DADA                                - O

Charms                             - O

Potions                              - O

Herbology                         - O

Astronomy                         - O

Arithmancy                         - O

Transfiguration                  - O

History of magic                 - O

Care of magical creatures - O

Study of Ancient Runes     - O

Tom always knew he was an outstanding student.

Hell! He knew he was a book-worm for a reason.

A smile graced his lips when he looked at his O.W.L.s. He never expected anything less. Genuinely pleased with himself, he wondered what grades Anthony got. And what about others. What about her?

Did she pass in every course or not? He would definitely be angry if she failed in potions. The last time they were together was -

*flashback*

"You are mine, Alexa Goldstein. Do you hear me? MINE. And No one takes away from me what belongs to me." He leaned toward her left ear. His pitch toned down appreciably. "Keep that in that badger head of yours, or I will do it for you in my way."

He pulled back slightly when she didn't say a word. He was almost tempted to laugh when he saw there was no change in her posture. The only difference was her eyes. They were now glowing. Now that he had taken out his frustration he was actually able to judge her appearance.

Tom took in the dress she was wearing that evening. To his surprise, she had chosen an emerald gown. And in his opinion, she looked stunning in it.

The light emerging from the fire in an adjacent pillar was giving her a look of some temptress. The colour that tainted her cheeks from his speech and their proximity was acting in her favour. Tempted to tease her more, he leaned in again and whispered,

"You look better in Slytherin Colors, sweetheart." She shivered when he mumbled against her ear. Their closeness never failed to create havoc in her mind. And from the usual smirk that plastered itself on his lips, this reaction was noticed.

Tom's attention went back to her mouth. Her lips taunted him reminding him of their last kiss. He licked his' and without any delay closed the distance between them.

A groan escaped his throat when their soft texture brushed against his chapped ones. The friction between their lips ignited a fire that he never knew existed within him. He wanted her close. So close that she would never escape him. His expert tongue entered the cave of her mouth eagerly eliciting a moan from the female badger. It acted as fuel to both Tom's dominance and a bucket of ice-cold water to Alexa's frozen state.

She squirmed to free herself. Despite her attempts, Tom had captured her body successfully. His single hand was enough to nullify all the force she was applying. From her reactions, he knew she enjoyed when he kissed her.

Alexa tried to push him. Helga! She really did. If she would not have lost her mind because of his words, she wouldn't have been frozen. It was the first time she had heard words like those. She had never been claimed before.

Hell! No one had even given her a second glance. And she was happy that way. The solitude that she got used to since her younger days was something she craved. However, her traitorous body had a mind of its own. It was like when this annoying git had entered in her life that year, she had lost the control of her own body.

Hence it was not a surprise when her lips started reacting to his' like they were singing some old song. She lost her control when his tongue danced with hers. Her feet weakened when his tongue touched the roof of her mouth. She was frustrated and angry. Frustrated on that annoying git. Angry on herself. 'Why was she kissing him again' was a question without an answer.

Another groan escaped the Slytherin Prefect when he realized that she was losing her breath.

He pulled back for air. They both were panting. It was like they had just finished climbing the flight of Astronomy Tower. The tallest tower in Hogwarts.

He opened his eyes not knowing when he had closed them. His eyes looking at the girl in front of him.

The girl who suddenly entered his life and became a part of it.

The only metamorphmagus girl who was a part wolf.

The girl he was so fixated upon controlling.

The girl whose proximity to others was something he despised.

The only girl whom he wanted to claim.

Claim. That was what he was going to do.

He leaned in again. However this time instead of going to his usual target he went a little south. Her violet eyes shot open when she felt his chapped lips getting connected with a juncture between her shoulder and her neck. A gasp left her lips when he started kissing her on her sweet spot.

She started squirming again. She had no idea what was he doing.

Tom increased his pressure on her body to keep her in place. His grip on her hands tightened.

"Tom" She mumbled.

She wanted to scream at him, but because of his antics, it came out as a moan.

The sound of his name from her mouth concreted Tom's resolves and he started sucking and licking on the spot he was initially kissing. It felt eternal before he finally pulled away from her. His eyes examining the mark he created. It was his claim. He had finally claimed the girl he was planning from so long. He had given her the kiss of Claim.

"This mark is not permanent sweetheart," he hushed "so don't give me a chance to make it permanent. You are mine and whatever is mine stays with me till the end."

*flashback ends*

Tom touched his lips subconsciously. A chuckle broke through those sinfully attractive lips when he recollected how they had kept hers engaged. His chocolate orbs darkened when the taste of her flesh and the scent of her hairs invaded his mind. Though he was not going to spell it aloud, he enjoyed kissing her. The feel of her petite body, the warmth it radiated when his cold hands caged hers was something he would never ignore. And he knew he was not the only one who felt this - well whatever this was. Her deep, hypnotizing violet orbs never failed to convey that she was affected by him and his dominance. Though she pretended to be an innocent girl, he realized she liked dominant and strong men. A man who was like him. And the only one who could give her what she wanted was him alone. He would make sure of that. His mind dutifully prompted him that this was because she was useful to him in his future. The future where he would dominate muggles and wizards alike. At that time he would use her as a weapon.

"Excuse me! Can you please tell me where is Ms Cole?" A small voice mumbled bringing Tom out of his fantasy. Making him realize that he was still in his orphanage, looking after the stupid muggle children, to get some money from his warden. He turned towards the sound and asked,

"And who are you?"

"Adrian Winters"

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I hope you liked this chapter. The kiss here was number four. Was the kissing scene too much? Please let me know if you are comfortable or not, I will modify it.

In chapter 44, the hidden thing is her eyes. Did you realise they were grey in her past? Now they are either violet or brown. In chapter 33 Tom discussed this with Dumbledore. I had given this hint to a reader.

You can see Alexa's dress for that evening on top. The neck is not that deep and since she is smaller in height than her mother the dress reaches till her mid-calf. 

Also, who do you think is Adrian Winters?

Let me know your thoughts.

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