You'd have to kill someone. I don't think I could let you do that. If someone finds out it was you, you'd end up in Azkaban. I can't risk you, Lucinda." Tom says. "Not to mention it would darken your soul forever. What if you decide you don't want to be with me anymore? What if you realize you don't love me, and don't want to be stuck with me anymore?"
"Tom that isn't going to happen." I say. "I know it won't. I will always love you. I gave up my virginity for you. Do you not realize how much I love you?" I ask, tilting my head to the side.
"Lucinda... I love you so much that I can't even imagine why you'd want to be with me..." Tom trails off. "I'm not really good enough for you."
"Shut up." I hiss. "Why the hell would you say something like that, Tom? I need you in my life as much as you need me. I love you. You love me. We're going to be together forever, even if it means darkening my soul even more. I'd do anything for you. To be with you. That will never change." I kiss him longingly, and he kisses me back, and we fall back on the bed, my arms still wrapped around his neck, Tom's hands encircling my waist immediately. His hands push up my dress so his hands are touching the skin on my thighs and my back as well as my waist. Then, he pulls his face back from mine, his eyes wide and questioning. I nod, and he slips his hands under my dress, pulling it off in one quick movement while I unbutton his shirt slowly, my cast making it difficult. I pull his shirt off, reaching for his jeans and then I pull them off.
This time, everything is much slower, and when Tom's lips are on my belly, I blush, embarrassed by him having to see me, knowing I must look awful. Then, the barriers of my mind are brought down, and Tom's mind enters my own for the first time ever. He shakes his head. "You're beautiful." He says, and I blush brighter. He kisses along my breasts, then continues down my belly, along my sides, gently sucking on the skin on my sides, before bringing his lips back to mine. I keep kissing him, wanting nothing more than to be able to be with him like this everyday. His lips slide to my neck, kissing hungry kisses all along it, gently sucking on the skin and then lowering his lips to my collarbone, kissing it, sucking on it, and even nibbling on it. When I kiss him again, and feel him slip inside of me, I caress his tongue with mine, wrapping my arms tightly around his neck as his arms wrap tightly around my waist, and I gasp a little bit, not from pain but from pleasure. Tom moans against my tongue, then we pull our faces away from each others, and he starts sucking hard on my neck. I had never known it would be like this. Tom's mind is mingled with my own, and I hear his thoughts about how amazing I am, and when my thoughts wander to how much I've wanted Tom these last few months, he blushes, and pulls away from me. I'm exhausted, and we end up just laying side by side, under the covers for a while, before I cuddle close to him, resting my head on his chest. The barriers of my mind had gone back up.
"I'm sorry." Tom whispers.
"If you're going to apologize every time we have sex, I will put a hex on you, Tom Riddle." I say, pulling away from him.
"Lucinda." Tom says, taking my hand before I can move further away from him. "Don't be mad at me."
"How can I not?" I ask, pulling my hand away from his. "I want to be able to have sex with you without you apologizing every five goddamn minutes." I suddenly feel as if I'm about to start crying. "Damn you to hell, Tom."
"Baby." He says, pulling me in close. "I love you..." He tells me.
"I love you too." I murmur.
"Forgive me for apolgizing. It's just..." He trails off.
"It's just what, Tom?" I ask. "Are you embarrassed to be with me?"
"I'm embarrassed by how much I want you, Lucinda. When I still have no right to want you. I feel as if I keep pressuring you into have sex with me without even asking if you want to." Tom tells me. "Which, in the laws mind, makes it rape."
"It's not." I say, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Tom, I want to have sex with you. I don't care when, or where. I just want to be with you every second of every day. Even if it's not intimately. I just want to be with you. No matter what. And anyways, it's not too much longer before I'm of age. Does it really matter if we didn't wait? It's not like anyone can say I wasn't ready."
"Were you ready?" Tom asks.
"Yes." I murmur to him. "You know I was. Don't you?"
"I don't know." He admits. "I just feel like maybe there could be someone out there better suited for you than I am."
"No one is better suited for me than you. You're the only person out there I love, no one can ever match up to you, Tom Marvolo Riddle. Anyone who says differently can go straight to hell." I say.
"You think so?" He asks. I nod, and his cheeks are flushed again. "If I were to ask you to marry me when we graduate, would you say yes?"
"I'd say yes if you were to ask me now." I admit, blushing.
