She has been through hell. So believe me when I say, fear her when she looks into fire and smile
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1/9/1943
Freyja, Bella, Eva, Abraxas, Darius, Andryan, Tom and Cosmo, are sitting in a carriage on their way back to Hogwarts. Long summer. They missed each other.
The truth is, that Freyja might not consider them the perfect people, but they helped her zone out from reality a bit.
The ride was quick. When they arrived, it was already night. They made their way to the Great Hall for dinner.
"So, how did you spent your summer? "Abraxas started an interesting conversation.
"Well, you know. The classic. Sitting all day long, going to some balls, reading books. That stuff "Bella answer first.
"What about you, Freyja "Tom questioned the beautiful girl in front of him. Beautiful is a platonic word. Intelligence is also beauty.
Why did everything get to be about me?
"Um. Well... what I do every summer. Travel, going to balls. I also visited a lot times my mom in the ministry. I want to know more about the job. It is my future career, actually. What about you, Tom? "
Tom gave her a dirty look. She knew what he did every summer. Going back to that muggle orphanage.
"What I do every year. Traveling, reading... "
" Murdering your father"
"Excuse me? "Thankfully no one else heard her.
"Nothing. Can I talk with you for a second? Outside? "
He didn't add anything and just got up. Freyja also got up and followed him
"Don't you think that these two always need to talk privately.... "Abraxas winked at the rest of his friends and they laughed.
"There is no way something is going on between them. First of all, they hate each other. Second ,they are completely different. Freyja is cool. Tom is a dick "Bella quoted. Fortunately, Tom didn't hear her. But Freyja did and scoffed.
Once they were alone, he pinned her against the wall.
"What did you say?
"What did I say? "
"Do not Play at The dumb Bitch to Me, we both know you are Brilliant! The What do you know?"
"First of all, thank you for calling me brilliant. Second, I know nothing. I just happened to heard that Tom Riddle died in June... "
"That's what you do in the ministry? Learn all the drama? "
"Perhaps"
"Why did you told me that?"
"Well, I'm just saying that it is a very good coincidence that your father died a couple of weeks after I told you who he is "
"Exactly. A coincidence. Now, get that thought out of your mind! "
"Well... It is not that you murdered your own blood"
"Don't forget that you murdered your cousin to"
"I didn't murdered anyone!! "
"You are playing with fire, babygirl. And you are not ready for that..."
"Oh, really? Who is the fire? You? If you think that you make my heart beat quickly from fear, you have hallucinations. "
He eliminated the distance between them. If he moved one step closer, their chests will be touching. Tom moved his fingers and unbuttoned the first two buttons of her shirt.
"What are you doing?? "
He moved his fingers towards her neck. He touched her. Just caressing her. Neck, collarbone, neck, jaw, checks.
Her breaths were deeper.
Tom's fingers moved to her arm. Slowly.
Over the fabric, it was a warm touch. The fabric was over. His cold hand meet her skin. A shiver went down her spine.
He is always cold. Despite the temperature.
Her heart was beating rapidly. He sensed it.
"From fear, no... "
He moved even closer. Their whole bodies were touching. His mouth touched her ear and he whispered.
"But I can make your heart skip a beat with out a lot of trying. "
Tom buttoned up her shirt and left.
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2/9/1943
one o'clock at night
Screams sounded from the third girl in the room. Freyja is having a nightmare again.
There was blood everywhere. Three bodies lying in the living room. My mother's screams filled the room.
My family was being killed in front of my eyes.
I was next.
"Freyja... Freyja... Freyja... "
Freyja woke up, full of sweat and tears. Her friends were over her bed, trying to calm her. "What happened"
"You were screaming. You probably had a nightmare"
"Yeah. Um... It is nothing. Honestly. Go back to sleep. It's late. "
"Are you sure you don't need help? "
"Of course. I am okay"
She sees the same nightmare every night. For about six years.
She throws herself a silencing charm, every night, so they don't hear her. But today, she completely forgot.
Tom made her very furious. But... she liked it. Even a little.
When she made sure the girls were asleep, she left the dorm. Her destination was the astronomy tower.
There was no one on her way. The corridors were empty. Or she thought.
"Where are you going, O'lone? "
Not you again. ...
"Tom. "
"Freyja. Care to explain to me what are you doing? "
"I am doing a thing called what I want"
She motion to pick her wand, but it wasn't there. She left it at her nightstand.
"Always up for a curse ,I see"
"Oh, come on. You could throw the killing curse on anyone with no reason at all"
"Go to your dorm, Freyja"
"I just want to get some fresh air"
"If you don't go back, I will have to report you to the headmaster"
"You will seriously take points from your own house? "
"Yes"
"Why? "
"Because it is the rules"
"You are not the type to follow the rules. What is it truly? You want to seem like the good guy? When you are clearly not "
"I had enough of you, Freyja. You constantly try to challenge me. If you like me that much, you can just tell me "
"Excuse me?! Why on hell you think I like you?"
"The fact that now you are oppressed."
"Okay. Now, would you like to come back to reality and realise that not everyone has a crush on you. Some of us are just obsessed because we want you out of the way"
"
So, you admit it. You believe that I am a threat "
"I never said that!"
"Really? "
Freyja came closer to Tom. It was her time to play with him.
"You know damn well, that if I want something, I get it. In whatever way. Maybe I am not ready to play with fire, but you are not ready to play with me. "
Her face moved towards his. She had to tiptoe. He is taller than her.
Her dark pink lips almost touch his ear.
"If I want you out of the way, I'll get you out of the way. If I want,i can destroy everything . But I am a good girl. We both want to be the best. But there is only place for one on the top. Everybody wants to rule the world... "
She left him speechless. His heart pulse was high. His eyes never met hers. They met the wall, the ceiling, the windows even the chandelier but never her cold, black ones.
"Good night, mister Riddle"
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