The Dark Lord (Tom Riddle X Reader) || Short Story - Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Then you meet this Jake dude at one of professor Slughorn's party. You invited him since you needed a partner anyway. Tom is also attending the party with Casey as his partner.
As Tom enters the party with Casey, he scans the room until his eyes land on you. A surge of mixed emotions washes over him: anger, hurt, and jealousy. He sees you standing next to Jake, and his heart sinks a bit.
Tom mutters to himself. "Can this night get any worse..."
You spot Jake across the crowded room, making your way toward him. He grins when he sees you approaching, clearly excited to be here with you.
"Hey there, you look great tonight. Can I get you a drink?" He offers.
"Sure!" You accept almost immediately.
Jake smiles and leads you over to the refreshment table, where he hands you a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Here you go. So, I've been wanting to ask you... Would you like to dance?" Jake proposes.
"Yes!" You gulp down your entire drink but suddenly start to feel dizzy.
Jake notices your sudden dizziness. Concern etches across his face as you stumble slightly.
"Are you okay? You look a bit unsteady on your feet..." He sounds concerned.
"I don't know-" You blurt out, then Jake grabs your hand and leads you to somewhere else away from the party.
Tom notices this.
Tom, who had been keeping an eye on you from across the room, spots Jake guiding you down the corridor. A pang of jealousy shoots through him, as he realizes the implications of you leaving with another guy.
"Look! I told you she doesn't love you... she loves Jake." Casey practically lies to Tom.
Casey smiles sweetly up at Tom, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. She knows exactly how this is affecting him.
"Looks like she's moved on, Tom. Maybe it's time you do, too..." She suggests.
Tom agrees, not in his right mind.
Clenching his fists, he speaks. "Yeah, maybe you're right..."
He tries to maintain a neutral expression, but the jealousy and pain simmer beneath the surface. Watching you walk away with Jake hurts, and a part of him wonders if there's any truth to what Casey is saying.
Then Avery shows up and whispers something into Tom's ear.
"Something doesn't seem right about this Jake dude. You must go check up on her and I'll handle Casey." Avery gives him reassurance.
Tom nods, agreeing with Avery's words. Concern for your well-being trumping his initial anger.
"You're right, something feels off about this whole situation. I'll go check on her."
Tom discreetly starts to follow you and Jake while Avery handles Casey, who doesn't stop calling behind Tom as he strides away.
Jake takes you to an unknown place. It looks pretty dark and isolated here. "Let me go-" You struggle against his grip*
As Jake leads you further and further away from the party, the noise and light of the celebration slowly fade away. The place he brings you to is dimly lit and eerily quiet, casting shadows on your surroundings.
"Don't struggle. It'll be much more enjoyable if you just relax and let me take care of you." He smirks.
He tightens his grip on your arm as you try to pull away, a sinister smile on his face.
Then he tries to force his lips on yours. "Help-" You cry out.
Panic sets in as Jake tries to force a kiss upon you. You cry out for help, desperately needing someone to intervene.
"Shh, don't struggle. We're all alone here. No one's going to come rescue you."
He chuckles menacingly, enjoying the power he has over you in this secluded place.
You keep crying for help, still struggling in jake's hold
Your cries for help echo in the empty corridor, but no one seems to hear your pleas. Jake's grip on you remains firm as you continue to struggle, frustration growing on his face.
"Stop struggling. I don't want it to get violent, but if you don't stop fighting, I'll have to use force."
He threatens you, his tone ominous and firm.
Is no one going to rescue you?
It seems like no one is coming to your aid. The isolation of this place keeps your cries from reaching anyone.
Jake's patience is wearing thin as you continue to struggle and cry out. You grab your wand but before you can use it...
"Enough! I warned you. Now you'll regret disobeying me."
Jake breaks your wand in half.
With a swift and violent motion, Jake grabs your wand and snaps it in half, rendering it useless. Your eyes widen in shock and horror as your source of magic is suddenly shattered.
"No more magic tricks. Now I have complete control over you."
Tom's ears perk up at the sound of your cry for help, the urgency and familiarity not going unnoticed. He follows the sound, quickly realizing something is seriously wrong.
