ORPHIC • Tom Riddle × Reader

5. Jaded.

"You know, I can't tell whether you're being serious or not. Your face is just too bland. Yeah, definitely not the cute guy I was wishing for" I remarked.

"Pfffft" He snorted. I gave him the book to put back, clamping a hand over my face as I yawned.

"Tired?" He asked, folding his arms. I nodded.

"Yeah, kinda fed up with starving myself and sleeping in mangy inns on dust beds with my trusty, nice and warm coat" I shrugged it off.

He just watched me, without replying, as I flopped down onto the nearest couch with another book. Tom sat beside me after picking up a book too.

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After a while, I set the book on my face, deciding that I would sleep here tonight. I rest my hands on my stomach, clasped together.

"Alright, let's go, you're falling asleep" Riddle closed his book, returning it to the shelf. I didn't reply.

"Y/n. You can't sleep here. At least not in the open" He stepped towards me.

"I don't care. I'm sleeping here" I huffed.

"You can't. It's not allowed" I didn't reply. I was already asleep.

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"S/n. Come on, get up. I will not stoop as low as to carry you to the dorms" Tom Demanded. He didn't get a reply. He really didn't want to carry y/n. He didn't actually think he'd have to.

'I can't just leave her here' The raven haired boy internally groaned.

'I can't believe I'm doing this' He pulled the book off of y/n's face, and issued it for her, putting it in her berserk satchel with the ridiculously large interior space. He slung the bag over his shoulder, then reluctantly, yet effortlessly picked the girl up bridal style.

Then he realized that he didn't even know what the password to the Gryffindor tower was, Tom had been right there when y/n had declared it, but he hadn't been paying attention. Then again the Fat Lady probably wouldn't let him in anyway, knowing that he was a Slytherin. He figured that he probably wouldn't even be able to get through by charming the framed glob of arranged paint.

He scrunched up his nose, realizing what this had come to. He then stood there, practically sulking as he repetitively sighed and groaned in disappointment and indignation. He checked his watch with little trouble and groaned-yet again-as he realized how close it was to curfew.

'I have to take her to fucking Slytherin. God what if anyone sees me? What if a TEACHER sees me??? This isn't even worth it. I don't even care for her. She is no use to me. She's going to get some major backlash if any of the half-witted girls see me'

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Tom strode easily down the corridors with Y/n safely in his arms. Checking around corners before sauntering hastily through the halls and down towards the dungeons.

He found his way over to the special stretch of stone wall.

"Serpentine Coils" Tom barely whispered, trying not to wake the sleeping girl against his chest.
A hole in the wall appeared, and Tom made his way instantly into the Slytherin Common Room.