The Sun And The Moon T•M•R

Chapter 66

Tom scoffed "so is there a reason for you childish pacing or are you just trying to make your self dizzy?" He snarled.

She looked at him this time her eyes blown wide with what he couldnt read was nervousness or curiosity.

"You speak Parseltongue" was all she said. Tom smirked leaning back off of his knees, the chain clanked.

He shrugged "occasionally" he said smugly. She rushed herself into the room excitement overwhelming her features.

"So your like me?" She urged passionately. Tom quirked an eyebrow trailing down her lean figure "elaborate" he said.

She sucked in a breath quickly searching his dark eyes instantly. "Your a Maledictus" she stated and Tom's eyebrows creased.

"A what?" He asked, it wasn't very often Tom didnt know the answer to something but when he didnt it entranced him deeply.

"You... you dont know what it is?" She asked soflty the hopeful glint in her dying out slightly. She seemed to deflate and looked like she was about to cry.

And Tom couldnt have that he needed to find out what a Maledictus was first then she could throw herself off of a cliff for all he cared.

"Can I... can i sit?" She asked soflty motioning to the chair beside the chest of drawers.

Usually tom would have switched to his charming facade by now to charm the Information out of the strange women.

But his conscious told him this wasn't the type of women to be swayed by suggestive words and glances, no he could tell she was lonely. Had nobody to understand her why? He didnt know yet. But he had already intrigued her with his talents, she was a fish in a Hook and she wasnt leaving without an answer he could see the hunger in her eyes. So why would he waste his time being nice plus, he really wasnt in a good mood.

He glared at her "you have two legs use them" he snapped. she glared at him folding her arms "you know you are very rude" she hissed.

Tom sarcastically gasped "no! Really I had no idea" he said.

The women rolled her eyes "I have every right to be rude, I've been dragged out of my own home, imprisoned in a strange building with a bunch of mentally insane lunatics, chain forcefully to the most uncomfortable bed I've ever lay on, and i lived in a rotting muggle orphanage for 18 years, stabbed multiple times with 7 inch long needles as well as being tazered!-"

"where you not the patient who threatened to fish out Nurse Milton's eyes from their sockets with a plastic knife?" She asked quirking a thin eyebrow.

Tom scowled "she was harassing me! She was basically undressing me with her eyes! Anyways that's not the point the point is this is all my wife's fault because she the most impulsive stubborn bitch I've ever met and now shes probably ran off to Italy somewhere and burnt my house to the ground with gasoline!" Tom finished his rant sighing loudly as the women studied him closely a small look of shock on her face as Tom ran his hand tiredly over his face.

"What's her name?" She finally asked her throat was kind of scratchy yet soothing at the same time like a broken record of your favourite song.

"What?" Tom spat "your wife, what's her name?" She repeated.

Tom lifted his hands staring at her strangely before standing up abruptly his hands still chained to the bed yet he still looked over her.

"Why are you so interested in my wife?" He snarled. She took a step back fearfully "I just- I.... I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..." she murmured.