"Brutus" she said in panic.
"Marcy my dear. It's so wonderful to see you here!" his 'friends' were waiting below tormenting some 4th year girls. Tom was still getting the Butterbeer.
"What do you want?" she said slowly drifting away from him.
"I think you know…" he said with a smile. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment just to think.
"Because you are looking so amazing I'll give you until tonight to think about. I'll be in the three broomsticks at half past five tonight. I expect you to be there, or my friends and I will have to have a 'talk' with Riddle" he said with a snicker.
"No. leave him out. He has nothing to do with this, nothing at all please I'll do an-"
"Were you about to say you would do anything Marcy?" a smile spread across his face. She immediately wish she never spoke.
"never mind. Half past five. Don't forget" his hand slid to the other side of her face and his lips landed on her cheek. He stood and walked away. She shuttered and tears welled up but she squeezed them back.
"What was that?" asked Tom.
"Brutus tormenting me again. Don't worry about it" she said with a smile. He handed her the butterbeer and sat down where Brutus once sat. they talked about their lives. He told her all about the orphanage and how much he hated it. She told him about her sister, Eloise, and how she would always invade Marcy's mind and manipulate her. Tom was fascinated by siblings, and her whole family in fact. He didn't tell Marcy, but he couldn't comprehend family life style. They shared stories and he taught her things about Muggles. They fascinated each other.
"Marcy, how is it you are so beautiful?" he asked being completely sincere. She laughed though "I'm serious, I can never see beauty. But you, you're so beautiful. You amaze me" he said looking into her eyes.
"Why? I am nothing interesting. I am not even a person to some people, more like an object for them to use" she spat angrily.
"I just can't understand how you see love? I don't see love anywhere. I see lust. I believe in lust but not love. Never love. I don't need love."
"Oh everyone needs love." He was about to argue when Marcy saw the large clock on the top of one of the building and shrieked.
"It's nearly five we need to get to the three broomsticks!"
"Why?" Tom questioned, but she took him by the hand and led him there. She could see the large brick chimney and the puffs of smoke that came from it. She entered the pub still leading Tom by the hand.
"Marcy, you can let go" Tom spoke out with a conniving little smile.
"Oh, hush" she laughed, letting go of his hand. She looked around but Brutus was nowhere to be seen. The pub was alive with music and lots of chatter, and it was easy to find her friends sitting at the table closest to the fire place. She walked over and Tom followed without protest.
"Hello Marcy. See anything interesting?." Hannah asked casually "Do anything interesting?" she said looking over at Tom. Marcy narrowed her eyes on Hannah and she stopped speaking, but Tom had that same evil half smile he always held.
"No. What about you?" Marcy said ignoring everyone's snickering.
"No, nothing but the usual." They all went back into their normal conversation as Marcy and Tom blended into the background, not saying a word to any of the others. The door opened suddenly with a group of kids walking in. they looked to be in Marcys' year of Hogwarts, maybe a few of them were older. They all had dark brown hair, and the most menacing looks. Marcy knew she had seen them somewhere else, but she couldn't place it. Then it hit her. these were Toms friends. Toms head shot up in their direction and he stood and began to walk over. He glanced back at Marcy.
"Are you coming?" he said with irritation.
"Oh, you want me to?"
"Yes."
She scurried off to Toms side as her friends eyes burned into her back. The girl in the front of everyone was Lucretia, Marcy knew her. Tom approached them and Marcy stayed far behind.
"Hello Tom" she said with a smile.
"Hello. Do you mind where we sit?" he said casually.
"Not particularly." Tom walked over to one of the largest tables and sat down on the outside, Marcy began to sit across from him. She passed him and he grabbed her wrist pulling her to the other side of him like a child. She huffed and sat next to him. She looked over and raised her brow asking for approval. He lightly nodded his head. Lucretia had just noticed Marcy at this point.
"Who might this be Tom?"
"This is Marcy Nott. She is quite dedicated and has helped me get rid of that bothersome Bates girl." He said casually. They all looked directly at her. their eyes were probing her for any impurities, anything they could use to get rid of her, but it was impossible.
"She is most beautiful" Lucretia mumbled to herself before turning to talk to the boy next to her. they all talked about the strangest things. The chamber of secrets and who will die next, who the most irritating in each house was. The smartest. It was quite unusual. The boy to the left of Marcy then spoke out.
"I think the next to die will be that Violet girl in her fifth year. She'll be the next to go." He said casually.
"Ah yes! Of course, she is a mud- blood. Yes most likely" they all agreed.
"Violet?" Marcy said with rage. "Why Violet? She is more deserving to be at Hogwarts then a lot of kids. And she's a Slytherin? Slytherins don't get attacked!"
"Marcy, silence" Tom said through gritted teeth. Lucretia stood.
"Duel me Marcy Nott. "
"What have I done to upset you Lucretia?" Marcy said in mock innocence.
"Lucretia sit down, and do not dare speak to Marcy that way, ever again. I will not tolerate that childish behavior from you." Tom hissed with rage.
"You would have lost anyway" Marcy shrugged.
"Really?" she said with disbelief that Marcy would even say that.
"Yes, you would need a wand to battle. Seeing as you no longer have one" she trailed off.
"What are you talking about? My wand is right-"
"Here" Marcy said holding up Lucretias' wand.
"How did you do that?" Lucretia spat with anger "Tom she is a thief, and a useless bitch. I honestly don't understand why you keep her around!" she said accusingly.
"No Lucretia. She was just cleverer than you, and remembered an effortless accio spell. You will sit down and calm yourself, before things get poorer for you." He reminded her. it wasn't long before the others were afraid to speak to Marcy because of Toms protection over her, but it was obvious anyone who was to disrupt Marcy, was going to be regretful as long as Tom was around. As it began to get darker, Marcy noticed the absence of Brutus Malfoy. She looked around at every table but her was nowhere to be found. When Marcy finally thought he had simply forgotten, she saw his blonde hair sticking out of the crowd. She prepared herself. The bar was quite vacant where she was. Maybe he wouldn't see her because of the large amount of people in his section. But he drifted closer and closer. She felt a tap on her shoulder and her head darted to look at Tom., when he didn't respond to this she looked up into the anger filled eyes of Brutus Malfoy. Their icy blue did not have that same boyish gleam. She could spell the booze on his breath. Explains the lateness. She stood and looked at him. After she stood so did Tom. He reached out his hand.
"Hello Brutus, I am Tom. Tom Riddle"
"Yes, I know who you are." He said looking him up and down. Tom shrugged and put his hand on the small of Marcys back. Brutus' eyes flared with rage.
"Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am? I am a Malfoy! Pure-blood I am! And you, him! Marcy him? Why him, look at me! I am all you need!" he slurred leaning on Marcys' shoulders for support.
"Okay you need to get going Brutus. Come on, go home" Tom said removing him from Marcy.
"Don't get in between me and this little devil over here!" he said a smile curling onto his face. Marcy watched him with heavy eyes. "has she ever told you about all the fun we have? Does she brag? I am so sorry if she does…" he said.
"Brutus!" Marcy squealed "Brutus stop. I'll go with you; we can do whatever you want okay?"
"sounds great!" he grabbed Marcy by the neck and pulled her in squeezing harder with every second. He forced his lips onto hers. She didn't kiss him back. She merely sat there in pure disgust.
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