Chapter 8 – Black Facades

Breakfast the next morning was slow as there was not much to look forward to, except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, but that was the period after next. So, bearing their books, the girls sauntered to their first period class. After an hour and a half of that, the bell rang, finally brining them to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Eve strolled in with and seated herself next to Heather and Serena, smiling, brazenly flirtatious, causing Professor Sinclair to flush and turn away.

"You know, maybe somebody spoke to him about going to the ball with a sixteen year old," Serena whispered. Eve shot her a 'who-the-fuck-cares' look back and resumed making suggestive faces towards the professor. Heather and Serena giggled. This was going to be an interesting class.

Actually, the only entertaining thing during the class was Eve's feeble attempt to catch and hold Professor Sinclair's eye. He seemed genuinely embarrassed and blushed lightly when he managed to look at her. As the end of class neared, he handed back their tests, hurrying quickly past Eve's table. Her face turned from one of playful confidence to one of 'what-the-fuck?'.

"Are you ok?" Serena asked her.

"I just like, failed!" Eve cried.

"How, you're practically dating the teacher?" Heather asked.

"Well, maybe he wants special tutorial sessions with you," Serena added as Eve tried to smile.

"No, I don't understand…I should've done better!" Eve said.

"There's always next time," Serena said, trying to comfort her. It didn't work.

"Professor," Eve said, raising her hand. He looked up.

"Yes, Miss Lortman?" He asked.

"Would it be possible to speak with you about my test after class?" Eve asked seriously.

"Sure," He said.

"Oh! Maybe he does want tutorials!" Heather whispered. Serena giggled and Eve shot them a wicked grin.

"Maybe," She said.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts, Serena and Heather continued down to lunch while Eve 'spoke' with Professor Sinclair. They ate a light lunch and after Eve returned 15 minutes later, slightly disappointed, Heather left to go 'hang out' with Malfoy.

"So, did you talk to him about it?" Serena asked her.

"Yes, and I realized what I did wrong. He said he was sorry but he didn't feel right just giving me a good grade because he liked me and that I needed to earn it," Eve said.

"So, no tutorial sessions?" Serena asked her.

"Actually, yes," Eve said, very proud of herself. Serena shot her a surprised look.

"Oh really!"

"Yes, I just hope nothing happens," Eve said not meaning that at all.

"Yes, me neither," Serena said sarcastically and rolling her eyes.

They met Heather with a very guilty look on her face on their way to their next class. The rest of the day passed without incident, except that Heather again disappeared to meet Malfoy after dinner. Serena and Eve made their way up to their rooms and waited up for Heather for another hour. After giving a very detailed account of what had happened when she returned, they went to bed.

The next day, classes were an unusual bore. They were constantly taking notes or taking quizzes all day. After lunch, they took awhile eating, spending as much time laughing and talking as much as possible since they knew that when classes started again they'd be too busy taking notes.

If Serena had any hope for Potions class to be any better, she was wrong. Professor Slughorn decided to give them a pop test on the ingredients of a truth telling potion. Knowing they did not do well on that at all, the girls slowly made their way to the transfiguration class. They took notes for half the lesson, dully scribbling on their scrolls. They were surprised, when to learn half way through that they would be working with their partner in a mini contest for the rest of the lesson. Professor Dumbledore had felt they were having a stressful day and decided to do something fun. Whoever could transform the most glasses into animals in ten minutes would be excused from coming to class next time. Serena smiled. This was one thing she was good at, and Tom was amazing at it. After all, what wasn't he good at?

Screams of excitement, cries of frustration, and the random popping sound and smoke of a spell gone wrong filled the air when they started their contest. By the end of ten minutes, Serena and Tom had transformed 19 glasses into mice, beating their main opponent pair by 2 mice. Afterwards, Dumbledore gave them the rest of the lesson, (which consisted of 20 minutes) to relax. Serena was about to get up, when Tom spoke.

"Meet me in the library after dinner. It's important," He said. Serena smiled.

"Sure," She said, standing up and joining Eve and Heather and the table they were talking at.

After class, they went to dinner and after dinner Serena went to meet Tom in the library. She found him at the back, already seated at a table and consumed in his work. She seated herself next to him quietly, and he smiled at her as he finished what he was doing before speaking to her. He was done in the next 3 minutes and put his book into his satchel.

"So," She said. "What was so important?"