"You would?" Tom asks, startled, and I nod, then brush my lips against his. Tom gently wraps his arms around my waist, kissing me very gently. When our lips disconnect, he whispers "Marry me when you become of age, Lucinda. Please." I nod, kissing him again, not caring that I'm only a few months away from being of age. His tongue caresses mine, and I winde my arms around his neck, needing his strength. When he pulls back again, I cuddle up against him, and he strokes my side and hip gently. "We should probably get dressed. We still need to be back before midnight."
"Mhmm." I say, lazily. I kiss him again, and then pull away from him, standing up and I walk over to my suitcase, Tom following close behind me. His eyes are on my body, as if he cannot stop looking at it, as if he cannot get enough. Then his eyebrows furrow, and I tilt my head to the side. "What's wrong?" I ask him.
"You're covered in bruises again." He whispers, shaking his head. "Lucinda, we can't do this again."
"Tom." I give him a sharp look. "I'm not a child. Don't treat me like one."
"I just keep hurting you, Lucinda. I'm not trying to treat you like a child, but maybe I should. We're not having sex again until you're body is strong enough for me not to hurt you everytime I touch you." Tom says, shaking his head.
I glare. "My body is strong enough." I say, walking forwards, and I smack him hard on the arm.
"Hey!" He exclaims. "What are you doing that for!?"
"Did it hurt?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.
"Yes." He says.
"Then my body is strong enough. Don't be stupid, Tom." I say, then walk back to my suitcase, pulling out a dress and my robes.
"Don't call me stupid, Lucinda." Tom says, and I turn around to face him.
"I don't mean that you're stupid, Tom." I admit. "You're too smart to not realize that this-us- is alright. So what if I get bruises from having sex with you. It's not like it'll kill me. And don't act like you don't like it, Tom. Don't act like you don't love my body. I can see that you do."
"I do love you're body. But I love the soul inside the body even more." Tom says, watching me closely.
I nod, and say "If I am able to make my body a lot stronger, would you at least consider continuing having sex with me?"
"We'll see." He says, and I roll my eyes.
I get dressed quickly, and Tom dresses as well, and then uses his wand to get all of our belongings back into the suitcases.We go downstairs to check out, and the guy who had been there this morning, the one who obviously knew that Tom and I had had sex, and had winked at Tom as if saying 'good job', is still at the desk.
"We're ready to check out." I say in a clear voice.
"So soon?" He asks, smiling, after taking our room key, and handing Tom the ledger that has our names on it, for Tom to sign off on it.
"School awaits." Is all Tom says, and takes my hand before grabbing our suitcases, and Apparates outside of the Hogwarts grounds. We walk back to the castle just before 10:30, and my eyes spot Esmeralda and Abraxas in the Slytherin Common Room. Tom says "I'll get your suitcase up to your room, alright?"
I nod. "Thanks Tom. See you at 11 for patrols."
"You've got it beautiful." He smirks, and walks towards the girls dormatory.
I walk inside the Common Room, and Esmeralda's face brightens when she sees me. "Oh my god, where have you been!? I've been going crazy looking for you!"
"Tom took me to Diagon Alley so we could get some of the stuff needed for class since I was running low." I say, which is the truth, though not the whole truth. I'm happy she nor Abraxas can see the bruises under my robes and I glance at Abraxas.
"You look beautiful." He whispers, and Esmeralda looks shocked as she glances between Abraxas and me, wondering, of course, what her brother could be thinking, knowing that Tom could easily hurt Abraxas if he decided to make any moves on me.
I smile. "Thank you, Abraxas." I say.
He nods, then glances down at the carpet. Esmeralda says "So, how was Diagon Alley?"
"Oh we didn't spend a lot of time sho-" I cut off, knowing I can't say that because then she'd ask what we did do. "It was alright, I got some new clothes, picked up some stuff for potions. Stopped at Gringotts to get some money.The usual kind of stuff."
Abraxas had glanced back at me, and I realize he'd been watching me as I spoke. "What happened that you aren't saying?" He asks, and I know I look startled, but I can't help but tell a partial truth.
"We had a fight." I say. "And I went off on my own, and suddenly, the Mark started to hurt and burn, so I went back to the hotel room, and I sat down, and I started feeling everything Tom was feeling." I admit.
"What he was feeling? What are you talking about?" Esmeralda asks.
"He killed someone... and made another Horcrux. And he was majorly depressed and anxious.. you guys didn't feel it?" I ask, and they both shake their heads. "Did any of the others?"
"No." Abraxas says.
"Oh. Well, then these welt, cuts actually, showed up on my arms..." I trail off.
