Silver sat down on a bench, thinking about yesterday.
Rosier carried the passed out Black to the Slytherin common room. Everybody just stared at her and left. It takes her sobbing her eyes out for Malfoy to walk back to her and carry her to the front of the Hufflepuff common room. Silver balled her hands into fists.
Her face was pale and emotionless. Tom's going to kill her before she can even say Voldemort.
Walking was painful and eating made her teeth hurt. A tear rolled out of her eye.
"Silver, are you okay?"
She jumped at the voice, scared for it to be either one of her friends, they'd freak out if they see her crying, and would want to know about what happened.
Silver looked to her right and saw a familiar face. Michael. She let out a relieved sigh.
"Hi Michael."
Michael sat next to Silver on the bench and observed her. "What happened?" He asked quietly. Silver shook her head. "Just sick."
Michael smiled at her. "Then why are you crying?"
Silver chuckled. "I'm both sick and homesick."
He grinned. "Well, at least you'll be going home in a month."
Silver smiled.
"Yeah, that's good."
They fell into silence. He observed her again. "Have you eaten yet, Silver?" Silver shook her head. Michael smiled and pulled something out of his pocket.
"Lucky you!" He pulled out a sandwich. Silver laughed.
"Well, I was planning on eating it, but you need it more." She stared at his eyes.
He's genuine and lovely.
Silver took the sandwich and unwrapped it. She took a bite of it and nodded.
"It's really good." Michael shrugged.
Silver enjoyed the sandwich while Michael rested his head on her shoulder. She loved his company. He's like a shelter she can hide in. "What are you going to do for winter, Michael?"
Silver finished eating and crumpled the wrapping. "Hmm, just staying at home with my parents. You?" Silver leaned into Michael.
"Same."
They fell into silence once again. It was nice, like a break for her.
She didn't know though, someone was watching.
That someone didn't feel nice about their interaction at all.
Silver had been spending more time with Michael lately.
Her friends noticed and had been teasing her about it. Does she like Michael? I mean, she shouldn't because Tom should be her only goal.
If Tom had never tortured her, she would probably like him way more. Hah.
She liked the idea of completing a goal, of changing someone. I mean, who has the power to change a whole universe? A whole other reality?
She has. And she must use it.
She must focus on Tom. But she can't help having a bit of feelings for the charming Ravenclaw.
"Silver!"
She turned around to see Michael. "Hey!" Michael grinned.
Silver laughed. "Where are you going, Michael?" He chuckled. "Uh, Ravenclaw is competing against Slytherin today, you... want to watch and cheer me on?"
Silver smiled. "Of course!" Michael let out a relieved laugh. "Okay, see you!"
He waved and ran away to his friends. Silver felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned. "You're going to cheer for your favorite Slytherin, aren't you?" She rolled her eyes. Abraxas looked behind her, at Michael who was talking with his friends.
"You know, I don't think Tom will be liking that very much." He winked at her.
She raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Abraxas tilted his head.
"Your new boyfriend."
"He is not my boyfriend." Silver said to Abraxas.
Abraxas snorted. "He better not be, if you don't want another crucio." Silver's eyes narrowed.
Silver, Leona and Sophie were up on one of the stands.
Alfred always watch every match with his Gryffindor quidditch-obsessed friends, so he's on another stand. Sophie laughed.
"Why is everyone getting a boyfriend but me!?"
Leona groaned. "By boyfriend you mean Alfred? Because no."
Sophie rolled her eyes. Silver chuckled. "Michael isn't my boyfriend, Sophie."
Leona smiled playfully. "Are you still waiting for Tom to ask you out?"
Silver gasped. "Tom?" She laughed.
Abraxas shook Michael's hand. Both of them are now the captains of their team. Abraxas had a sneer on his face, Silver can see him saying something to Michael. Michael clenched his jaw.
The match started.
The Slytherins were rough, as always. Ravenclaws were falling behind by a bit.
After a while, the snitch was caught by the Slytherin team. The Slytherins roared and cheered.
Silver went down the stands. Her friends basically forced her to see Michael.
Silver ran to the boy, who looked quite sad.
"Michael! You did so good!" Michael saw her and smiled. "Not good enough." She scoffed.
"Come on, you were like a bird up there! I bet you'll win next time, I know it!" Michael hugged her, she was taken aback by that.
"Well, well, Silver Prennington, you're hugging the losing team."
Silver faced Abraxas. She laughed.
"Losing team? No, I don't think so."
Abraxas sneered. "Then you're clearly blind, Prennington." Silver chuckled. "No, I don't think I am." Michael rolled his eyes at the Malfoy.
"I'm over this, Malfoy. Let's go Silver."
Abraxas raised a taunting eyebrow. She ignored him and went with Michael.
"So, where are we going?"
Michael shrugged. "Anywhere but near those smug Slytherins."
Silver laughed. They stopped at the bench where he gave her a sandwich last time.
They sat down together and enjoyed the breeze. Both of them sat there comfortably in silence. Michael sat up straight and looked at Silver. She raised an eyebrow. He let out a huff.
