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meropegaunt_r in hogwarts_hocus

Closed RP with Tom

Mar 12, 2006 00:19

OOC: Slightly dark RP here, with mentions of incest, rape, and probably other things of that nature. Definitely rated NC-17 and not work safe. Reader discretion is advised. (I always wanted to say that...)
( After the Chamber )

tom riddle, rp, merope

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basilisk_lord1 March 12 2006, 07:02:50 UTC

Avada Kedavra.

Avis.

Babbling curse.

Bat-Bogey Hex.

You do not see me.

Sneaking back into the Slytherin dorms was much easier than Tom expected. No one was looking for him. No one was out and about. He simply ceased to exist for them.

Rattling off the names of curses and hexes that he knew in alphabetical order, he gave his mind something to focus on rather than what his thoughts constantly kept bringing up. He would not dwell on those other matters. He would look to the future. Draco was coming along nicely, elegantly. He was becoming useful and so long as Tom kept that in mind, he could take the bad with the good.

He undid the wards upon his door and slipped inside, shutting himself up with his mother who looked to be in a right state at this point.

Are we friends?He didn't know ( ... )

meropegaunt_r March 12 2006, 07:07:36 UTC

She flinched when he came in. It was a conditioned response, one that wouldn't easily disappear on its own. She pulled herself from her nightmares long enough to realize that he didn't sound too pleased. She was about to apologize, but stopped herself. It took a moment, but she composed herself, took a few deep breaths, wiped her face, and looked toward him.

"It's fine," she whispered.

She didn't ask where he had gone; if he'd wanted her to know, he would've told her. There was no way she would risk upsetting him any further than he seemed, not if it meant he might possibly yell or get angry with her. That was definitely something she didn't need at the moment.

"I'm glad you're back."

The words were nearly inaudible, and she turned away from him, visions from her nightmares flooding back in full force.

basilisk_lord1 March 12 2006, 07:19:04 UTC

He thought about obliviating her. If there was one thing that got to him more than a crying woman, it was when they pretended everything was fine. Nothing was ever fine and now she just seemed scared of him.

He had to help his own mother, the one that had abandoned him of her own choice, to not be scared of him. He didn't think this was irony. He thought it was unfortunate. A sick reversal of how things should go.

Even another person's misery couldn't raise him and he idly wondered just how depressed one has to be in order to achieve that.

"You don't seem it. If you're going to spend the night being afraid of me, then I could always just go sleep in a corridor. I'm sure I'll be less terrifying in the light of day."

How strange was it to not want someone in fear around him? At least he had her attention this way.

A stench suddenly caught his nose. Something smelled like seaweed and fish. "Have you showered?"

meropegaunt_r March 12 2006, 07:25:30 UTC

Merope turned back to him, uncurling her legs and rearranging the blanket around her. She took her time smoothing it out and finally looked up at him.

"I just had a few nightmares, that's all. They're just dreams. I'll be alright..." She took a breath, frowning. "Don't sleep in the corridor. It's too cold out there."

He wrinkled his nose and Merope started to curl up again before she forced herself to relax. Did she shower? No, but that was mainly because she wasn't sure how to use the taps. She did, however, bathe earlier.

"I didn't use the shower. I... I did clean off, though."

She hoped he wouldn't ask how. For some reason, it was embarrassing to have to admit that she had trouble with something as seemingly simple as indoor plumbing. Yet another wonderful development that she needed to adjust to.

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