Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

A/N: As this was quite a smutty chapter, I tried to tone it down as much as I could. Some of it I felt was necessary, so I left it. I hope it's acceptable as it is now! I am a little confused about what is and what isn't allowed on this site.

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The funny thing about a bad feeling is that it often seems less bad as time passes. And so too it happened with Emma. A few days after her last meeting with Tom Riddle, it seemed to her that the feeling she had had afterwards was highly exaggerated. He hadn't been that bad, had he? Nothing had happened. Nothing at all! All he had done, was kiss her and she had given him permission for that! And he had asked afterwards if they could move on. Well, there was really nothing wrong with that, was there? She must have been overreacting. Probably because she had no experience at all in relationships with boys. It was her first time, after all, naturally, it was going to be a little scary for her.

Nevertheless, she remained a little fearful of him, and when he didn't approach her for a little while, she made no effort to approach him either. Until, during the next Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, they continued their discussion on the Unforgivables. Professor Merrythought had decided to give everyone practice on resisting the Imperius Curse, which turned out to be a disaster. Nobody seemed to be able to do it, and that gave Emma an idea. An idea, that she could only discuss with one person.

That night after dinner, she left as soon as she saw him get up and leave the Great Hall. She walked fast to try and catch up with him.

"Tom," she called out when she got close enough for him to hear her. "Tom, can I talk to you for a moment?"

He stopped, and waited for her to start talking.

She gave him a careful smile and started whispering. "Tom, about our potion…"

"Quiet!" he hissed as he quickly glanced around him. Then he took her arm and led her away to an empty classroom. Once there, he rounded on her. "Don't ever mention that potion where people can hear," he reprimanded her. "Now, what is it?"

"W…Well," she stammered. "We…we've been working on resisting the Imperius Curse in DADA."

"Yes, we have too," he frowned. "So?"

"Well, I was just thinking…no one can do it, and…and… well, you know, once you've resisted it once, it becomes easier the next time!"

"I know that," he said.

"So…so I was thinking. Wouldn't it be easier to resist the Imperius Curse while you are under the influence of the awareness potion? Since you're more aware, and all…"

He stared at her with some interest now, and indicated for her to continue.

Encouraged by his reaction, she said, "So if that's true, then you should be able to resist it easier without the potion afterwards! Right?"

He continued staring at her for a moment. Then he said, "I doubt the potion would help you resist the Curse, but you never know. We should try it out. Tomorrow. I shall come and get you at 3 again."

She looked puzzled. "But…but Tom?"

He gave her an impatient look. What more could she possibly want from him?

"It…it can't be just you and me! We…we need someone who can perform the Imperius Curse!"

He smiled. "Don't worry about that," he said. "I shall see you tomorrow." And he ushered her out of the door.

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The next day after school they met up and went to a deserted classroom again. Tom brought the potion and instructed Emma to drink it.

She hesitated.

"What is the matter? This was your idea, remember," said Tom.

"Who's going to perform the Imperius Curse?"

"I am, of course."

Emma's eyes opened wide. "You can do an Unforgivable?" she breathed, her voice filled with awe.

He laughed. "I can do all the Unforgivables, Emma. Now drink your potion!"

Emma stared at him, amazed, but also a little alarmed by this revelation. "Ohhh," she uttered. "So…what about…what about resisting the Imperius Curse?"

Tom sighed. "Yes, I can do that too. Now, are we going to do this, or not?"

She stared at him just a moment longer. Then she finally took the potion, and they sat and waited for it to start working.

After about 10 minutes, Emma stood up. "I am ready," she said.

Tom got up too. "Good," he said. He pointed his wand at her and said, "Imperio!"

Emma had the same sensation as she had previously in Professor Merrythought's classroom. She felt calm, content. She felt as if she was floating.

Tom looked at her, grinning. She was at his mercy now, he thought. He could make her do whatever he wanted to! He could have his revenge! But she would remember everything he ordered her to do, and that would ruin the plans he had for her. He had to gain her trust. So he opted instead for making her do something harmless.

