Authors Note: Warning, Sexual content in this chapter however NOT graphic as I believe that stuff is just wrong to write fully.
Tom POV
I honestly don't know what I had been thinking. I kept telling myself that it was just her darkness playing tricks on me. But in that moment, I let some words slip. Words that as much as I hated to admit, were true.
Breathing slowly, I closed the space between us. Her presence was much stronger up close. Much more dangerous to me. I kept telling myself that she could never beat me, that she was just another girl, but I think I was letting her drug like presence affect me. I think I was addicted. And then I felt something odd. Something stirring in my groin. Fuck, bloody hold yourself together Tom. You are the leader of the knights of Walpurgis. You are the future dark lord. You will not be aroused by some girl. Turns out my conscious wasn't working, because I muttered, "Zilla wait. She turned around, her eyes blazing with an anger that just made it harder for me to keep control. I lost complete control when she turned away. "I don't think your darkness is the only reason I'm drawn to you." I whispered softly in her ear, grabbing her waist. I was losing control and now I didn't even care. And when she turned around, I knew I had completely lost control.
Our lips touched, no not touched, I crushed them against hers. My lower region was throbbing by now, but I still had enough control to not go too far. For now at least. I don't know what surprised me more. The fact she didn't pull away, or the fact she moaned. I took that as a moan of pleasure, moving my hands up and down her back softly. Another soft moan.
She pressed back with the same force, making me pull away in surprise.
"Zilla" I muttered. And that's when I noticed the hurt in her eyes.
"What, you kiss me and don't expect me to kiss you back? You really are a player." And with that, she shoved her way past me and out the door. I could do nothing but just stare at her as she stormed away. And then I kicked the door angrily. "What the hell have I done?!" I yelled. I lost control. Never again. Never again would I let her affect me. "Never. Never again."
A shadow wrapped around my fingers. Darkness. Eyes widening, I watched as it seemed to follow my movements. Wha-. It grew bigger and wrapped around my arm like a snake. And then it fell onto the ground and actually turned into a snake. No, not a snake, a living shadow of a snake. ~What are you.~ I hissed at it in parseltone.
~A creature of your creation sir.~
My eyes widened. Then narrowed. ~How~
~I don't really know. Only one person should be able to summon me, and that person is not you.~
And I suddenly realised who exactly that person was. ~Zilla?~
~Yes sir. I think you may have absorbed some of her magic.~
And my eyes widened completely at that. ~But why would she?~
~I don't think she meant too, but I'll just tell you one thing. If you did absorb her magic, you must be very special to her. It would have killed anyone else~ And with that, the shadow disappeared, leaving me in complete and utter confusion.
I had been thinking over the snakes words for ages before my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my door opening. My eyes narrowed slightly, but relaxed when I saw it was just Rosier. "Sir, Azill requests you in the common room." I rolled my eyes.
"And she sent you?"
"Yes sir."
Muttering, I stood up and ushered him out of the room. Grumbling, I walked to the common room. It was empty except for one silver haired girl. She was trying to avoid meeting my eyes. I sighed, "You called me down, and now you won't even look at me?" She scoffed, looked at me and then blushed and looked away. I raised an eyebrow. Zilla. Blushing. What in merlin's balls. "Zilla fucking look at me," I growled at her. She ignored me, pretending to hum a tune. So I walked right in-front of her.
She looked the other way.
Sighing, I sat down beside her and looked at the wall. "Why. Why did you do it?" She asked quietly, still avoiding looking in my eyes.
I replied, "Your presence-" I never got to finish my sentence because she was yelling at me.
"My presence my ass! Tom you said-"
And now I was yelling. "I know what I said. I wasn't thinking! It's not my fault you are like a siren."
Silence. Pure Silence.
When she spoke up again, It was so quite I could barely hear it. "I did some research. I think... I think I am a siren. A siren de umbra."
"Siren of darkness" I translated quietly.
"Yeah" she said, her tone mimicking mine.
"Does that mean your not..."
"Pureblood?" She shook her head. "No, I am pureblood. It's not an actual siren species, but an ability passed down through wizarding genetics."
I gawped at her. No wonder I was drawn to her like I was. But something irked at me. Veela's and normal sirens don't affect me... Does that mean there is a foundation of feelings between us to begin with...? I thought. As impossible as it seemed to me, and as much as I didn't want it to be true, I knew it was. I'm growing weak. All because of her.
"Tom..."
And that's when I realised I was clenching my fists and glaring viciously at her. Shaking my head, my expression softened. "Sorry, I just. It's just..."
"I make you weak? I'm sorry. I can't help it. I wish I could but I"
She never got to finish the sentence because then I was kissing her. No... I can care about her. She can be my weakness. Because she will give me so much power. Undead table power. And I must protect and care for that power. For her. I thought. If the snake was right, I absorbed some of her power. I became stronger because of showing her affection. By caring about her... I had nothing to lose.
She let out a soft moan, bringing me attention back to the situation. She pulled me down ontop of her softly, kissing me back harder. I smirked. Good, now she can't say anything about me going too far. I let my hands slip up under the back of her shirt. I took the time to note that she was skinny but well toned and defined. Smirking, I ran my hands up the small of her back, making her moan softly. A felt her tugging at my robes and froze. She mimicked my action. Hesitating, I closed my eyes and nodded. Seconds later, I could feel myself being relieved of my robes.I felt her pulling back, taking in the sight of my body. God no, what was I thinking. I panicked, attempting to pull my robes back over my almost naked form. Her hands stopped me however, and when I looked up into her eyes I saw her smiling.
"It's ok. I think you look perfect." She said softly.
And then our lips were together again. My own hands moved to her robes, tugging the damned things free of her body. Smirking, I moved them up to her breasts. She hesitated. And then smirked. I assumed that meant yes. Tugging her free of the garnet, I let out a slight moan. She was even more beautiful in naked form. I smirked. She isn't bare yet…
My hands moved to release her of the last of her clothing but her hands stopped me.
"Not yet." She moaned between kisses. Grinning, I pulled away from her, moving my lips to her chest.
"Should we be… in here?" She whispered. I paused for a moment. Smirking and pulling away, I grabbed my wand out of my robes and aimed silencing and locking spells at all of the entrances.
"Problem solved" I chuckled, bringing my lips back to her breasts, kissing them softly.
"Tom!" She moaned loudly.
"Shhh." I whispered, kissing down her chest and then bringing them back to her lips. My hands slipped back down to her annoying underpants. She didn't seem to argue, so I pulled them off of her, careful not to rip them. She didn't have many clothes, coming from another time and all. Though I have to admit I wouldn't mind her being naked all the time. I thought with a grin. And this time, her own hands had to moved to my own under garnets. Smirking, I let her release me of them. She pulled away for a moment, gasping and taking my own naked form. And then our lips were back together.
By the end of the hour… neither of us were virgins anymore.
Authors Note: Soooooo….. What did you think? ;D