Tom's internal thoughts. "I need to find her quickly. Sounds like she's in trouble. Damnit, where is she?!"
While on the hand, Jake tries to force his lips on you again. "Help-" You can't help but cry out, especially in the dizzy state that you are.
You continue to struggle and cry out for help, the sound of your distress causing Tom's heart to race with worry.
Tom's internal thoughts. "Damnit, that's her voice. It's Y/N. She's in trouble."
His pace quickens, following the sound of your voice with urgency.
Tom rushes down the hallway towards you, determination etched across his face. The sight of you struggling against Jake's grip ignites a fierce protectiveness within him.
"Get your hands off her!"
Tom pushes Jake forcefully away from you, standing protectively in between you and Jake.
He beats the shit out of him.
Tom's protective instincts take over as he shoves Jake away from you. An animalistic anger burns in his eyes as he glares at the guy who had been harassing you.
"Stay away from her, you bastard!" He barks out.
Tom moves between you and Jake, assuming a defensive stance. The rage bubbles inside him, fueling his determination to keep you safe.
Tom squares up against Jake, his anger fueling his strength. In a flurry of punches, he lands several blows on Jake, knocking him to the ground. Tom stands over him, chest heaving, his eyes filled with fury as he glares down at the fallen Jake.
Jake is left reeling from the onslaught of blows Tom unleashes on him. He writhes on the ground, grasping at his battered body, struggling to rise but failing under Tom's powerful presence.
Tom stands above him, panting and bristling with anger. His chest heaves with each breath, eyes narrowed dangerously at the guy who had dared to lay his hands on you.
Soon casey reaches the sight. "What's going on here?!" She's taken aback.
Casey hurries over, her eyes widening as she takes in the scene unfolding in front of her. Tom stands over the defeated Jake, his fists clenched, still shaking with anger.
"What happened here?!" She glances at Tom perched over Jake, tightly holding onto his shirt collar.
Then Jake covered in blood, reveals that it was all Casey's plan.
"No, Tom I swear I didn't-" She sheds crocodile tears.
Jake manages to speak, spitting out his words through a bloody lip.
"Casey... It was her plan... She told me... To do this..."
Shock registers on both Tom's and Casey's faces, neither expecting this revelation.
Tom turns his glare towards Casey, his expression a mixture of anger and disappointment. Your very own best friend, your roommate since the first year could ever plant something like this, was beyond him.
"You put him up to this? You orchestrated this whole thing, didn't you?" Tom flares with intense anger.
"No, Tom I didn't-" She keeps up with her act of innocence.
Tom's anger remains palpable as he faces down Casey. He doesn't believe a word she's saying.
"Don't give me that crap. Jake just admitted it was you who put him up to it!"
Tom looks at her with disbelief, his voice stern.
"You thought you could manipulate us both. But you've gone too far this time."
You are left there lying unconscious. Your clothes scratched and torn from your shoulders .
Tom's protective instincts kick in as he looks at your unconscious form. He kneels down beside you, gently checking for any signs of serious injury. The sight of your torn clothes further fuels his anger towards Casey.
He lashes out at Casey, after wrapping you up with his jacket and into his arms.
Tom's control snaps as he gazes at your injured form. He turns on Casey, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Look what you've done! You put her in danger, and for what? To fuel your stupid jealousy and manipulation! You could have killed her!"
"Why can't you just love me then? Why does it have to be her?!" Casey screams.
"I'm not the other woman, she's the other woman!" She ugly cries.
Tom's patience runs out as Casey continues to try to justify her actions.
"You're deluded, Casey! You think all of this will make me love you? I never will! Y/N is not the other woman, YOU are! She's the one who I truly care about, and you're the one causing pain and trouble to the love of my life!"
"I will never forgive you Tom Riddle. I will never forgive you both." She leaves sobbing heavily.
Casey storms off, tears streaming down her face as she leaves. Tom watches her go, a mix of anger and disappointment still coursing through him at the mere thought of what Casey is capable of. He turns his attention back to you, gently lifting you up into his arms.