Chapter 2
Once Belinda got out of the shower Tom got in. She took this time to organize her things. She didn't want to unpack since they would be leaving for Hogwarts soon, plus she would be taking all her things with her. She wasn't leaving anything in this place.
"So you're the new girl Hun." she heard a voice at the door. Turning she saw the boy from dinner standing in her doorway leering at her. She looked at him in disgust.
"Yes." she said in a cold voice. The boy just smirked.
"You know you really shouldn't hang out with Riddle. He's weird, a freak. You should hang out with those of us who are much cooler." This boy said pushing off the door and walking in some. Belinda back up not wanting him close to her.
"I don't know who you think you are, but I don't want anything to do with you. And I like Tom. He's just as different as I am." Belinda spat at the boy who stopped when she said that.
"Your one of those too." he ask as if she was lower them him.
"Is that a problem, boy." Belinda ask him. He looked her over from head to toe before speaking.
"Maybe I could make an exception for you. Freak or not you are hot." he said walking towards her again. She back up until she hit the desk and groaned. This wasn't good and she couldn't use anymore magic or they'd put her away.
"Leave now." Belinda hissed but the boy didn't listen. He walked up until he was almost touching her and reached out to touch her face but she slapped his hand away.
"Do. Not. Touch. Me." she said trying to get around him but he was to big and wouldn't budge.
"I'll scream." Belinda warned but he still didn't move. She opened her mouth to scream but he slapped a hand over it and held it tight.
She trashed her head around trying to get away but he just pushed his body against hers pinning her to the desk.
"Your not going anywhere." the boy said and reach his other hand out to touch her face. She had a look of pure hatred on her face as she struggled to her free.
Before he could do anything else he was thrown off her and landed in a heap on the floor. Belinda panted trying to caught her breath and looked up to see Tom standing over the boy looking at him with that same scary face. The boy stared up at him in horror.
"Don't ever let me caught you touching, looking or talking to her in anyway. You ever do it again and I. Will. Kill. You." Tom hissed in a voice laced with hate and promise. The boy nodded and fled from the room. Tom walked forward and shut the door leaning against it with both hands taking deep breathes.
Belinda was still and didn't dare disturb him. He was so angry right now that he might even attack her if she did anything.
"Are you alright." he finally ask but his voice was strained and she could tell his jaw was clenched. She nodded but then realized he couldn't see it.
"Yes. I'm fine. Thank you." she said in a breathless voice. He had almost smothered her with his big nasty hands when he was holding her down and now she was trying to get that air back. Tom turned his face to looked at her, pushed off the wall and walked to stand in front of her.
He looked her over from head to toe, checking for himself if she was ok. When he had came in after his shower and seen that boy forcing himself on her he snapped. He may be sadistic and enjoy torture, but she was his damn it and no one touches her.
"Nothing hurts." he ask touching her neck and lifting her hair to make sure there was no marks anywhere. He tried ignoring the way sparks shot from his hands as he touched her but it was really hard.
"No nothing. I'm really fine. Honestly. He's lucky I don't want to end up in Azkaban or I'd given him the same treatment as the last boy." she said and he nodded before looking into her eyes. Her breath caught at the heated look he gave her. She could feel the possessiveness in his look. Like she belong to him and would kill anyone that got near.
She felt a wave of emotions for him when she thought that. She like the feeling it gave her.
"I will kill him if he so much as looks at you again. You are to tell me if he does anything, anything at all." he said in a commanding tone that had her nodding.
"But why. You just met me. You don't need to protect me, Tom." she told him and he moved closer to her. She could feel the heat and darkness rolling off his skin.
"Because you belong to me. And no one is allowed to touch her or disrespect you in anyway." he said and his tone left no room for her to argue. Not that she would. He ran a finger down her face before stepping back. She may understand she's his but he's not going to push her to soon. They did just meet today.
"I came in to tell you good night. It's 9 so everyone has to be in there rooms. They will walk the halls to check on everyone. Breakfast is at 8. If you need anything just knock." he told her and she nodded again. He smirked at her before opening the door, leaving and closing it behind him.
Belinda shivered. He made her feel so good when he was around. And that look. Merlin she almost melted. This new friendship was sure to be interesting.
She fell asleep quickly after that dreaming of Tom and what it would be like to take over the wizarding world.
Belinda woke early the next morning. The clock on the wall said she had an hour before breakfast. She dressed quickly and then pulled out a dark arts book, sat on her stomach facing the door and read.