"You need to prepare yourself for the next stage of the contest," Tom said. Serena cocked her head.

"You mean the test?" She asked.

"Yes," Tom said. "Now, I know you are already comfortable with most of the material we've learned, so I've picked out a book to help refresh your memory and learn the other things from class. I've also picked out a book to read that I've highlighted with the information you do not know that will be on the test."

"How do you know what information will be on the test?" Serena asked him. "He never told us."

"Does it matter?" He asked her, a little sharply.

"Not really, I just didn't think you the type of person to cheat. I mean, you are a prefect and all," Serena said.

"What does it matter, if we win?" Tom asked her completely serious.

"It doesn't. I want to win too, but don't you think it's just a little unfair?" Serena said.

"Life's not fair. If you're given the opportunity of an advantage, don't you think you should take it?" Tom asked.

"I guess," She said.

"Of course you would. You can't win anything without taking some advantages. If you're too weak to create that opportunity for that advantage, you don't deserve to win," Tom said avidly. Serena opened her mouth, about to argue, but, slightly unnerved as to what provoked his outburst, didn't.

"I'm sorry," Tom said, "I got carried away. Anyways, so just read and know the stuff by next week."

Serena looked disdainfully at the large books he had given her.

"Ok," She said, putting them into her bag. Once they were put away, she turned back to Tom.

"Is that all?" She asked. Tom thought for a moment.

"I guess. Unless you happened to be free the period after lunch tomorrow?" He asked. Serena smiled.

"I actually do," She said. "Why?"

"I'll be in the great hall, in case you wanted to stop by," Tom said, getting another book out of his bag.

"I just might," She said, winking as she left. She continued to her room, talked with her girlfriends for a while and then went to bed.

After lunch the next day, she went up to her room to make sure she looked alright. Satisfied, she made her way back down to the great hall, which would have been cleared of all dishes and most people. Sure enough, Tom was seated in the Slytherin table, already busy doing work. Serena slid onto the bench next to him. Tom looked up.

"Hi," He said, smiling as he looked her over.

"Hi," She smiled, crossing her legs.

"So nice to see you," Tom said, turning to face her better.

"Well, I thought I'd stop by," She said.

"I noticed," He said. Serena smiled again.

"So, do you want to go somewhere," He asked.

"Go where?" She asked playfully

"I don't know, we could just walk around and see where that leads us," Tom said.

"Ok," She said. Tom packed up quickly and stood up. Serena joined him, and they walked out into the hallways. As they walked through the hallways, their hands slowly found each others and Serena blushed slightly as they continued on their walk. After several minutes, they turned a corner and without quite realizing what was happening, they were making out fervently. Serena was pushed up against the wall of the deserted corridor, Tom on top of her. She giggled, and as she opened her mouth he plunged in with his tongue. His hands unbuttoned her shirt and gently rubbed at her breasts. Serena let out a small gasp as his hands became more adventurous. So, they touched each other while they kissed for a good while, before finally breaking. Serena's eye's fluttered up at Tom and she hurriedly looked down and started buttoning up her shirt. He watched her as he leaned on his arm against the wall, still standing in front of her. Finished, she looked up and smiled.

"Well, Mr. Riddle, I do believe that I should be on my way. After all, I did need to get some work done this period," Serena said. Tom smiled and gave a small sigh as he pulled away from her and stood straight.

"I guess you must. Homework is very important, Miss Haesley. I wouldn't want you getting distracted from your work," Tom said.

"I think I can manage," She said, rolling her eyes.

"I would hope so. I would feel terrible if I helped distract you, being a prefect and all." He said, playing with her hand. She smiled.

"I know!" She cried. "You could get into trouble for this." He smiled.

"So could you," He whispered, stepping closer to her again.

"Yes, but I'm not a prefect. So it wouldn't really tarnish my record that much," She said, looking up into his fiery eyes.

"Getting caught with you, really wouldn't hurt my record that much either," He said, stepping closer still.

"I thought you were against sullying your reputation at all," Serena said. "Now your ok with it?"

"There's a lot of other things that would be worse to get caught at than just fucking around," Tom said, his eyes clouding slightly. Serena cocked her head.

"What other things?" She asked curiously, and yet very alluringly. Tom smirked as he regained his pose, laying on hand on the wall and the other on Serena's hip, standing very close to her.

"Nothing," He said, gently kissing her. She kissed back once or twice before pulling away when his hands once again reached for her buttons.