"Tom was using his wand to cut again?" Abraxas asks.
I shake my head. "Not his wand." I murmur.
"He took an actual razor blade and was trying to kill himself?" Esmeralda sounds majorly shocked.
"Yeah, but I was somehow sucked into his mind and I healed him." I say. "He got mad, and was trying to push me out of his mind, but finally, I just left, and the cuts were gone and everything. Several hours later, after I had slept a few hours," I get choked up as I say the next words, "Tom showed up at the hotel room, he was drinking Fire Whisky."
"He was drunk?" Abraxas asks, shocked.
I nod. "He was yelling at me, and I finally just opened the door, and he started yelling some more, and I started yelling, and um..." I trail off.
"What did he do?" Abraxas asks.
"Nothing much. He ripped the locket off of my neck, and pushed me." I say, biting my lip.
"You got hurt." Esmeralda states.
"It was just from the broken glass of a lamp that fell when it got knocked over. They healed easily." I tell her. "It wasn't his fault."
"Yes it was." Abraxas glares. "He knew what he was doing even if he was drunk."
"Abraxas, stop." I say. "He locked himself in the bathroom, and there was stuff breaking in there as well. Then I was already laying down, even though I was covered in cuts, and Tom came out of the bathroom, and was trying to talk to me. He laid down next to me, and kept apologizing. But I wouldn't talk to him, and I eventually fell asleep." I say.
"You let him sleep next to you after he hurt you?" Abraxas demands. "Why would you let him do that?"
"Shut up." Esmeralda tells him. "What happened this morning?" She asks.
"He woke me up because I was bleeding pretty badly from the cuts. At first, I was scared and we ended up physically fighting for a few minutes, but then I, I dunno, I guess I calmed down. He kept apologizing." I say, shaking my head. "It's okay though. We talked everything through. We're fine."
"But, he broke multiple promises to you." Esmeralda points out. "And...He hurt you." She glances at her brother who is also looking at both of us.
"Like I hurt you." Abraxas says in a small, nearly silent whisper.
"Abraxas, I forgave you for that." I say, walking over to him. He looks very pale and when I stroke his cheek, then give him a tight hug, he starts to cry. I stroke his white blonde hair, and he shakes uncontrollably while crying. Esmeralda is watching, her mouth open wide, her eyes as large as saucers. "So you see why I also forgave Tom?" I ask, and he nods, and I pull back. "Abraxas, after everything that's happened, I want to remain friends. No more fighting. Please?"
He nods again. "I promise, no more." Abrxas tells me. His blue eyes sparkle from the tears. I gently wipe his tears away, and he says "You seem...different."
I know I look startled, and I ask "Different?"
"Like you were before you and Tom started getting close." Abraxas says.
"Abraxas." Esmeralda says, warningly.
"I'm not getting mad, Esme." he says, shaking his head. "I just mean that... you seem better now. You're not scaring the living shit out me so I assume that you aren't so moody now."
"Sorry I was so moody. I don't know what happened. But I feel much better now." I admit, hugging him again. Then, I walk over and hug Esmeralda. "Sorry I was so rude to you. It was wrong of me, and I regret it."
"I feel like it's not really your fault. Something was making you act the way you were." Esmeralda tells me, watching my eyes. "Maybe it was jut hormones."
I blush, glancing at Abraxas. He is looking at me, and his cheeks are as red as my own. "Yeah, maybe." I say, and then, "It's getting close to 11, so you two should go to the dorms. I will see you guys in the morning. I promise." I hurt them both, and when Esmeralda scurries out of the room first, I glance at Abraxas. "Thank you Abraxas." I say.
"For what?" His cheeks are flushed.
"For agreeing not to fight." I brush my lips across his cheeks, and he blushes more. "Sorry things didn't work out between us. But I guarantee that you absolutely will find someone a lot better than me."
"Can you see the future now as well?" He asks with a smile. That startles me more and I pull back. "Sorry, it was meant to be a joke, Lucy." He says, smiling. I smile.
"I like that." I say.
"Lucy?" He asks, surprised.
"Yes." I say. "Keep using it." I kiss his cheek. "Get on up to bed."
"Goodnight, Lucy..." He trails off, smiling, and kisses my cheek, and then walks out of the common room.
I stand there for a moment before looking around. The Slytherin Common Room isn't clean, and I lift my hand, sending everything to it's correct place as well as cleaning up the dirt and grime. Then, I begin to patrol the corridors, waiting for Tom to show up. When he does, I've gotten as far as the little library by the tower. At first I don't realize he's there.
