Myrtle stood, staring at herself in the mirror, squeezing an abnormally large zit. Frowning, she shoved her glasses up her nose and sighed. If only Tom would notice her…she would ravage him.

As if on cue, the door opened and in strolled Tom Riddle Jr. Myrtle gasped and spun to face him.

"Wh-what are you doing in the girls' loo?" Myrtle asked, smoothing down her robes.

"I saw you enter and thought, perhaps I could have a word," Riddle answered, moving ever closer to the wide-eyed girl.

"With me?" She gaped at him. "Whatever for?"

"I've noticed you watching me. Is there something I can do for you?" He winked boldly at her.

"I-I-I-" she stammered, fidgeting nervously.

"Could I make a suggestion?" he asked softly as he gently grabbed her hands and pulled her in close.

"Yes," she breathed looking into his beautiful eyes.

"Relax." He leaned in close. "And enjoy." He kissed her softly, wrapping his arms around her waist.

When his tongue slid into her mouth, Myrtle moaned and reached around to grab his arse. Tom made a surprised sound and tried to back away for a breath, but she moved with him, not allowing it. Her hands moved to brace herself against his chest, then shoved, knocking him backwards onto his bottom.

Laughing, she ripped off her underwear and straddled his hips. "I've waited so long for this. And now I will have you! I told Bertha that you secretly wanted me. She didn't believe me. But I knew it!"

Myrtle tore open his trousers and licked her lips. "Oh, but she'll believe me now." She lifted up and paused, watching him. "Well?"

"What?" Tom asked, too shocked to think properly. He had only intended to seduce the girl to scare her into leaving the bathroom.

"Go ahead." She wiggled her hips above him with raised eyebrows.

"Oh! Oh, right." Clearing his throat he held himself poised beneath her and slowly pushed upwards and into the girl.

"Sweet Merlin!" Riddle yelled as Myrtle flexed her tight inner muscles.

"Honestly Tom, you act as if this were your first time." She lifted her hips and slammed back down onto his spear, not noticing the red on his ears. She had barely begun when Riddle grunted and bucked.

"Did you just- Are you finished?" she asked in disbelief.

"Er…yes."

She sighed and aimed her wand at him. "Erectus. Oh yes, yes, that's better. Engorgio." She moaned loudly as his shaft grew to fill her more completely.

Rotating her hips, she rode him until he screamed with the need for release, but her charm work prevented his satisfaction until her climax was reached.

Moaning loudly, Myrtle jerked a few more times before collapsing onto the floor beside him. Riddle lay panting, unable to move.

"That was brilliant," Myrtle encouraged, finally sitting up. "Next time we'll start with all of the charm work… No, oh no! We forgot the contraceptive spell! No no no!"

Myrtle ran to the toilet, locking herself in. She lay her head on her knees and moaned.

"Don't worry, Myrtle. I know exactly how to remedy this," Riddle called to her before he began hissing.

Wiping her eyes a few moments later, still moaning at the terror of becoming pregnant, she looked up. Two large yellow eyes stared down at her and it all went dark.

Fixing his robes, tom picked up the abandoned panties and stuffed them into his pocket. Whistling a happy tune, he headed out, with a wicked grin on his face.