"No, I was serious. I do have work to do," She said. "You happen to be distracting me from my work right now." He rolled his eyes.

"Fine." He said with blatant disappointment. She shook her head.

"Aw, I'm sorry. I guess you're just going to have to get over it. That or go play with yourself," She said. He sprouted a slightly amused smile, well, half smile.

"I'd rather wait for you," He said. Serena smiled, blushing slightly because she knew he meant that. He would wait until for her. Which meant he wanted to have sex with her…again, and that was what she was nervous about. She knew he got what he wanted, but she didn't know if she was ready for that again.

"I really need to go. I need to finish my essay. And do some more of that reading you assigned me."

"Oh yes, that's right," Tom said.

"Well, I guess you should go then," He said, crossing his arms. She smiled a goodbye and then turned and walked up the hallway, Tom's narrow eyes watching her until she disappeared.

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When she got back to her room, she had only half an hour to complete her essay. She worked quickly though and managed to do a pretty decent job. She ran up to her room, switched books for the next class, stuffed her essay and them into her bag and continued on her way to her next class. She met up with Eve and Heather and filled them in on what happened quickly as they took their seats. They gave her 'you-dirty-whore' looks, smiling all the same. Class went by surprisingly quickly and then it was free time for a while before dinner. They ended up getting distracted though and made their way down for dinner late. After dinner they went up to their common room. Well, Serena and Heather did at least. Eve went to her tutorial with Professor Sinclair.

Serena and Heather were lying on their beds, gossiping when Eve finally returned.

"So," They said, sitting up.

"How was your 'tutorial'?" Serena asked. Eve looked away guiltily, before turning back, a mischievous grin planted on her face.

"Well, I'm definitely a slut," She said.

"Well we already knew that," Serena said.

"Yeah, tell us what happened!" Heather said.

"Ok!" Eve said, skipping over to and then jumping on the bed they were huddled on. She proceeded to tell her tale excitedly about how she accidentally ended up giving Professor Sinclair a hand job that she wasn't upset about it at all. Serena couldn't help but roll her eyes, giggling at this juicy piece of gossip. And Heather was obviously enjoying watching Eve act like a whore. They talked for a while longer before getting ready and going to bed.

The rest of the week went by fairly quickly. Tom really didn't acknowledge their relationship too much during class, which was good because Serena needed to concentrate on her studies. Although, after class was another matter. She met up with him a few more times, fooling around in the empty hallways late at night or during a free period when Tom wasn't obsessively studying. It was getting bad again. They kept going further and further, their kisses more passionate. Serena couldn't help wondering when, and secretly wanting Tom to take her again. She hated herself for thinking that, but it kept getting worse, and she couldn't stop thinking about him, and about the …last time. She'd tell herself to stop it, and not immaturely crush on Tom, but she couldn't help it. That slightly pissed her off, but she tried not to think about it…much.

Professor Sinclair was still slightly nervous around Eve, but seeing that not that many people seemed to know what had happened, acted a little more normal. Too bad he didn't realize Serena and Heather knew every little detail about what had happened and what it looked like. If Eve didn't adore him so much they could have got him fired. Heather and Lucius were almost as busy as Tom and Serena. They snuck off during the night too but ended up getting caught once by a Professor doing it on the teachers table in the great hall and then they pretty much took a break from those activities for a while.

Soon it was the end of Friday and an exciting Quidditch game – Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw was next morning. Heather and Eve were actually planning to go, but Serena had other plans. Tom had asked her to meet him outside the library after breakfast. So, after seeing Heather and Eve to the door after checking her appearance in the bathroom in her room first, she said goodbye, smiled playfully at them and went to meet Tom.

He wasn't outside, so she ventured inside to see if he had gone in because she was a little late. And there he was, sitting in the back of the library again, his nose in yet another book.

"My dear Thomas, what are we going to do if you're reading a book?" Serena said, sitting on the table next to him. He looked up and smiled.

"You're late," He said arrogantly. Serena pretended to be insulted.

"By like…five minutes," She said.

"10," He corrected her.

"I'm sorry!" She said, putting an innocent, pouting look on her sweet face.

"I'm a little disappointed," He said.

"Well, can I make it up to you?" She asked, sliding off the table to sit on top of and facing him. He smiled and pulled her towards him before kissing her. They were only kissing for a few minutes when he broke.