She was so into the book she didn't realize it was almost time for breakfast until someone knocked on her door.
"Come in." She said and looked up as Tom came through the door and stopped.
"Oh your up. I thought you over slept." he told her and she shook her head.
"I've been up for an hour. I didn't want to wake you so I thought I'd read." she told him and he bent down to look at the book she was reading.
"I just finished reading that one. It's good." he said as she stood and put the book away.
"Yeah I like it so far." she said as she pulled on a coat. It was cold in the building.
"So how was your night." he ask as they walked down the hall.
"Alright I guess." she shrugged as she grabbed a tray and started in the line just like the day before.
"So where do you go shopping for your school stuff and when." Belinda ask him after they sat down and Tom sent a warning glare at the boy from the other table who wouldn't even look in her direction.
"I go to Diagon alley and I usually go a day or two before the train leaves. I stay at the leaky cauldron so I can catch the train at kings crossing. The orphanage really doesn't care just as long as they get rid of me." he told her and nodded.
"Your going to go with me, right." he ask her.
"Sure. I'll need to get my stuff and I haven't the slightest idea where I'm going." she told him.
They spent the day in his room reading. He let her read his copy of Hogwarts A History so she would know all about Hogwarts when she goes. He looked over at her and smirked.
She was laying on his bed, on her stomach reading intensely as he sat at his desk doing his homework. She was so comfortable in his presence. Not something he had ever experienced. Most people didn't like being alone with him and if they were they were tense. He found he like the comfort in the room. But she was the only one he'd let be this comfortable with him.
She looked over and caught him staring at her and smiled.
"What." she ask.
"Nothing. You're just so comfortable with me. Most people are not." he told her and she shrugged.
"Why wouldn't I be. You've been nothing but nice. Do you want me to fear you or something." she ask and he shook his head.
"No. I don't want you to fear me. Everyone else though needs to." he told her and she nodded.
"Yes I agree. If your going to be the dark lord and lead an army you need to be feared." she said and he nodded.
"So are you going to change your name when you become a dark lord. Or are you keeping Tom." she ask and he looked at her.
"No I'm going to change it." he said. He hated his name.
"Have you something picked out already." she ask turning the page of her book and he nodded.
"Lord Voldemort." he told her and she looked at him.
"Flight of death. I like it. Very fearful." she told him and he smirked. She was very smart.
"Is that what you want me to call you, since you hate Tom so much." she ask. He looked at her for a moment and shook his head.
"No. Right now everyone calls me Tom. But when I become Voldemort you can still call me Tom. But only you." he told her and she smiled.
"Well, don't I feel special." she said turning back to her book.
"You are." he said before turning back towards his homework. She looked and him from the corner of her eyes and smiled, before they lapsed back in silence and started reading again.
There days stayed that way. From the time they woke to the time they went to bed they were inseparable. They ate together and spent the days in his room. Reading, talking or playing chess. Which she sucked at but he was teaching her.
She was very attached to Tom and found herself wanting to be closer to him every chance she got. She thought about him all the time. She knew he was someone to fear and she was aware of this. But he was nothing but a gentlemen to her.
He glared down any boy at the orphanage that dared look her way. He always was close to her if they were around others. He walked her everywhere they went. She felt cared for in his presence and didn't want it to end. She knew he wasn't someone for showing a lot of emotions and neither was she. But just one look from him said tons.
Tom found as the days and weeks went by that he couldn't imagine his life without her in it. She was a consistent that he actually looked forward to. His feeling for her grew to, dare he say it love. He never thought that was an emotion he was capable of but since they met he found himself feeling it. Not that he would go around admitting it. He was a future dark lord and all.
But he felt stronger with her around, like she made his magic pulse and grow. He knew everything about her and she him. She was the only one he trusted to tell everything to and knew she would never betray him.
He couldn't wait to go to Hogwarts with her at his side. And he knew damn well he would kept his eyes on her there just as he did here. He may trust her but he didn't trust anyone else. He'd kill anyone that did anything to her.
A week before Hogwarts was set to start there owls came with there list of supplies.
"You made perfect just like you said. So we can get all of this in Diagon Alley." she ask him as she read over the list. He nodded.
"Yes. Everything and more. We can leave earlier then I normally do and I can show you around the alley. Even take you to Knock turn alley. It's the dark arts area." he told her. They were again in his room. His homework all done and they were both laying on his bed. She had her head on his chest as they read.
