She wears strength and darkness equally well. The girl has always been half goddess, half hell...

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5 March 1943

Freyja stormed into the Slytherin common room, obviously annoyed. She walked to the couches where Tom, Bella, Abraxas, Cosmo and Darius were sitting.

"If anyone asks for me, I am in my dorm, planning a murder!" Freyja yelled and then walked up to the room she shared with Bella.

"Don't do anything without me!" Tom yelled back at her without taking his eyes off his book.

After a couple of seconds, he closed it and looked up the stairs. "As the supportive boyfriend I am, I should go check up on her." Abraxas smirked at the word 'boyfriend'. "Or maybe I shouldn't? I don't know, I am afraid she will murder me."

"I think you should go calm her down," Bella told him. Somehow, Tom and Freyja brainwashed her into believing Tom was innocent. It was a hard task and it took quite a long time to succeed but they finally managed to turn her on their side.

Tom got up from his armchair and moved to the girl's dormitory. Normally, students of the opposite gender weren't able to go into each other's dorm, but Freyja made a spell so they can have easy access to each other's room. He knocked on the brown door. 'come in'.

Freyja was sitting on her bed, deep in her thoughts, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. "What happened?" Tom sat on the chair right next to her bed.

"Well, apparently, Adryan is in love with me." Tom furrowed his eyebrows. "And now that we made it official, he is angry and he is going mad."

"What did this son of a bitch did?"

"He called me a whore, a bitch and he also told me that I am with you because I want you to bang me."

Tom clenched his jaw and tightened his grip. "And what did you do? He deserves way more than just leaving him and running to your room"

"I broke his fingers and told him that if he calls me something like that again and I wouldn't hesitate to break his face."

"That's my girl!" Tom bend down and gave Freyja a quick kiss. "I would love to spend the night with you, but I have some business to take care of."

"If that business involves making Adryan's brain stop functioning, I am coming with you"

"Tragically bold of you to assume that he has a functioning brain, to begin with. And yes, you can come."

They both smirked at each other. Freyja had already thought about twenty-seven different ways she could kill Adryan, none of them involving a wand. Tom walked to the door, but before he leaves, Freyja's voice stopped him.

"Wait a minute" Freyja opened her trunk and pulled out a dark red pouch.

"What is that?"

"That, my darling, is my dagger collection"

"You have a dagger collection?"

"Don't act so surprised about it."

"Can I see them?"

Freyja smiled and opened her pouch. She empties it on her bed and Tom moved closer. She had about twenty knives. All with different colours, shapes, sizes and designees.

"My favourite is this one" Freyja picked up a black dagger with a dark green snake, carved on the handle. "I like this one" Tom picked a dark red dagger, like the one Freyja was holding but with a golden rose carved instead.

"I've imagined a hundred ways I could torture my enemies with these knives." Tom smiled at her. She reminds him of himself a little more, every day.

"Let's go." Freyja put her blades back in the pouch. Tom held his arm out and she took it quickly.

"Are you not going to take your wand?'

"I want to do with the muggle way."

"Knives are messy."

"They are fun. Why would you want to kill someone if you do it quickly and don't enjoy it?"

Tom didn't reply. He knew his girlfriend was more psychotic than he was. He liked wands more. Unlike Freyja, he wasn't doing it for 'fun'. He was doing it to get people out of his way and gain power. He was expecting Freyja to have a collection of knives but not that big. Tom didn't think Freyja was going to do something really dark. He knew she was a sucker for blood and pain, but he didn't know how far she can go.

"Do you know where he is?" Tom questioned her after they left the common room. She ignored him, continuing walking. He grabbed her arm to make her stop. "I asked you something."

"And I didn't answer you. He is at the hospital wing. He ran there, after our little fight. What a pussy." Tom widened his eyes, hearing the adjective she used to describe Adryan.

"You could have said 'coward'"

"I could, but it is not fun. Cussing is fun."

"Cussing is fun, knives are fun... what else is fun?"

"The fact that he is walking towards us right now"

Ten minutes later...

Adryan was tied in a wooded chair in the room of requirements. His nose bleeding from Tom's punch. The room was dark. They only bothered lighting the main light.

"All that because I called you a whore?" He looked at Freyja terrified.

"First of all, I am a huge drama queen. You should have expected that. And second, I know about all the things you have done since the beginning of the school year."

Both men turned and eyed her confused. Freyja opened her bag and took out a dagger with a blue handle and a gold, fake butterfly. Her knives were equally cute and terrifying. Freyja walked closer to Adryan. Her smiled dropped. She grabbed his face and caressed his cheeks with the blade. "I know what you did to those girls. I know that you raped them. Fifteen girls, to be exact. All under the age of fourteen. But none of them turned you in because they were scared."

"They wanted it!"

"Four of them were eleven! They didn't even know what sex was! And you are not only a rapist, but you are a pedophile too." Tom was speechless. He was no better, but at least he didn't rape young girls.

"Why don't you also mention the kids your boyfriend killed? Or you want justice and to follow the law only where it is not your fault?" Freyja moved her knife and left a deep cut on his cheekbone. He turned his head, to avoid looking at her. Freyja got another knife and started cutting his fingers, one by one. Adryan was screaming in pain.

"Don't act like that! You are going to die, anyway" Tom said and walked to him. The blood coming out of his hands has stained Freyja's clothes. Tom opened her bag and took his favourite knife. He pointed it under Adryan's chin and cut him just a little. Freyja got her favourite black and green dagger.

She bent over him and put her palm in his dick. The frightening look on his face revealed he was panicking. Freyja was dangerous and unpredictable. Who would expect her next steps?

Without breaking eye contact, with a sudden movement of her blade, she cut his dick off. "If you don't know how to control it, you can't have one" Adryan was crying because of the suffering.

"Fucking bitch!"

"If I were you, I wouldn't talk like that. Now you know what happens when you disrespect me."

Tom was shocked. He was surprised but in a good way. He was definitely proud of his girlfriend. Scared but proud.

"Five fingers, a dick and his will to live are off. What do we do now?" Freyja asked standing next to Tom. "I don't know. You are the boss. You get to decide what we do next." Freyja smirked. She walked in front of Adryan and smiled at him. Freyja engraved the word 'rapist' with her knife. She moved the blade to his neck and graved her initials. 'F A O'. Tom followed her steps and did the same. 'T M R'.

"Now you can kill him," Freyja told Tom and went to pick up her knives. Tom hold his wand out and with two words, a green light left his wand and Adryan was now dead.