Astoria

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Y/N Y/L/N POV

"Stop," Tom yelled from behind.

My feet stopped and he turned me around.

"What the fuck were you doing with him?" He started to yell even more.

I shrugged my shoulders and looked away. Tom grabbed my chin and refocused my eyes on him.

"Why are you acting like this Y/n?" He questioned.

He looked a little worried and so did I. The Handler is known to be dangerous and only the most manipulative and secretive person could take on such a role with ease. Remind you of anyone? They are the reason why Draco is acting like this. Draco didn't get with Lola because he wanted to, he was forced. And if I am Draco's true love, The Handler knew it too.

But I needed to be sure Tom was The Handler. Even if the diary was literally pointing a finger at him, I have to be sure. I didn't want him to be The Handler, and if he was, what was I going to do?

"Tom, we should get to class," I mumbled before walking off again.

Tom didn't chase after me or anything, he just watched and went the other way.

-

I quickly gathered my things and headed to Potions.

Draco was already there and reading a book. Lola was sitting on his desk, twirling her hair and smirking at him.

I rolled my eyes and walked in. People all across the room were looking at me. I'm not surprised. I was just gone for a whole week. I pulled out my chair and sat down, Draco looked up from his book and looked at me.

I smiled warmly at him and he returned his gaze back at his book.

"Er..ok. Bye Dray. I love you." Lola smiled.

My heart stopped and my skin turned cold. I froze and all my senses were focused on if he'd say it back.

"Ok. You too." He cooed.

What was that? I drowned and buried myself under Tom's hoodie. I'd gone back and put on some undergarments and shorts before this so that was taken care of.

Suddenly, Tom walked in, and our eyes immediately connected. I got up from my chair but was brought down with a firm grip on my thigh.

"Where do you think you're going?" Draco hissed.

"Better take your hand off me. Who knows, maybe Lola's watching." I spat.

"You know I have no say with this." He whispered.

I glared at him and got back up. His hand slid down my thighs, giving me butterflies. I turned around and walked over to Tom. He was right. It's not exactly his fault, but it was. He wanted to play the game, now he's paying the price.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the class. It was Mattheo. He pulled me into a dark hall and pushed me against the wall.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He began to yell.

I just looked at the ground.

"First me, then Draco, and now Tom?" He continued. "You really are a slut."

My eyes began to water and a little bit of guilt got to me. But I don't know what to do. I was starting to catch feelings for Tom but I wanted Draco. It was scary feeling myself slip off from who I really wanted.

"I need to go back." I let out while blinking away the tears and shoving my feelings down.

I walked away, surprised he actually let me. Mattheo followed after me and we reentered the classroom. My eyes landed on Draco kissing Lola passionately. His hand was under her boob and the other pressing her face closer. Doesn't look fake to me.

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"At least you'll know how I feel every day watching you," Mattheo whispered into my ear from behind.

A tear slid down my eye and I walked over to Tom. I started to blush as I got closer.

"We need to talk." Tom started.

I nodded and walked closer. Tom pulled me onto his lap and coiled his hand around my waist. I looked back at Draco and he was still shoving his tongue down Lola's throat. I looked back with a tear down my cheek and realized Tom had caught me.

"I believe we both know what the problem is now." He snared.

"It's not like we're officially or anything. All I know is that you're a really good friend who took care of me the week after you and he took my ability to walk." I mumbled.

Tom smirked and pulled my head closer. His lips were next to my ear and he softly kissed it.

"Yes. Your friend who was shoving his cock into your little pussy that entire week to keep you with him." He cooed under his breath just for me to hear. "I can feel you throbbing on my thigh Y/n. I bet it's wet."

I blushed so hard but it was true.

"You crave me Y/n. Don't deny it. You're mine." He rasped slowly.

I whimpered as his hand slipped down my waist and to my ass. Tom squeezed it hard and until it hurt. I softly whined into his chest and he stroked my hair.

"Class is about to start. Go back." He ordered.

I nodded and got off him.

"Wait." He cooed.

I stopped and got back onto his lap.

"If anyone asks, we're together now." He said out loud for everyone to hear.

I blushed and nodded, then I hopped back to my seat. Professor Snape walked in and people all started to go back to their seats.

I barely paid attention to class and all I could think about was Tom. If he was The Handler, is that a bad thing? I understand if he wouldn't tell me or anything, but I still wanted to know just to be sure.

And now I'm his girlfriend. But I didn't have a say in it. I did want it. I think. A big part of me still wanted Draco.

I looked next to me to see Draco biting his lip while winking at Lola. Lola just giggled and smirked at me. I looked away unfazed for some reason. After all, I was going to become a queen.

-

"Y/n, what did you get for number 60 on last night's home- oh. Right. You weren't here." Draco let out.

I snapped out my daydream and my brain began to work again.

"Oh.." I murmured while pulling my paper out from in between my books.

"No, Tom helped me with it. Here." I cooed while handing Draco the paper.

He looked at me for some time and snatched the paper out of my hand. I watched him compare the answers and gave me my paper back.

"Thank you." I smiled and tucked the paper away.

I leaned back on my chair and looked around the classroom. Pansy was glaring at Lola. Mattheo sat next to Tom as usual and Tom was..staring..maybe glaring. I don't know. He was just looking at me. Possibly studying me. Maybe.

I smiled and waved. Tom looked away and I only smiled more.

I looked back at the teacher and continued learning the lesson.

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