Whipped

I slither up Tom's arm as he touches the slithering snake tattoo. I watch as all of his followers appear out of nowhere as he finally calls the meeting to a start.

"I have gathered you all here to prepare for the attack, I have received proof that our plan last week did not fail, and the twenty three muggles did indeed die." Tom says with a senile grin, everyone cheers and claps each other's backs. What a weird human interaction it is. "Therefore we will go ahead as planned! We will attack The Burrow at midnight."

"That's a stupid idea," I hiss, "I hope you're not planning on taking me along."

Tom ignores me, as usual, but I make myself clear that I'm not going to go with him by sliding down his back and heading into the other room. I curl up on my rug getting ready to have a nap when Tom rudely interrupts me.

"How dare you talk to me like that!" he hisses and I just smile at him, at least as much of a smile as my snake lips can do, anyway. "I have a matter to curse you into next week."

"Go right ahead!" I hiss back, daring him to hex me. He points his wand at me and it twitches as a purple light comes out of the tip. I wait for something to happen but then I realize that he hit me with a leg locker curse. I begin to guffaw as hard as I can, ignoring the death glares that Tom is sending me. "You… know… I… don't…have… legs." I breathe and he just smirks at me.

"Yes, Nagini," he says, "But I can't exactly hurt you without hurting myself."

"Which is how I have you whipped," I stick out my tongue at him and he just rolls his red eyes.

"If that's what you wish to think," he pauses looking at the rug underneath me. "Why is it so fluffy?"

"Because you're too cheap to buy me a proper bed," I hiss and he shakes his head and heads to the door.

"Don't wait up for me, Nagini!"

"I wasn't planning on it, Tom." I smirk at the death glare he send me before closing the door behind him. He likes to think that he isn't whipped, but I beg to differ.

First time writing Nagini, and first time writing present tense!

394 words.

Speed Drabble: "Why is it so fluffy?", "That's a stupid idea.", proof

BINGO: 52. (spell) Leg-Locker Curse

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Gringotts Prompt Bank: [Words instead of laughed] Guffawed [Colors] Purple