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Chapter Two: First Demands

The sun was peeking through the slim window near the ceiling by the time I'd finished the Baselisium, which was the proper silver-gold colour that it was meant to be. I bottled it and chilled it before downing another pepper-up potion – my third that night. If I had another one I'd overdose.

Riddle appeared at the top of the stairs as I held the potion up to the light to inspect it.

"Good." He smiled appreciatively. "I want you to take a dose."

I frowned at him, mildly offended. "I made it correctly, there's no need to-"

"Adler." He said threateningly.

"Fine, fine." I poured it into a shot glass that he transfigured from a shard of glass lying around, and I swallowed the tasteless liquid, shuddering at the slimy feel of the thick liquid.

"Happy now?" I asked, handing him the vial.

"Perfect. Go and get ready for breakfast – wake up call is in ten minutes."

I staggered upstairs after him and had just finished my shower when the others began coming in. My super-strong pepper-up which took all night to prepare was going to last until ten minutes after classes finished, so I'd be fine as long as Riddle didn't want anything from me. Still, the feverish energy of the potion didn't quite hide my deep weariness.

"Hey, are you alright?" Elizabeth asked gently as I went to have a shower. "I heard about Natasha..."

"Yeah, I'm fine..." I sighed. "Just tired."

She nodded sadly, putting her arm around my shoulders in sympathy.

The day passed in a haze of tiredness and the moment the pepper-up wore off I was down like a brick.

Elizabeth walked over as I staggered. "Woah, Jane, are you okay?"

"Yeah, just tired." I yawned.

She inspected me closely. "Where were you last night?"

"I... I couldn't sleep." I'd always sucked at lying.

"Oh. It's because of Natasha, isn't it?" Elizabeth sighed. "Have you been running on Pepper-up all day, Jane?"

"Yeah." I said in relief and she pulled me up the stairs by the arm.

"You can't sleep now, you'll mess up your sleep pattern. Go take a shower." She pushed me towards the bathroom and I waved, going off to take her advice. I had finished my shower and had just lay down on my bed when my bracelet zapped my wrist.

The secret passage behind the one-eyed witch statue, now.

I staggered upright and somehow made it to the statue, which Riddle opened from the inside and let me in.

"What now?" I groaned. "Can't I just sleep?"

"Teachers will notice if you sleep so early out there. They had people patrolling the halls last night, and they'll know that you were not just taking a walk." He told me. "I've set up a charm that will make people think that they saw you either studying in another location, or eventually sleeping. You can stay here for the night."

I looked around to see a large, comfortable looking bed with silk covers. It looked very out of place among the dust and stone of the old passageway.

A random act of kindness from Riddle? No way.

"Thanks." I said sceptically.

"Also, I want you to be my girlfriend."

I choked. "What?"

"Some of the professors are keeping an eye on me. They think that I am antisocial due to the fact that I have never dated. If you become my girlfriend, they'll stop watching me." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"No. Nuh-uh. Not going to-"

"Pity, I was hoping to not kill Natash-"

"I'll do it."

He smirked. "Good. Lets start with the kissing, shall we?"

"What, now?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes, now." He responded impatiently.
"Riddle-"

"You will call me Tom, Jane."

I shuddered. "Fine, Tom."

He stepped forward and kissed me roughly. It was uncomfortable in an awkward, unpleasant way.

I held still until he pulled away and he smirked. "Good, Adler."

"Elizabeth will be suspicious." I told him desperately. "I was bitching about you on the train before you turned up. It's only the second day of term, she'll know something is wrong."

He raised an eyebrow. "I'll take care of that."

"You won't hurt her, will you?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I don't know. Haven't planned anything yet." He climbed out of the passageway and closed it behind him, and I bit my lip. Should I warn Elizabeth?

"Merlin damn it!" I snapped, kicking the bed. "If I save Elizabeth, I kill Natasha. If I keep trying to save Natasha, Tom will kill Elizabeth. I hate my life!" I made my mind and walked over to the trapdoor, only to find that Tom had jammed it shut.

I held back tears as I flopped down onto the bed he'd provided. I was not going to let him win on that matter.

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The chapters get shorter before they get longer. Also it'll seem like this is going to be predictable... BUT IT'S NOT. Dun dun duuuun. No, I just know what this looks like and all and it definitely isn't. This is probably my second-least-favourite chapter so please don't let you put it off.

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