It was a disaster. Being 'aware' apparently had no influence on the Imperius Curse at all, and the only thing this exercise proved, was that Emma was apparently incapable of learning to resist the Imperius Curse. Tom gave up eventually and took it off.

"Well, that was successful," he said with a sneer.

Emma shrugged. She was used to failure, so it wasn't such a big deal to her. She looked at him. He had her under the Imperius Curse, he could so easily have abused that. But he hadn't! Maybe he wasn't that bad after all?

Tom walked over to her. "I think we're done experimenting. Anything else you would like to do?"

She didn't reply.

He laughed softly. "I shall take that as a…yes?"

He took her in his arms and kissed her. But he didn't waste much time and started unbuttoning her shirt almost immediately.

She pushed him away. "Sorry, Tom," she said. "But I'm not ready. Not for…that."

He sighed. "Fine," he said, cursing her inwardly, but keeping his composure. "No problem. Let me take you back."

As they were walking back Emma felt like she was walking on clouds. He hadn't pushed her for anything at all! In fact, he was walking her back to her common room. He was really being nice, now! Clearly, she must have misjudged him before.

When they got there, she kissed him more enthusiastically then she had ever done before. "Tom?" she breathed afterwards.

He looked at her and waited for her to continue.

"Tom, do you think we can try again, sometime? I really thought it was going to work… maybe I was just having a bad day! How about tomorrow?"

Tom was pretty certain her experiment wasn't going to work, no matter what. But he thought he would meet up with her, just for the sake of it. It should bring him a little closer to his goal for her at least. It was Friday tomorrow, if he'd keep his meeting with her short, he'd still have time to meet a more willing girl afterwards. He was getting a little frustrated at the moment, and was in desperate need of some release.

"Alright," he agreed. "Tomorrow it is."

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The next day was, of course, as unsuccessful as the day before.

"You would think that with all the practice you are getting, you would have made some progress, potion or not," said Tom, after he had taken the Curse off of her. He was getting fed up with this 'practicing', as it didn't seem to be having any effect at all. What a waste of his time!

Emma gave him a guilty smile.

He just managed to smile back at her. "Alright then, let's get you back," he said, as he put an arm around her.

She beamed at him. She had totally changed her mind about him now, he was being so patient and considerate with her! He gently pushed her towards the door, but when they got there, she quickly squeezed ahead of him and stood with her back to the door facing him. She gave him her most seductive smile.

"Kiss me, Tom!" she whispered.

He looked at her, surprised at first. But from the look on her face he had the feeling he might actually get somewhere this time, so he obliged and kissed her.

Emma really enjoyed kissing him, and she felt giddy and excited when he pulled back from her and smiled. He stared at her, as he waited patiently for her to say something.

"Go ahead," she said breathless.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes!" she said.

"No slapping this time?"

She shook her head vigorously. Then, before he could do anything, she pulled him towards her and started kissing him again.

Ugh! She really had to stop doing that, he thought. But she would eventually, he promised himself. She most certainly would.

When he pulled back from her, he took out his wand and cast a few charms on the door.

"What did you just do?" she asked.

"Just making sure no one can get in, or hear us," he said.

He put his wand away and concentrated on her again. He started kissing her neck and she moaned softly. Then he looked at her, grinning seductively, as he started undoing the buttons of her blouse.

She swallowed. It was okay, she told herself. She was ready for this now. Once her blouse was undone, he pushed it down over her shoulders and started kissing her there, moving his hands around over her back. It felt good…no, it felt great, she thought, shivering a little with anticipation. When she felt her bra being unclipped, she just closed her eyes for a little while. She shivered again when he pulled her blouse and her bra down her arms, until they both came off completely.

