"That," Riddle said "was the best drama I've ever seen."
"Shut up," Lucretia said sharply as they walked to the dungeons "Shut. Up."
Riddle smirked "I'm going to bother you with this all the time, Himura."
"Go to hell, Riddle." she snapped.
"Only if you'll come with me." he responded. Lucretia sent him an are you serious look. He laughed "I love you, too."
Lucretia was trying hard to supress the urge to hit her head to the walls.
"Actually, you could make out with him just to satisfy yourself. Most girls do."
"And soon I'd end up with a damn creature in my womb? No, thank you." Lucretia said sharply "Besides I don't want to experience the firsts with someone I don't even like."
"Well, we both know that you will never be emotionally attached to someone," Riddle said "Do you plan to stay virgin your entire life?"
Lucretia laughed "Of course not," she said "And, I didn't say love, I said like. Thanks Merlin that the potion doesn't affect the hormones, I am still capable of fancying people. So are you."
"So it would not have been a problem if you had fancied Chang?" Riddle asked.
Lucretia nodded "Exactly."
Riddle ran his right hand through his raven curls as they stood before the entrance of the Common Room "I don't get what changes whether you have your firsts with a random guy or not."
"Immer voraus," Lucretia said the password, then turned to Riddle "It's more complicated for girls, I mean most of the time. Losing something you'll never get back, all the stuff about virginity. Most girls want to lose it to someone who's worth it."
"And how can you know that guy's worthy?" Riddle asked and sat on the black, leather sofa in front of the fireplace. Lucretia sat near him.
"You never know indeed. But it's better to sleep with a guy who cares about you than to sleep with a playboy, eh?"
"What if you fancy a playboy?"
"You don't have to sleep with everyone you fancy, y'know." Lucretia said and then took a deep breath "My first kiss is stolen by an idiot. How nice." she muttered to herself as she stood up "Now, if you'll excuse me, your sir Tom Riddle sir, I'll go and scratch every inch of DNA that fucking idiot left on my skin."
Riddle grinned "You're allowed to leave, Himura."
Lucretia grinned, too, and dropped a curtsey.
When she got to the dorm room, to her chance, all the girls were there. She acted as if they were not there and walked to her trunk, taking out black panties and a black bra. She grabbed a bag and put the underwear in it with a comb but before she could sneak off unnoticed, Quaranta stopped her.
"Himura, what the hell was that?"
Lucretia took a deep breath to control herself "What was what, Quaranta?"
Quaranta squinted, her brown eyes were full of hate "You know exactly what I mean."
"None of your concern." Lucretia snapped and turned her back to the blonde.
"You dumped him so you could date with Riddle, didn't you?" Quaranta said the words like she was spitting them.
Lucretia stopped and started to laugh. She was laughing so hard that all the girls in the room were looking at her. She looked back at Quaranta "Riddle and I, is that it? For fuck's sake, this is the funniest thing I've ever heard!"
Quaranta frowned "Am I missing something?"
Lucretia sent her a sneering look "There's a lot that you don't know... and will never know."
(Time skip)
She had learnt the password of the Prefects' Bathroom from a fifth year, of course she had used Legilimency. She climbed the stairs to the fifth floor. Behind the forth door stood a statue named Boris the Bewildered.
"Password?" he asked when he saw Lucretia.
"Ocean fresh," Lucretia responded. He nodded and the door opened. Lucretia got in and closed it behind.
In one side of the room there were the stalls with toilets inside. Opposite the toilets there was a large, swimming pool-like tub with bath taps surrounding it. The pool-like bath was sunk into the ground and was not above ground. The bath taps all ran different-coloured bath , soap bubbles, and foam. These bath taps were a hundred golden taps surrounding the whole pool-like tub, with a different jewel set in each tap. There were bath supplies on one side of the pool, such as soap, bath oil, bath powder, bath salts, shampoo, hair spray, and conditioner.
When she saw the tub for the first time, she had imagined it would take quite some time to fill, but it actually filled remarkably fast, considering its size.
There hung long, white, linen curtains from the windows. And on the wall was a golden framed painting. In the painting there was a mermaid, who fell asleep on a rock. Her long hair was shading her face and it flew as she breathed out.
Lucretia sighed with relief, no one could bother her here.
She took off her clothes and tucked them inside her bag. Then she quickly turned on some of the taps. Different kinds of foams mixed with water were coming out. From one of the taps, soccer ball sized, pink-blue bubbles were flowing; and from another tap, an intense foam was flowing, which could carry Lucretia on itself. And from the third tap came coconut smelling, purple clouds, they hung off above the water.
