A few moments ago you were normaly walking in the school to your next classroom and now? Now you were stuck in the brooms closet with a snake wrapped around you're hands and easting behind your neck. And there was something else to. Tom fucking Riddle. A smart slytherin boy in his 6th year of hogwarts had one of his hands wrapped in front of your throat and his other hand on your waist trapping you so your back is pressed against his chest. He kissed your cheek while whispering things in your ear that you couldn't hear because of the tears falling down you're face and the sniffs that were leaving your mouth. "Shh relax, darling. We'd never do anything to hurt you..." said Tom as his albino snake wrapped tightly around you're hands and as he kissed your cheek