He stepped back for a second, while still holding on to her hands, and stared shamelessly at her body. He gave her an approving smile as he pulled her towards him, away from the door, and turned around with her. He mumbled something, but she couldn't quite make out what he said. But when he gently pushed her back she seemed to be landing on something soft, and she realized he must have been casting some kind of spell.

He lay down on top of her now, as his hand was trailing the curves of her body. As he was touching her, a feeling of ecstasy seemed to run from there through the rest of her body. It felt like butterflies were fluttering through her stomach, the sensation was incredible. "Ohhhh, Tom…that feels so good!" she whispered.

He grinned. "You're going to feel even better, later on," he promised.

She heard him mutter another incantation, and she suddenly felt a little chill. When she looked down, she saw with a shock, that now all her clothes were gone. But what was even more worrying, was that apparently he had gotten rid of his own, too!

She swallowed again. She was nervous…her blood was rushing through her veins and her heart was pounding hard. She was feeling great, but scared all at once. He must have noticed, since he moved up a little until he was face to face with her. "Do not worry, Emma," he said. "You will be fine. I shall take care of you." He followed that up with a passionate kiss that took her breath away.

'Yes,' she thought. She would be fine. She knew that now. She put her arms tight around him and pulled him closer as they were kissing. She wanted to be close to him now. No, she needed to be close to him…

She felt him bite her bottom lip gently just before he moved away from her mouth, leaving a trail of kisses going from her mouth to her ear. One of his arms worked its way around her neck, pulling up her shoulders so her head fell back and her neck became exposed. His tongue flickered around her ear, then moved down to her neck. The tingling she felt because of that, reached her all over her body. She gasped.

She could feel his hot breath in her neck as he chuckled at her obvious excitement. His other hand moved downwards, trailing the side of her body, barely touching it. She shivered. She didn't think she had ever felt as good as this! His hand kept moving downwards, moving over her hips towards her leg. There he lingered for a moment, until he moved via the inside of her leg towards the back. He pushed against her leg so her knee came up, and using his nails, he softly scratched her skin as his hand now moved upwards to her knee.

She gasped again. Soon, she was crying out in pleasure.

He laughed again. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

She nodded. "Oh yes…oh yes, Tom, I am!"

He now untangled the arm that was lying behind her neck, and moved it downwards. He moved onto his side, leaning into the leg that he was still holding up by the knee. Once his hand reached a sensitive spot, she gasped again and moaned out loud. She thought she would just die. The pleasure was indescribable! "Ohhhhh, yes, YES! Please…please don't stop!" she cried, as she felt herself quivering under his touch. Her whole body started tightening, and her leg muscles were shaking as it seemed all the blood in her body was rushing to the place he was touching. Then, suddenly, she seemed to explode.

She threw her head back and screamed. "Ohhhh, oh, Tom! Oh…my…goodness!" she gasped.

"You're nice and wet now," he hissed softly. "You're ready…"

He moved his hand underneath her leg, pushing it up like the other one. Then he moved his body in between her legs and stared into her eyes. He so earned this, he thought, as he positioned himself.

She stared back at him. She was scared, but ready.

Tom slowly pushed himself inside her, until he found some resistance. A cheeky smile appeared on his face as he stopped for a moment. Then he thrust himself hard and deep inside her, and she screamed again. However, this time not in pleasure, but in pain.

"AHHHHH! Oh, goodness…oh f…freaking hell, that hurt!" she cried out, as tears started pushing at her eyelids.

He smirked. Serves you right, he thought. He enjoyed that scream even more than the previous one. "Shhhh," he said, soothingly. "It's just for a little while." He pulled out of her, and then, with as much force as he could muster, he thrust back in.

She screamed again. "Oh, sweet Merlin," she gasped, as her tears started falling.

He didn't look at her, as he didn't want her to see he was enjoying this. It would be over soon enough, he thought. He wondered if he could get one more scream out of her, so once more he pulled out and pushed back in, hard.

She merely gasped this time. Oh well, it had been fun while it lasted, he thought to himself, as he started moving rhythmically inside of her.

