Chapter 9

She walked into the room of requirement, clutching the box in her pocket. She tried as hard as she could not to reveal her nerves. Tom was standing next to a large trunk by the fireplace, in such deep thought he appeared not to notice her walk in. She stood behind him and released a small cough to try get his attention. Tom slowly turned to face her.

"So, what have you brought me?" Anastasia brought out the box and and handed it to him. Tom gently removed the lid and took the necklace out. It was the same gold necklace he had given to her last year, only she had replaced the diamond charm with something else. He inspected it thoroughly, running his hands over the details.

"It's a gold skull with a snake. I found the shape of the snake's body most interesting, at first I thought it was a figure of eight, but I've now come to realise it's-"

"An infinity symbol." Tom whispered. They both looked up at one another. "Where did you find this?" Anastasia looked down for a moment before answering.

"My father gave it to me before he was sent to Azkaban. He must've stolen it but I'm not sure where from. It suddenly hit me that this is the perfect representation of your greatness. You are an heir of Slytherin who will be the first wizard to overcome the natural course of death." Tom cupped her face, bringing her eyes up to him.

"It's perfect." Anastasia released a needed sigh. Tom indicated for Anastasia to turn around and she lifted up her hair. Tom pressed himself against her back, and placed the necklace around her neck. Tom wrapped his arms around her stomach and started leaving light kisses on her shoulder. Anastasia dropped her hair and placed her hands over his, leaning back into him. He forcefully spun her back around.

"Strip." Anastasia knew that tone, and her stomach twisted. She slowly removed her robes then her skirt and shirt as Tom watched. She stood in front of him, awaiting further instruction.

"Everything..." His eyes fell on her brassiere and her garter belt. Anastasia slowly unclasped her bra, letting it fall over her shoulders to the ground. She unclipped her stockings, letting the material slip down her legs as she removed the belt. She pulled at her pants and bent down to let them graze over her knees. She lifted her feet out of her underwear on the floor and took a step towards him. He looked at her for a moment, taking in the beauty of her shape, before stepping forward. He looked at the necklace resting on her chest, and smiled as he touched it.

"I want you Anastasia."

Her eyes widened, and with the heat of the moment she leapt forward and began kissing him vigorously. They had never discussed what their relationship was, and he always managed to avoid the conversation of sex. He cupped his hands on the back of her thighs and lifted her up against him. Her core rubbed against his trousers as she straddled him. He carried her over to the desk and sat her down, his lips never parting hers. He ran his fingers delicately along her back, making her shiver under his touch. He placed his hands on her shoulders and slowly pushed her away from him, laying her back against the wood. She looked at him longingly, watching him undo his shirt. It dawned on her that she had never seen him topless before. His defined torso made her heart vibrate with anticipation. He slowly unclasped his belt as his eyes stared at her naked body waiting for him. He released his erection from his boxers. Anastasia breathed deeply, remembering his size in her mouth. Small beads of sweat appeared on Tom's forehead as he placed his hands on her thighs. He squeezed and roughly pulled her legs around his waist. She felt his tip at her entrance and he looked at her with an expression she had never seen before. He slowly pushed himself into her, stopping half way inside. Anastasia released a long guttural moan as she felt him stretching her walls. Tom inhaled sharply before pushing fully into her. Anastasia's whole body shook sending Tom's adrenaline aflame. He started slowly thrusting in and out of her, each movement making Anastasia whimper. He watched her cover her mouth to quieten her moans and threw his hands around her wrists. Bending over her, he yanked her hands and placed them either side of her face. The pair stared at each other. Tom began slowly thrusting inside her again, both of their mouths open releasing uncontrollable sounds. Tom's pace began to quicken, and Anastasia started to feel him bashing into her cervix.

"Ana-Anastasia fuck" Tom groaned, his head falling onto her breasts as he pounded into her. Anastasia had never heard him curse before. He body started to vibrate at the effect she was having on him. She began to cum around him, as Tom's hot breath blew across her nipples. As she came her walls tightened and Tom began to moan louder. His rhythm shifted and he grasped her wrists aggressively, bruising her skin.

"Fuck Ana I'm going t-" With one deep thrust Tom cried out and his body tensed up.After he finished he lifted his head from Anastasia's chest and looked down at her. He leaned down and gently kissed her lips as Anastasia lay exhausted.

She watched him redress as she sat naked on the desk. Anastasia felt she had seen a side of him he had never let anyone see before. The way he had called out her name, he broke his usual perfect exterior as their bodies shared a moment of intense ecstasy. He walked over to her and kissed her neck, handing over her clothes understanding her legs were trembling to much to stand up. As she gathered the strength to put her bra back on she noticed him staring intently at the necklace.

"Are you going to tell me what you plan to do with it?"