Drabble 11: Tom/Harry
Emotions: Jealousy, Hatred, and Love
Rating: M
~Tom POV~
Pure rage consumed my mind as I watched Harry bloody Potter walk around a muggle town with that red headed bimbo, Ginny. The girl had been bothering Harry for days, and it drove me insane.
It was supposed to be me that made Harry crack a smile, and it was supposed to be me that was strolling beside Harry throughout the quaint town.
Oh, I knew Harry only agreed to go on a date with the slut in order to make me jealous, but damnit it was working! Never before had I, Tom Riddle, had to feel the bitter sting of jealousy as the man that I secretly loved swept a woman off of her feet.
The blasted woman had the audacity to turn a bright pink as my Harry paid a street vendor for a bright red apple to bestow upon her.
Hatred and bile immediately sprung in my throat, and I just wanted to murder the bitch. Didn't she know that you weren't supposed to mess with another persons man even if they had yet to claim them? I mean seriously! Isn't there a book about these things?!
Snarling, I watched as Harry chuckled at something she said, and suddenly I couldn't take it.
I am Lord Voldemort. The most powerful Dark Lord of the century, and I'd be damned if I let some little girl take away my man.
Storming up to the pair, I swiftly pulled out my wand and cursed the bitch before she knew what was happening. One minute she was laughing, and the next her eyes went wide as she was hit by my powerful cruciatus curse. Luckily, I was able to swiftly cast a silencing spell as soon as she was about to open her mouth to scream, and quickly cast a stunning spell in quick succession.
All throughout my little scene, Harry just smirked knowingly and when I roughly grabbed ahold of his arm in order to apparate, he gladly let me.
Rage erupted in my gut and as soon as we appeared in the Dungeon's of Riddle Manor, I immediately thew the bitches body to the wall and conjured chains to appear on her hands and attached them to the wall.
With that done, I harshly pulled Harry's face down and pressed my lips to his. Immediately we engaged in a heated battle of dominance, and I felt triumph rise in my chest as I realized that I had gotten the nonchalant bastard that was Harry to submit to me.
Pleased, I released him and allowed us to catch some much needed breath.
"You're insufferable." Harry whispered into the suddenly scorching air around us. Cocking an eyebrow as if to say 'You expected anything else?', I stayed silent as I caught my breath. Finally, not feeling like I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, I grabbed a fist full of his shirt and brought his face just inches to mine.
Snarling into his face, I growled out the word 'Mine' and apparated us to my room so I could have my wicked way with him.
No one got with my man, and that was that.
Written for:
The Hopscotch Challenge in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry. (Challenges & Assignments)
Prompts:
"You're insufferable." (Dialouge)
Hatred (Emotion)
Pink (word)
Apples (Word)
