I'm getting ready for the pool party thing in the prefects bathroom. I didn't bring any swimmers but luckily I knew a spell that could turn my red singlet into the rubbery material it's supposed to be. I just added some black board shorts that I did bring.
I love red. It clashes with my black hair profusely. I'm still annoyed at Cecelia so I have no one to take me to the bathroom. Fuck. I head down the dormitory steps with a black towel over my shoulder and walk through my creepy common room. So awesome.
As I head out of the common room I see a gaggle of seventh year Slytherin girls and run up to them. It's the girls I ditched on the train. This should be awkward. "Hey! Bella, we've been looking for you" says the girl, I think is named Emily "yeah, I got lost, didn't even know what house you were in!" I let a shaky laugh out.
I have to make friends with these bimbos if I can't be friends with Cecelia. They look at me in a friendly manner but then start frowning "what?" I ask startled by their disapproval. Emily stops walking and the other follow suit. I'm getting the feel she's the leader "you aren't wearing swimmers, only a random singlet in the material" she tusks "I didn't bring any swimmers, I mean, this IS Scotland. It's not as if it's Hawaii" I say a little irritated. "We'll help you out from here on" they smirk. Great I'm a rag doll they want to dress up. I smile 'gratefully' at my friends.
Once we reach some doors and open them it reveals not some school toilets with showers and baths put in…oh hell no. This was like a mini water park. We have a huge ass pool, three spas and little water slides going into the pools.
All the girls had proper bathers on. I felt very out of place here. Once one of the other girls in our 'group' closed the doors loudly the other twenty girls in the room all looked at us. "Well it's about bloody time!" exclaimed one of the girls in a more covered suit.
"Are we the last?" asked Emily innocently receiving several nods from the other girls. "Let's begin then!" spoke the girl most clothed. Every girl sat around in a circle on the tiled floor, lots of girls held their towels, dripping wet.
"I, Gwen Nott, Prefect of Slytherin house and this years chair mistress seventh year girls traditions welcome you to the bagging of the boys." Wow, that's rather…official. "We shall decide who goes first with this glass bottle" stated Gwen. Every other girl seemed to be getting this. Gwen stood and walked to the centre of the circle, put it down then walked back to her spot and sat down taking her wand out. Making a flourished movement with her hands, the bottle spins.
It lands on a colored girl with a confident smirk on her face "I, Daniel Zabini choose Robert McKormac" she stated clearly. Emily taps me on the knee before whispering in my ear "they've been boyfriend and girlfriend since fifth year…no harm done, was only a Hufflepuff…acts like a Slytherin though so we don't hate her too much."
Gwen writes it down and then flicks her wrist again and the bottle spins once more, only this time, it lands on me. Shit! Who do I pick? Tyler? Tom? Tyler is really sweet but Tom will kick my ass…Fuck, well I did tell Tom I'd pick him. "I, Annabella George, choose Tom Riddle" I spoke loudly. Many of the girls seemed upset at this, including my oh-so-good friend Emily who whacks my knee "Ouch!" I hiss at her, she simply glares.
Round and around it goes again, who will it stop at? Nobody knows…Cecelia. She looks kind of uncomfortable before half saying half mumbling a "I, Cecelia Grace choose Tyler Corner" ok then…Didn't expect that. She either chose him to annoy me, or the much more obvious reason she likes him and that's why she spat that insult at me.
Bitch much, next person to go was a girl named Helen Parkinson who picked a boy named Jordan Diggory. After that I kind of zoned out…everyone seemed to be moving up and going into the pool "come on Bella!" Squealed an excited Emily and we jumped in a spa with the other girls. Before I knew it, it was time to go.
"I can't believe you picked Tom Riddle!" giggled the girls next to me "I was going to pick him…But whatever, it's not like we've fucked like rabbits in the quidditch locker room half a dozen times before…you totally deserve him Belle" Emily told me annoyed and obviously close to tears. I don't know how to respond, got it! "I'm so sorry Em! If I knew you felt that way about him I would of chosen Tyler!" I comforted her. 'It's okay" she sniffed. I put my arm around her and we went to our dormitory, I couldn't believe I didn't see them there that morning or last night!
The next morning I felt like shit but I knew I had my first day of classes. Yay. Got my Slytherin robes handed to me by some house elves and headed to the bathroom to start my morning routine.
After I got out I headed out the door in search of food but when I got to the common room who do I see but Tommy Riddle.
"Good morning Annabella" he says grim faced. "Looks like I'm not the only one who feels like shit this morning. "I need some tea and a person to take me to it. Come child" I grabbed him pushing him out the door. I'm not normally this rude but I need some tea! Hold on…wasn't he torturing a person yesterday? That's right! I hate him. Totally forgot that.