This was something they had started doing for the past couple of weeks. They had been growing closer. Taking small steps and this was a new development that Tom liked. He never thought cuddling would be something he'd be into but he like having her in his arms.
They had yet to kiss or anything but for now they were content with this. She had even fallen asleep in his bed several times as they stayed up late reading. The workers never came down this hall so they never got caught.
"That sounds great." she said and they went back to reading, her head laying comfortable on his chest.
"Tom." she ask after a while. He looked down at her to see her chewing her bottom lip off. She was nervous about something and that was unusual.
"Yes." he ask but she was silent.
"Never mind." she said quickly and looked back at her book. He sat his book down and used two fingers to pull her face up to look at him.
"What is it. You know you can ask me anything." he said and she blushed some. Another unusual act.
"It's stupid." she shook her head.
"Belinda. Speak." he said firmly. She sighed before laying her book down.
"I was just wondering. When we get to Hogwarts. And your back around everyone. Are things going to change." she ask and he frowned. That's what was bothering her.
"What do you mean." he ask her.
"This. Between us. I mean I know to them you're the soon to be dark lord and they fear you. But will I need to act like that. Will you even want to spend time with me when where there." she ask biting her lip again and he chuckled.
"Ah. My dear sweet Belinda. Nothing will change and no you don't have to act that way. You will have to act more like I do with them though. You are above them and you need to treat them as so. They will know you are mine and that you have privileges that they will never have. You don't need to worry. The way I am with you here is they way I always will be." he said and pushed hair out of her face as she smiled.
"Alright. I was just wondering." she told him and leaned into his touch. He looked at her for a moment before bending down and giving her a small kiss.
She gasp at it. She had wanted him to kiss her for so long and now he was. There first kiss.
Sparks shot through both of them and there magic hummed in harmony. Tom pulled back after a moment and looked at her.
She looked back with lust filled eyes before he leaned back down and kissed her harder, more passionate. She moaned and opened her mouth to allow his tongue to sweep inside.
He groaned at the taste of her. She tasted exotic and pure with a touch of darkness.
Rolling them over so he hovered over her he deepened the kiss. He put one hand in her hair and the other on the side of her face and kissed her with all the lust and emotions he felt.
It turned hot and heavy quick and she wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him back with as much heat as he showed her.
They could feel there darkness and magic building and coming together and Tom knew now he could never be without her, ever. And he dared anyone to be stupid enough to try and take her.
He started to lose control with her and pushed her further into the mattress and pulled her hair. He thought he had hurt her at first until she moaned and tightened her legs around him.
So my little vixen enjoys pain. Very nice. He thought as he moved his lips down to bite and kiss her neck, causing her to arch into him. He hissed when she grinded on his painfully hard cock.
This was moving to fast and he needed to slow it down some. As much as he wanted her, and he wanted her bad, he needed to do it right. He knew she was a virgin and he didn't want to treat her like he had other lovers in the past. He wasn't going to take her when they were having there first kiss. That would be wrong. She wasn't a common slag.
Pulling away and resting his forehead against hers he laughed when she whined in protest.
"You have no idea how much I want to continue this, love. But I don't want to rush anything. I want you to be ready. Your not just some lover to throw away to me." he told her and she nodded, trying to caught her breath. He leaned down and gave her another kiss before rolling off her. She shifted and laid her head back on his chest and drew lazy patterns on it.
He had a smile on his face. That had been the best kiss of his life.
"Tom." she said again and he looked down at her.
"You don't have any old girlfriends or anything I need to kill do you. I cant stand the idea of anyone taking you from me or touching what is mine." she said and he smirked at the possessiveness. She was sexy when she was like this. In the past he thought all he would ever have is lovers when he felt the need arise. Until she walked into his life. Now he wanted no other.
"No. I never had girlfriends. A lover here and there but it was only ever a one time thing and they knew it from the start. You don't ever have to worry about anyone taking me from you. I'm yours just as your mine." he said and she nodded before raising up and hovering her mouth over his.
"Permission to kiss you, my lord." she ask seductively and he groaned. She was going to kill him one day, he just knew it.
"You never have to ask." he said before closing the gap and kissing her again.
They kissed for what seemed like hours before settling back down and falling asleep. She didn't want to go to her room tonight and he wasn't ready to let her go yet either.