She turned off the taps when the water was full of bubbles and foam, and jumped into the tub. She was all in foams as she surfaced, she wiped her face while she was swimming to the edge. The tub was so deep that she barely touched the floor.
She did not remember cleaning herself that hard. She wanted to get rid of every little thing Chang left on her so badly that when she was finished, all her skin was red. But she felt better and lighter. Like she had threw away a big, unwanted part.
As she swam and played with the bubbles, all she could think about was how much she loved the loneliness. She had always been lonely. Ever since she could remember. Of course, she knew that at some point loneliness could drive humans crazy, but she had never known what it was like to have friends, have people around. All she had known was loneliness.
And after some time, it didn't matter she wanted that or not, she embraced the loneliness as a shadow, which has always been at her elbow. Loneliness itself was her one and only friend. It had been, her inner voice corrected herself, Until this year. Until Riddle and you were drawn to each other.
"Should I consider him as a friend?" she asked out loud "I don't think we have a name at all. We're just two people who have a way with each other."
(Time skip)
After she was done bathing and drying her hair, she left the bathroom and her feet carried her to the secret room Riddle had showed her the day he found her crying. She walked passed the entrance of the Common Room with quick steps and stopped before the portrait.
"Open," she hissed. A few minutes later, she was inside. The crackling fire was making her feel warm and comfortable. She liked it. For a moment, she closed her eyes and forgot about everything going wrong in her life. It was just her and the fire.
But as she opened her eyes, everything came back crashing.
"Oh, damn y'all." she muttered to herself and walked the piano. Her fingers brushed the keys lightly, not forceful enough to create a sound but it was enough to feel the dust on them. They have not been touched in a while.
She smiled to herself as she sat on the stool.
Yes, she could play the piano.
Her musical development was beyond good.
She played a Japanese song, her favourite one. The name was This Beautiful, Cruel World. The song started with the sentence There's a dream my heart just don't seem to leave behind, like a flower holding on for life inside my mind, and it always brought too many memories to Lucretia.
She was so lost in the song. Even though she had closed her eyes, her fingers were playing the notes perfectly. Her voice did not crack when she reached the high notes, it was like the song was written for her to sing it. Or she was born to sing that song. Her mind was way too busy to choose which was more harmonious.
Yeah, she was so lost that she didn't noticed the raven haired boy coming to the room by the time she was singing the second verse. She neither heard the footsteps, nor felt it when he leaned the piano.
Kono utsukushiki zankoku na sekai de wa
Mada ikiteiru koto "Naze" to tou bakari de...
Aa bokutachi wa kono tsuyosa yowasa de
Nani wo mamoru no darou mou risei nado
Nai naraba
As she sang the chorus for the last time and hit the last note to finish the song, she let that note hang in the air for a while before she opened her eyes. The first thing she realised was, of course, the raven haired boy. She rubbed her eyes "Didn't hear you coming."
"You were overmuch concentrated." Riddle said as he walked towards her slowly "Why didn't you tell me you could play the piano?"
Lucretia shrugged "You didn't need to know."
The edge of his lip curled. Lucretia turned her eyes away, he looked way too handsome, but she just could not stare at him. Something was stopping her. Some kind of instinct.
He stood right before her "Lucretia," he whispered. She turned to look at him but she wasn't expecting a pair of warm, soft lips to welcome her.
At first she was not able to tell what was happening. For six seconds, she just sat there and stared at the raven haired boy, whose eyes were closed and lips moved even though Lucretia was too stunned to return the kiss.
As soon as she perceived what was happening, she started to kiss him back. She wrapped her arms around his neck as his hands found their way to her waist. After a while, Lucretia stood up to make the kissing easy for both of them. As a respond, Riddle pulled her more to himself, making her feel how little she was. Then, he leaned in to deepen the kiss. But before the tongues could get involved, Lucretia pulled a little back, slowly.
"What was that?" she asked, her voice lower than a whisper. She was still inside his arms.
"Consider it as a proper first kiss." Riddle whispered, then smirked "But you had to choose that moment to ask this, didn't you?"
Lucretia mirrored him his smirk "Then let's continue, shall we?"
I know it has been a while but I've complitely forgotten that I've posted this story cus I get no notifications, no one has been reading this for a GREAT while, so...
I still need reviews I feel like y'all are just ghosts
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