BEFORE YOU GO ANY FURTHER READ THIS! I am happy to announce that my mom, has informed me that internet will be of service on our trip. She thinks so anyway, so whenever I get the chance I will be updating. Anyway, I am holding a sort of contest. I need a new description of the story, and I want YOU to help me! all you need to do is write the description in a review (or private message it to me if you don't want others seeing it) and the best one will be the story description! You will get full credit when I put the description in, so thanks for all the help! Keep on reading!
"I beg your pardon?" she said raising an eyebrow.
"Well, your beautiful and somewhat intelligent. You have wonderful genetics and lineage. I'm sure you will be fine with my plans for the future, and you're easily manipulated. You also obey me, which is as well very good. I will be able to support you, and your father already likes me. It's only logical that we marry in the future."
"Logical." She scoffed. "You wouldn't marry me out of love, just because it is rational"
"Well, of course"
"You have told me yourself, you never want to wed. and my family wants me to marry a pure blood. You don't exactly fit the criteria of the man the desire me to marry." Marcy stated flatly.
"I never wanted to wed, but that was before I met you. I didn't realize there was someone like you in the world, which I should have thought of. You some how managed to wiggle your way into my brain, and simply cannot part with you. believe me I would love to forget about you and move on with my life but that is not the case. You will forever be mine, and you will be forever loved." He stated in a matter of fact voice.
"You're already planning your future? Tom, we're sixteen!"
"I am planning mine, because unlike you, it isn't already planned out." He said coldly.
"You're a brat."
"A brat that you love" she smiled and kissed him softly.
"But I don't know if I could marry you. It wouldn't be fair for you…" he said looking out the window, into the darkness of the Hogwarts grounds.
"Are you actually thinking about my feelings?" she said in mock amazement.
"Oh, shut it." After a long period of silence, Marcy began to stand and go to her room.
"Where are you going?"
"I have to go to bed Tom. I have to study in the morning."
"Sleep with me." he said pulling at her wrist.
"Tom, you have roommates." She hissed.
"Marcy, it's Hogsmeade weekend. They'll either be in the common room or in the girls dorms, especially if they see me in here. They know not to stay, now come over here"
"I have to get my night clothes."
"You don't need them." he said smiling and pulling her closer.
"Tom, please let go."
"No."
"Tom, I am not in the mood." She said patiently waiting for him to let go.
"Fine, you can leave. But come back."
"Why should I?" she questioned.
"For the love of Merlin. Marcy there is no point in denying the obvious, you want me and I want you, so let's act mature about this." He said putting his face into his hands.
"You're selfish. Maybe I don't want you." Marcy stated flatly.
"You know that's not true, but I am not going to beg."
"Do you realize, I could get pregnant? Does that ever cross your mind?"
"Well, if you're worried about that, there are potions out there that can prevent things like that from happening my sweet."
"It's not just that- ugh! Forget it. I'm going to get dressed, I'll be back." Only minutes later she came back wearing a white lacey undershirt and a pair of Toms light blue night pants. It wasn't what a girl of the 1940s would typically wear to bed, actually it wasn't something proper that a young girl should be wearing in front of a boy, but most of the things Marcy does with boys was not proper so she had given up on being suitable. She climbed into bed next to him and placed her head on his pillow. He stroked her hair gently and began to slowly pull down the top of her shirt
"Tom! I already said not tonight!"
"Marcy, it's not that. Just hold still." She trusted him completely and allowed him to pull down the top of her shirt so he could see her upper chest. So he could see the scars left from months ago. He probed over them with his fingers and sighed each time. He reached one that was just below her collar bone and kissed it.
"These scars are all my fault." Tom said heavily.
"Tom, don't be ridiculous. I don't blame you, and they are not your fault! You didn't know what Alice and Brutus were planning."
"If you and me were never together, this never would have happened. I hurt you."
"Shut it Tom." She said dismissively. They fell asleep together. It was about three A.M when Marcy awoke from a nightmare, and jumped out of bed. She began to move to Toms side but was startled when he was nowhere to be found. She made her way down to the common room, and out into the corridor. She heard hissing a few feet ahead of her and walked with caution. Her eyes searched the corridor for any for of movement and was startled when she saw, what appeared to be a large tail slithering about the hall. She gasped in shock, and began to move her feet backwards, when a hand clamped over her eyes. Before she could scream she heard Toms smooth voice speaking to her.