"I'm going to just be straight-forward here", he said.
Silver jumped in her seat.
"I like you, Silver."
Fuck.
What has she gotten herself into?
Neyda laughed in her mind. Silver slowly smiled. She thought of an answer.
She was about to answer with something vague like 'I don't know how I feel.' or some shit like 'I think I want to see how this goes first.'
But he leaned in, and he kissed her.
It was a nice 3 seconds peck. Silver blushed. Damn.
He pulled away. Michael opened his mouth to say something, but his friends came and shouted his name. Michael rolled his eyes. "I guess I have to go."
Silver let out a small breath of relief.
"Okay then, goodbye." she said quickly
He smiled back and ran to his friends.
Uh.
Silver leaned back on the bench and ran her fingers through her hair. She closed her eyes and leaned her head on the top of the bench, letting her hair fall back. Silver processed what just happened.
She had kissed a boy, and it wasn't Tom.
She didn't know how she felt. The kiss was sweet, Michael's a really nice boy, but she knew she can't let herself fall for this boy.
Silver felt a hand slithered around her throat.
She let out a gasp. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of the Head Boy, staring at her with his cold gaze. He pressed her throat down to the back of the bench. Silver let out a choked cough.
"Tom-"
"What did I tell you last week, Silver?"
Silver's eyes watered. She let out another cough.
"I asked you something Silver, answer."
She put her hands on his hand, trying to let go of his grip. He wasn't suffocating her, but he made it harder for the girl to breathe.
"Wh- what are you talking about?"
Tom scoffed and pressed down harder, making Silver whimper.
"The one where I said you are mine."
He said those words hauntingly soft.
"You dare kiss that mudblood Ravenclaw?" Tom taunted.
Silver let out a small cry. "I-"
Tom curled his fingernails so that it was pricking her skin.
"You will never do that again, understand?" He was furious. Absolutely furious.
But he didn't show it.
Silver let out a disbelieved scoff. He leaned his body closer to her. He hated that she's not complying to him.
Silver tried to inhale. She can't and panicked. He smiled down at her.
"Y-yes."
Tom let go.
Silver leaned forward and coughed. She touched her neck.
Tom smirked and rubbed her back.
"Good girl."
Tom sat beside her on the bench, still rubbing her back slowly.
"That boy will only taint you, Silver." She scoffed.
"I'm a muggleborn, am I not tainted already?" Tom didn't answer.
"Fuck off, Tom."
She touched her lips, where Michael had kissed her.
Tom's gaze hardened. He pulled her hand from her lips and dragged her away. Silver protested. "The fuck are we going!?"
Tom didn't look at her, just stared forward, his jaw clenched.
He finally stopped at a lavatory. He barged in.
"Tom, what the fuck, let me go!"
He opened a tap and let the sink fill up. He was still holding on to Silver's wrist very tightly. Silver had no clue what was going on. When the sink was full with water, he shut the tap off and grabbed Silver by the back of her head.
Silver's eyes widened.
"No-"
Before she can protest more, her head was forcefully dunked in water. She screamed underwater, Tom pulled her head up. Silver cried. "Tom why-" He dunked her head once again, a bit longer than the first time.
She tried to push herself off the sink with her hands, but her head stays submerged. Tom finally pulled her out after a while. Silver quickly inhaled, she let out a sob.
"Tom." She pleaded.
Tom pulled her backwards by the hair and grabbed a napkin from his pocket. He rubbed it on her lips harshly.
Silver sobbed, trying to push his hands off. Tom swiped the napkin on her lips with force once more before letting the fabric fall to the floor. Her lips are now red and swollen.
"W-why are you doing this to me!?" Tom smirked and grabbed her chin.
"You've kissed that mudblood, your lips had to be clean, darling."
Silver fell to the ground and pulled her knees to her chest. This is the second time she's sobbing in a lavatory. And both times are because of Tom.
"I'm a mudblood too, Tom! Leave me the fuck alone!"
Tom kneeled in front of her and pulled her hair again, pulling her face close to him. She let out a cry.
"Nevertheless you are mine." Tom chuckled darkly. "I don't like sharing, Prennington. I absolutely hate it. I fucking hate it." He spat out.
Tom pulled her face to his and kissed her. Passionately.
Silver let out a cry, but that just made him kiss her harder. She didn't know what she should do. Tom pulled his lips from hers. It went to her neck. Silver's body tensed. He bit and sucked harshly.
Silver bit her cheek. "Tom, stop."
He pulled away and observed his mark that he left on her.
Like he just marked his territory, marking her as his. What is she? An object in front of his eyes?
Silver breathed heavily. Tom ran his finger up and down her jaw. He observed her neck. The neck that he just choked, kissed, and bit.
"Stay away from the mudblood, or you'll fucking regret it."
With that, Tom pressed his lips to hers once more. He pulled away and stood up.
Tom pushed his hand out, waiting for her to grab it. Silver narrowed her red eyes at him and took it. He pulled her up and pulled her out of the lavatory.
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It's been like 2 weeks since I uploaded I think. Anyway, thank you for 4k+ readssssss!!!!