Timeless (Tom Riddle X Reader) ✔️

Part 14 - Hogsmeade

You are met by Tom at the common room.

Tom is standing by the common room when he spots you walking over. He looks at you admiringly, his eyes taking in your casual winter outfit. He gives you a smile as you approach him.

-- "Lookin' good, sweetheart. All freshened up and ready to go, I see."

"Where are we going?" You question him curiously.

Tom leads you towards Hogsmead, his hand resting gently on the small of your back as he escorts you through the scenic grounds of Hogwarts. His voice is low and casual as he replies to your question.

-- "We're heading to Hogsmead, love. Have you been there before?"

"Yeah, in the future though." You laugh.

A small smirk appears on his face at your response, his hand still on the small of your back as he continues leading you towards Hogsmead. His tone is playful as he responds to your comment.

-- "Ah, in the future, huh? Then I suppose you must already know the place quite well. Lucky you." He lets out a soft chuckle.

"It still looks the same! Just a little more traditional." You observe.

Tom nods in agreement, his smirk still on his lips as he muses over your comment about Hogsmead being the same yet more traditional in the future. He leads you onwards, his hand continuing to rest on your back as they continue walking.

-- "Ah, I see. So it's still the quaint little town I know it as, but with a dash of extra tradition. Interesting." He chuckles again, his eyes glimmering with something you can't quite decipher.

"Tom why do I feel like you hiding something?" You stop on your tracks.

A smile appears on your lips as you look at him with glee.

Tom stops as well, turning to face you with a slightly puzzled look on his face at your question. He looks at you with a mixture of amusement and wariness, his expression betraying nothing.

-- "Hiding something? Me? Why would I be hiding something?" His tone is casual, a hint of defensiveness masked by a carefree tone.

"You definitely are." You squint your eyes at him playfully.

Tom lets out a huff of a laugh, his demeanor still nonchalant as he shakes his head slightly at your insistence that he's hiding something. He tries to brush off your accusation with a smirk.

-- "You're being paranoid, love. I'm not hiding anything. You're imagining things."

You walk into the three broomsticks. When the waiter greets Tom formly and escorts you both to your reserved table.

As you both enter the Three Broomsticks, the waiter immediately recognizes Tom and greets him respectfully, bowing slightly in acknowledgement. He leads you to a quiet table, away from the bustling chatter of other patrons, before leaving you two alone. Tom takes his seat across from you, a small smirk on his lips as he notices your surprise at the waiter's respectful demeanor towards him.

"Damn, did you reserve this whole place for us?" You sound surprised because there was no one else in here.

Tom chuckles at your surprise, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes as he watches your reaction. He rests his arms on the table, linking his fingers together as he replies to you in a casual tone.

-- "Not exactly. Let's just say they know to keep the place empty when I come in. A bit of influence and power can have its perks, darling." He lets out a sly grin, reveling in the feeling of having special privileges.