A/N:
Did you all like the kissing scene in the last chapter?

Enjoy;)
Much love
Jamz

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

1st January 1945
Wednesday

"Good morning, old man," I say to Tom once he awakens.

I'm happily siting next to him and still can not believe that this guy actually belongs to me.

"What do you mean by old man?" He plays along with my banter.

"I turned eighteen yesterday not eighty."

"Same thing," I grin and get out of bed.

"I'm hungry."

"Then let's go have breakfast. Or are we too late?" He asks bored and also gets our of bed.

"No, we still have time."

"Then lets get dressed."

"Ah, there you are. Did the two of you enjoy your trip?" Professor Dippet beams at us as soon as we enter the Great Hall.

"Yes, thank you for the opportunity," Tom replies and lets go of my hand, so that we can sit down at the table.

"Ah," says the director and makes a dismissive hand gesture.

"I can trust you, and Miss Hayes is never negative attention."

"Your confidence is very generous," Tom spins Dippet further into his net of courtesy, charm and manipulation.

I roll my eyes annoyed, but I admire him too much to not recognize this ability.

Does he also have me in the palm of his hand like he has Dippet?

Does he have me so far that I would blindly follow him?

Do everything for him?

It's said that love is blind.

And I'm in love with him, there's no doubt about it.

But how far would go for him?

I would certainly never submit to him.

I would never be a loyal Death Eater.

Would I stay in the past for him?

Not act as an important link of information for his destruction?

Would I stay with him as Lord Voldemort?

Would I kill for him?

No.

I couldn't go that far.

Nor could I ever understand his twisted perception.

Why should a Muggle-born be worth less than me?

We're all human.

I just have to enjoy the time with him, that I still have at my disposal.

The time that I officially have here.

And then I'll see further.

Maybe, just maybe, I'll stay longer than planned.

No one in the future would notice.

I would still return the same day.

But I still have time for this decision.

Now I'll just enjoy the here and now.

Now I'll enjoy the first breakfast as Tom Riddle's girlfriend.

I wonder if he loves me?

If he loves me in his own twisted way...