Then "Hey baby." Tom says, walking up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I smile as his lips press quick, rough kisses to my neck. When I turn around, Tom keeps his arms around my waist, and he kisses my lips gently. "Are the corridors mostly empty?" He asks.
"Except for the ghosts and the portraits, yes. None of the professors are around either. I figure that they think we do a good enough job keeping all of the Slytherins in their rooms." I grin, and Tom nods.
"Seems like it." He responds. "Why don't we check the other half of the corridor together, then you can come back to my Prefect room with me?" He asks.
"And what would we be doing in your room?" I ask, lowering my eyelashes as I gaze at him.
"Kissing... cuddling...maybe we could have sex?" He asks.
"You had me at kissing, love." I wrap my arms around his neck. "Though even sex sounds good."
"I'll bet." He lowers his lips to mine, and then pulls back. "Let's finish patrolling then we'll see what we can work out."
"Sounds good." I say, and take his hand after removing my arms from around my neck.
"Your cast comes off tomorrow afternoon. Are you happy about that?" He asks me as we patrol the east and north corridors.
"Extremely. Astral wants to come with us by the way, and I'm sure that means Celine will be with her, and Professor Dumbledore said he'd chaperone us." I tell him.
"It'll be nice to see Celine again." Tom admits, and I glance at him, surprised. Tom sees the look on my face, and says "She's an adorable baby, Luce. And she's very bright."
"I know." I say smiling. "Makes me wonder what our children would be like if we had them..." I trail off, blushing.
"You think about stuff like that?" Tom seems shocked. I glance at him, and nod, and walk ahead of him to peer around the corner. Everyone really is in bed. I glance at the clock. It's nearly midnight. "Luce... I think about it too." Tom says, and I glance back at him.
"You do?" I ask, watching him and he also nods, watching me.
"I wasn't kidding when I told you to marry me when you come of age." Tom admits. "I wasn't just saying it because I regret hurting you, though I really, really regret it."
"I know." I tell him. "Does this mean you're finally proposing to me?" I ask in a whispering tone.
"Not officially. I don't have a ring for you yet." Tom says. "But I'd like to." He walks closer to me, and looks me in the eyes. "When I get the ring, I'm going to ask you. Are you sure you are ready for this?" He asks me.
I whisper, "I'm not sure, but by the time my birthday gets here, I think I will be, Tom."
"Is that a yes?" He asks.
"Show me a ring, then I'll say yes." I wink at him and he pulls me in close.
"Mhmm. I see how it is." He kisses me, and I gently kiss him back. "I love you, Lucinda."
"I love you too, Tom." I say back.
"Come to my room with me." He says.
"Only for a little bit." I tell him. He nods, and takes my hand again, and we walk toward the Prefects room. "I wanted to tell you that Esmeralda, Abraxas and I made up."
"That's great, baby." Tom cuddles close to me. "Why don't you just sleep in here tonight?" He asks me, smiling.
"I dunno." I say. "It wouldn't be a great idea. We could get caught." I tell him.
"Nonsense. I've got the room protected. No one will suspect a thing, Luce." He kisses me and his fingers slide into my hair. "Please, baby?"
"We're gonna stop at having sex once. I'm exhausted, Tom."
"I swear, just once." He smiles, and I lean closer in so I can kiss him, and his fingers move to take off my robes and my dress, and I gently remove his robes and pants as well as his shirt. I don't think I could ever get tired of this. He holds me gently, and when his lips slide to my neck, and the pain begins, I moan quietly. My fingers dig into his sides, and his teeth bite down on my neck, and this time, I scream quietly, gritting my teeth but loving every minute of it. Soon, we're laying together under his covers, and he kisses me gently. I'm even more exhausted and when I feel Tom's mind brush against mine, I don't try to block against it or keep the walls built up. I completely let the walls slide down, and for the first time ever, he has free reign of my thoughts. Somehow, none of those are about my time traveling. It's mostly just of the two of us. Together. Forever. He nods, pressing kisses to my throat. "Yes, baby. Forever."
"Help me make a Horcrux, Tom." I whisper, beginning to fall asleep.
"Yes." He says. "That way I'll never lose you." Tom whispers. "Sleep, Lucinda. You need it." He kisses me goodnight, and I kiss him back, then snuggle my face into his chest.
Sleep comes quickly, and the last thing I hear is "I love you, baby.", and myself brushing the words "I love you, Tom." across his mind, then fall into a deep, deep sleep.