"Let's go someplace else," He said.

"Why?" She asked, although she knew perfectly well why he wanted to go someplace more private and she couldn't help smiling.

"Come on," He said. She playfully rolled her eyes and slowly got off him, making sure to place her hands at certain spots. He noticed, smirked, and flashed his fiery eyes at her as she giggled.

"You're really playful this morning aren't you," He said, not seeming to mind in the least. She smiled.

"I know, I had coffee," She said, very proud of herself. He smiled at her, thinking how very cute she was, and very excited himself, because he knew he could have her again. She was in such a teasing mood he wouldn't even have to do that much to get her out of her clothes. He got up, threw his bag over his shoulder and took her hand, well, wrist, and led her out.

"So where are we going?" She asked.

"I just want to drop my bag off at my room," He said. She snorted.

"Oh, I'm sure," She said, rolling her eyes.

They left the library and walked through the hallways until they got to the Slytherin common room. They were confident no one else would be there, as it was an important match today. And they were right. They entered the common room and found it completely deserted. Tom smiled, and eagerly made his way to his room. Serena went in first, and Tom shut the door behind them.

"Why are you shutting the door if you just wanted to drop off your bag?" She asked, as she playfully sat down on his bed.

"It's cold," He said, lying, and they both knew it. "I didn't want to let in the cold air." He said coming over to the bed, dumping his bag by the edge of it. He sat down on the bed and turned around to face Serena lying, shirt completely unbuttoned and hardly on his bed, wrapped around his blankets. He couldn't help but laugh. It really hadn't taken that long to get her undressed at all, and he hadn't even done anything.

"Come here," He said, bending down to kiss her. And they were off, lost in a sea of blankets of soft pillows. His hand removed her shirt while he kissed her and moved on to her skirt. After unbuttoning it, he slipped the soft material over her willowy legs and dropped it onto the floor. He yanked his tie open, and took it off, letting it fall on the bed. He removed his sweater-vest and quickly took off his shirt. Serena had already started trying to remove his belt with her teeth. It wasn't working too well, so, laughing slightly, he moved her aside and did it himself. He took a moment to admire her graceful, yet sinfully seductive pose, her full, inviting lips, her flirtatious eyes, the way her hair fell around her face, and her luscious body. Then, off came the pants, and he was back at it, on top of her. Their kisses became fiercer, their breathing more strained. There was such passion, such sheer lust that it was hard for her to even think straight. It was far too overwhelming for her to even know what she was doing. All she knew was that she was ready for him this time.

His lips slipped off hers fell to her neck, slowly moving downwards as one hand undid her bra, letting the lacey material slide off her shoulders. Serena lifted her arms so Tom could remove the bra, only to resume caressing her delicate skin. His breath was hot as he moved his mouth to taste her breast. She half giggled and half moaned. He moved to the other one, and then moved down her stomach, tracing her belly button with his tongue. He came back up to her breast once more, before coming back up to her neck and mouth. After a little, he stopped and gently removed her silken underwear and then his own boxers. Getting back on top of her, he kissed her while his knee gently pushed her leg open. Serena closed his eyes, excited, but nervous as he plunged into her. She gasped, her body rising in response to him. In and out, faster, harder he went, sending tingling shivers of pleasure up her body. Finally, they reached the climax, so powerful, it took her breath away. Then he collapsed onto the bed next to her, both utterly spent. After catching his breath, Tom turned and looked at his prize. She really was beautiful. And, it seemed that his plan was working. This time had been for her, and ensured there would be a next time.

Serena caught his glazed, satisfied eyes and looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"Serena, come here," He said, sensing her embarrassment. He opened his arm, and she crawled over, settling next to him. She rested her head against his hard chest, as his arm came to rest on her shoulder. She traced circles on his chest with her fingers, still trying to realize that she had just had sex, again, and she had basically asked for it. She closed her eyes, trying not to be ashamed with her self. Tom's fingers played with her hair. He tilted her head towards him and her eyes fluttered open.

"You really are beautiful Serena," He said, looking into her eyes. She blushed and looked down. He tilted her head towards him again.

"I mean it," He said. She blushed deeper and he kissed her gently. After a little while, they got up and got changed and he walked her up to her dormitory, kissing her once on the hand as a goodbye.

She climbed in through the portrait hole and ran up to see if Heather and Eve had returned yet.