A/N: WARNING!
There will be coitus and it's more intense than their first time...
If you don't want to read that skip the parts written in italics.

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"The Serpent's Teeth"
(A Tom Riddle love story)

11th April 1945
Saturday

I frantically jump out of bed and run into the bathroom.

The sun bathes the world in a dim light and shimmers pink over the Forbidden Forest, as I find myself vomiting over the toilet bowl.

Damn.

This is exactly what I have been waiting for.
Hopefully I've just eaten something wrong.

A soft knock on the door makes me open my eyes wide in realization.

I'm still in Toms room.
Damn it!

"Yes?" I gasp and raise myself up again.
"Is everything OK?"
"Yes ... Yes, everything's fine. I'll be right there!"
I shout back, rinse my mouth, splash water on my face before taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth.

That was certainly the fish yesterday.
I should have listened to my nose.
It smelled so suspicious.

Somehow exhausted I open the door and see the slightly worried face of my boyfriend.

"Do you want some tea? Shall I bring you to the Hospital Wing?"
"Just tea please, I don't need to go to the Hospital Wing," I reply and reach for my blue woolen tights and one of Tom sweaters that are way too big for me.
I love to wear clothing that smells like him.
It makes me feel automatically comfortable.
Tom also seems to have no objection to me wearing his things.
He actually seems to like it now.

With a slight smile I think back to New Year's Eve.
Who would have thought him capable of such a romantic cliché?
Not me, that's for sure.

Exhausted, I sit down in front of Toms fireplace and listen to him in the kitchen.
The clatter of the cabinets, the boiling water.
The whole homely atmosphere.

Maybe he would be a good father?
Not the most emotional, yet caring?

Tom quietly places the tray down between us and gives me some black tea with lemon.

"Drink!"

I sip on it careful not burn my lips in the process.
The still hot liquid trickles down my throat and warms my churning stomach.

Haven't I been thinking about this yesterday morning?
And today it happened.

But it only happened once, I'm still far from certain.
Even the slightly swollen fingers are not enough of a symptom.
Maybe I'm just ill.
After all, it's April and I haven't had a cold in ages.

I silently pour myself more tea.

"Thanks," I sigh and lean back on the chair.
"Do you have a cold?"
"Seems like it," I reply trying to sound carefree and cross my legs.

"Can we still get some homework done, or are you not feeling well enough?"
"Yes, we can go straight to the library," I affirm and quickly finish my tea.

"Let me just change my clothes."

He nods and runs his hand through his dark hair.

I quickly slip out of his sweater, pull my dark purple blouse over my head and slip into my black skirt.
Black shoes and my light brown leather bag complete the outfit.

"Ok let's go," I smile at him weakly.
"Very well," he replies and stands up.
"Come."

We studied in the library until after lunch.

Tracey had come over in the afternoon and even done some homework of her own.
She and Tom have not had much to do with each other, but they seem to get along pretty well.
After all, she is a pureblood, and a potential follower.
Why would he treat her badly?

Plus she is also my best friend.
I think Tom is smart enough to accept that.

Meanwhile we are siting in his room and I'm laughing at a rather embarrassing story about Dolohov from when he was a second year.

"Believe me," Tom asserts without the slightest hint of a smile.
"That's why he and I are now...friends."

Exhausted, I wipe the tears from my cheeks.
"I would have never expected that."
"Who would?" He replies and stands up.
"Come," he says to me, holding out his hand.
"Let's go to bed."

Nodding, I grab his hand and start getting undressed whilsr following him to the bed.

Once we reacg the bed he turns to me and kisses me demandingly.
His warm hands wander up and down my bare back while I unbutton his shirt with slightly trembling hands.

This is exactly what I need right now.
Physical affection from him so I just can forget all the stress.
All thevsorrow, all my worries that have been building up for the past few days.
He is what I want, what I need.
Why had this have to happen with him?

He slowly lays me down on the cool sheets and strips the panties over my butt.

In his hands I'm exactly where I want to be.

Right where I belong?
How am I supposed to live without him?
Without my Tom?

His caresses chase chills down my spine.
His shirt is now on the floor and I'vs pushed his pants down, further he undresses himself until he kneels naked and excited over me.

My eyes wander along his body, momentarly stoping on his incredibly soft lips before I sink into this brown red eyes that fascinated me from the beginning.

How can such a beautiful man belong to me.

Tom possessively kisses me as he enters me in one swift motion.
Moaning, I arch my back, to return his thrusts better.

This is my Tom, I will never give myself to any other man.

How could I?
When I've already found my other half?

A/N: I know,I know two authors notes!
I just wanted to thank you all for reading and taking the time to share your thoughts!
I love reading all your genuine and heartfelt comments, and hope that all of you continue to enjoy the rest of the book!

The next chapter should be up around the 12th of April.

Ps just: I just wanted to remind you all once again that this story is coming to an end very soon...
I'll be writing on my other story called; "Hogwarts Ghost (A Hermione Granger love story?)" once The Serpent's Teeth is finished, so check it out if you want to.

Also Don't forget to check out my other fan fics;
'Harry Potter One Shots','Marauder Era One Shots' and 'What if...(A Tom Riddle short story)'

Enjoy ;)
Much love
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