Emma gulped and closed her eyes for a little while, then gave him a faint smile as she looked up at him. The pain had subsided, finally, and she was starting to feel good about it now. She could feel the pleasurable feeling she had had before, return.

Finally, he groaned as he collapsed on top of her, after which she felt herself reach that moment of ultimate ecstasy again, and she screamed out loud.

He was still catching his breath, his arms around her while facing away from her. "Tom, Tom," she whispered.

He pushed up and stared at her, grinning.

"That…that was amazing!" she breathed.

He chuckled. "Wasn't it?" he said. "But man, you do scream! My ears are still sore!"

She giggled. "Good thing you put that silencing charm on the room then!"

He smiled as he kissed her lightly on her mouth, then pushed up and away from her. He grabbed his wand and twirled it around in his hands, like he was contemplating something.

She looked at him curiously. "What are you thinking about, Tom?" she asked.

He grinned. "Nothing important," he said. But then he waved his wand around her and muttered a spell.

She gave him a shocked look. "What…what did you just do?"

"Does it feel like I did something?"

"N…No."

"You don't feel any different at all?"

"No?"

"Well good! Because I didn't really do anything."

She gave him a puzzled look. Then she shrugged, as he leaned back over and cuddled her.

He was feeling great at the moment. He'd take a little break, then go for a little more, he thought to himself, as he closed his eyes.

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He woke up with a shock a while later. 'Shoot,' he thought. He had fallen asleep! He looked beside him. Clearly the girl had fallen asleep too. He checked the time. He really had to get back!

He stared at the pretty, sleeping girl. Hmm, it was late now anyway. He might as well have a little more fun first. He shook her roughly. "Emma!" he whispered urgently. "Emma! Get up!"

She sat up with a shock. "What? Where?" she uttered, totally confused.

He grinned. "You fell asleep," he said. "Get up, girl. We need to get back soon!"

She stared at him. "Tom," she whispered.

"Yes, that's me," he said. "Did you have a good time earlier?"

She smiled, as the memory came back to her. "Oh yes! Yes, I did!" She leaned over and kissed him on his cheek. "Thank you, Tom!"

"Good," he said. "Because we're not done yet."

"We're not?" she said, surprised.

He cupped her face with his hand, and stared into her eyes. His eyes were twinkling.

Then he pushed her down on him. "Suck it," he demanded.

"What?" said Emma, shocked.

He pushed her down further. "Suck my cock, bitch," he said happily. "Go on!"

Emma swallowed hard. What the hell? She immediately pulled away from him, jumped up, snatched up her wand and her clothes, and as she walked towards the door she quickly threw her cloak around her naked body. Then she practically ran out the door, leaving him behind, once again, perplexed.

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As Emma was running through the halls, away from him, she dived into the nearest bathroom, locked herself into one of the stools and cried. She felt terrible! She had had such a great time with him earlier, how could he possibly treat her like that now? He had made her feel cheap! And then he'd called her a bitch! A bitch! After she had given herself to him, body and soul! What kind of monster would do that? She was a princess, not a bitch! She swallowed hard. Well, that was it, she thought. She would never, ever, ever, do anything with him anymore! That was once, but never again. She deserved to be treated so much better than that!

After letting all her emotions out during a good cry, she got dressed, dried her tears, and went back to Ravenclaw Tower.

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Tom was fuming. The bloody bitch just ran out on him! What was wrong with her? He finally had her where he wanted her, and thought he'd make a start on 'training' her a bit, and she ran? That had never, ever, ever happened to him before! Once he fucked a girl, she usually automatically became his slave, doing whatever he ordered her to do. This girl was really messed up, for sure!

It was really bugging him, as he was walking along through the castle, back to the dungeons. He hadn't even had the chance to take revenge on the bitch! He wasn't done with her yet! He was seething. But then he started thinking of some of the things he would do to her when she'd finally be under his control, which made him feel a lot better, and by the time he got back, he had calmed down considerably.