He looks at me amused "What?" I say coldly….tehe I'm cold now! "Don't you remember? I can read your mind" he spoke softly. Oh yeah…fuck "Keep your dirty mind out of mine" I hiss "Are you sure you can call MY mind dirty? Next to yours I'm a downright nun." He smiled triumphantly. He had me there "Will you please stay out of my mind?" I ask politely "No…why would I do that?" arrogant son of a bitch.
We head into the great hall and I spot tea! Ahhh my blessed tea. I run to it and sit down, shortly followed by Tommie. Must resist urge to picture him naked, must resist urge to picture him naked. I hear him laugh softly. "Don't stop on my behave" he told me. Okay then "HEY!" he growled "I think it's a little bigger than a toddlers pinky!" I grin evilly at him before shrinking it even tinier. I win. "Okay, don't believe me, you'll see soon enough" he told me. My eyes widen and the smile drops "What did you say?" I asked slightly angrily "I thought I'd try my hand at a sex joke, did I get an A? I very much so like A's." I laugh, trying to find a witty reply "I know something you can get in A in" I got him and Winked.
"Well done about last night by the way, I didn't think of you as submissive and to actually follow my requests…was quite sure you'd pick Tyler" his eyes tinkling "Submissive? Are you fucking with me? I'm a lot of things, but submissive isn't one." I say offended and pouting. "Here, have a muffin" he said brandishing an extra chocolatier chocolate with chocolate chips in it muffin. Did you know it was chocolate? I grab the chocolate in my hands "Stop saying chocolate! It's giving me a head ach!" he whined "I'm not saying it, I'm thinking it! There is a difference!" hmmph!" I huff aggressively.
This tactic obviously isn't working…I turn around to him a new gleam in my eye "what can I do to get you out of my head" I whisper in what I hope is a seductive voice, stroking his arm in a manner I've seen other girls do. All the while Tommy boy is just smirking at me "yet again Annabella, you put too much faith in the fact that I'd like you" he said looking down at me smiling pleasantly as though he had just complimented me. Well this gets better and better, I bite my lip swaying my head in agreement with my eyes down cast. This is fucking perfect, I can plan and plot against him with him reading my every thought, insert sarcastic laughing.
"I can teach you to block me…and read others. You did agree to learn" He said excitedly…That's right, he did that torture thingy, I hate him! Sigh, Tom was right, seeing someone get deep stab wounds in their body didn't scar or scare me. Remembering back all I had was shock about it. Was Riddle right? Maybe I am like him…Shit!
"It isn't necessarily a bad thing" he muttered, buttering his toast. He had a point again, what's so bad about being a mass murdering lunatic? It's only wrong because it's not nice to do that to another person and society has brought us up that way. Wait a second, am I justifying murder? Fuck I am… and poorly at that.
"Can't I have one moment with my thoughts privately Riddle!" I say, he gave me a curt shake of the head "I want to study you, nothing will go unnoticed." God I'm starting to hate him… "I'm still listening" he glared at me. Just imagine him with a small penis Bella, small penis.
He picked up his stuff before turning to me "I have advanced ancient ruins" he tells me, I shrugs my shoulders not really caring. He rolls his eyes "that means that WE have advanced ancient ruins" oh…"How do you know that?" I asked half curious half annoyed "you told me you were taking that class?" he asks confused "true" I mumble embarrassed before scrambling up to meet him. I can't wait till I can block my thoughts from him…and read other people's minds! Eeep!
"Why are you so interested in me?" I ask I'm sure I must've asked this but, why not? I must have just forgotten and if he gets annoyed at me repeating myself…well I wouldn't be upset if I annoyed him "what's the fun in just telling? You've got to work for it," he said, still smiling.
As much as I hate him, I have to admit if I were in his shoes I'd say the same thing.
We reach a door and he holds is open for me, I enter feeling weirdly happy. Once inside I see the rest of the class has gathered but the teacher has yet to arrive. I notice the fact that Tommy boy is the only guy in the class…this should be fun for him.
"Hey Bella, over here!" calls one of Emily's bimbos. I start to make my way over to her before I'm yanked back by Riddle "no, you shall sit next to me!" He growled. I retched my arm back glowering at him before making my way over to the girl.
But for some strange reason I made sure my hips swayed purposefully as I walked. Hey, don't blame me! Riddle is still hot, even if I see him torturing people and I still don't know why I'm still talking to him…shouldn't I be scared of him now? I'm not the type to go for a bad boy…in fact they just annoy me.
The teacher then entered "that's professor Gordon" whispered the drooling bimbo whom I found out was named Debra and it was obvious why, he was gorgeous! Blue eyes, black straight hair, strong jaw and a tall lanky build, plus he had a wonderful air around him. A very commanding air combined with his sharp features means he easily had the attention of the girls in the room. "Welcome to advanced ancient ruins girls" he breathed.