the Gambler

Harry Potter invited Astoria Greengrass.

This news made many girls couldn't help casting resentful glances at the wizard, especially if the woman was still a Slytherin.Even if Harry slowly eased the tension between the two rival houses in the fifth year, but for Merlin's sake, he abandoned Marvolo Riddle for Astoria Greengrass!incredible!No one would want to get rid of that handsome boy - maybe Harry Potter wasn't normal after all.He was the only one who survived the Killing Curse, after all.

Not paying attention to those gossips, Harry escorted Astoria to the Slytherin long table. He had already realized that several pairs of specific eyes had been following him since he appeared. The boy still didn't pay attention to the beautiful witch. Move away.Astoria fits every boy's dream image, like her older sister Daphne, with a delicate face and an enviable figure, but with a gentler profile.Daphne's sharp temperament is largely related to her status as the heir of the Greengrass family.

"Potter." Daphne greeted coldly, her eyes briefly resting on her sister, the latter's frowning clearly showed dissatisfaction with her bad attitude.

"Miss Greengrass." Harry's tone was gentle and appropriately distant.He took out a dark green square scarf from his arms, and spread it under the Astoria dinner plate. The end of the enchanted fabric was slightly raised to prevent unnecessary soup from staining the witch's clean robe.Daphne snorted displeasedly. She glanced secretly at Riddle at the end of the long table. The latter had already finished talking and focused on the development of the situation here.

Harry showed a clear expression, and lowered his voice: "Don't worry about Riddle, he can't hurt a single hair of Astoria."

"Are you sure?" A skeptical tone.

"Yes, if something happens to Astoria, I'll take care of Riddle myself."

Both sisters showed terrified expressions.

Harry tilted his head and grinned at Tom, but his eyes were as cold as hard diamonds.At the same time, a golden flame suddenly ignited on the liquid surface of Tom's goblet.Harry put his finger to his lips, and the flame transformed into a lion and roared silently at Tom.Accepting the challenge, Slytherin snapped his fingers. The lion turned into a poisonous snake and rushed straight to the place where the instigator was.

The entire Slytherin table fell into deathly silence.

Harry bowed his head and bid farewell to Astoria, who was still in shock, and turned his head to walk in the direction of Gryffindor.Tom wiped the corner of his mouth, quickly but gracefully caught up with the boy, dragged him out of the auditorium by the arm, and closed the door to block out all noisy discussions.

"Tell Greengrass that you already have a partner." Tom's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

The corner of Harry's mouth raised a mocking arc, he separated Tom's fingers holding his arm one by one, and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "You are so funny, why should I do this? I have the right to choose others, you can't always I'm tied to my side."

Tom frowned: "Don't you notice that you don't like her at all?"

"I know how I feel." Harry leaned his chest against the porch pillar, scanned Tom's body from head to toe, and burst out laughing, "I'm surprised you have the qualifications to comment on such positive feelings."

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that you have no feelings. Do you really want to choose someone you don't like just to prove that you have nothing to do with me?"

"This is a matter between me and Astoria, and it really has nothing to do with you."

"It has a lot to do with me." Tom shortened the distance between the two of them. The coercion of magic power made Harry grit his teeth slightly. He hated the unpleasant power gap displayed by the other party at this time.

"Watch your tongue, Riddle, you sound like you're jealous."

"Harry - I deeply doubt that you are really more stupid than I thought. Don't you ever consider that I might actually have feelings for you?" Tom's wand appeared in the palm of his hand, and the tip slowly followed his Adam's apple. Gliding to parted lips, "I'm jealous, obviously. I'm crazy jealous."

Tom's hunter posture made Harry instinctively back away, but the opponent was faster.

In the next second, the lips of the two boys collided.

Harry's mind went blank, he didn't know whether he should open his jaw to let Tom's tongue in or push away the domineering boy in front of him, all this made him so confused, one moment they were arguing, the next moment Tom was Grab his hair and forcefully pry open the door of his heart in an absolutely possessive posture.Harry was pretty sure Tom had said he didn't know and wouldn't love, and he kept reminding himself not to expect much from older boys.However, all his efforts were in vain, and the armor that had been built for a long time collapsed in this kiss.

How should he refuse a long-awaited kiss?

'He likes you differently than you like him. ' A small voice sounded in the back of Harry's head, and he bit Tom's tongue hard, the bloody smell permeating the exchanged saliva.Taking advantage of Tom's stunned moment, Harry pushed the latter away vigorously, his eyes did not reveal the slightest confusion, and he hoped that his voice could also suppress the complicated emotions.

"You don't like me like that," Harry said coldly.

Tom stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the wound on his tongue, and his frown quickly smoothed away after seeing Harry's expression. Harry felt that he was about to melt into a puddle of spring water under Tom's affectionate gaze. There was a rough sea in the blue eyes, so intense it took his breath away.Harry struggled to look away.

Tom walked up to Harry slowly, and he raised his hand to gently caress the boy's cheek.

"My relationship with you is mutual, I can feel it, Harry, don't try to deceive me."

Then Tom grabbed Harry's wrist and pressed it over his head, taking his breath possessively with his lips.He started kissing like crazy, maybe biting would be more appropriate, the liking for Harry turned into an unbearable hunger, slowly occupying all his thoughts.He wanted to crush the boy, pinch him, put him back together, he wanted to fuck him to death until those beautiful green eyes were steamy and he could only see himself.

Harry didn't move.Tom felt a surge of unspeakable anger, and the tip of his tongue began to deftly swipe across the boy's roof, making him shiver.A throaty chuckle leaked from the lips that joined together. He pinched Harry's chin, changing the angle of the kiss, sucking, kneading, licking, and biting. The kiss became bolder and even slid to the inner thigh palms together.Tom bit the tip of Harry's tongue and pulled it into his mouth to suck it gently. The moment Harry finally kissed him back, he knew the boy liked him too.Even if it sounds unbelievable, Tom knows that Harry loves him, damn it, how did he spend so much time with stupid Gryffindors, every time the boy sneaks a look at him, the suppressed emotion in the emerald can swallow him up.

Overwhelming joy flooded Harry through the soul link.He blinked confusedly.

"It's wonderful, maybe I'll try it a few more times." Tom murmured softly, dropping a kiss on the tip of Harry's nose, "Why don't you just get rid of your disgusting sense of morality, Harry, I know you want I'm like I want you."

The flames in Harry's eyes ignited instantly, and the confusion just now disappeared without a trace.How could he be fooled by Tom's illusion?Every time the other party approaches her, the purpose is nothing more than to lure him into bed.

He felt sick.

"You killed my parents."

"No, it's me in the future. You know I haven't killed anyone yet." Tom put his hands on Harry's delicate neck. With a little force, the boy will fall asleep forever. As the most precious heir of Slytherin loot.But it's a waste.He bent his head and let his breath hit Harry's bare skin.

"Myrtle."

"Oh, that poor ghost was just in the wrong place."

"You killed her, Tom, how can you brush that aside so easily?" Like the humblest dust.

"What do you want from me, Harry dear? Apologize and cry and repent of her death?" Tom caresses the corner of Harry's eye, Salazar, how much he loves these flaming emeralds, he even wants to put They were drawn out into jewel cases wreathed in rich gold wire, and oh, the useless decorations would have tarnished it.

It sounded quite tempting, but he wouldn't do it, he wanted the treasure to shine on Harry.Tom adjusted his posture slowly, covering the swollen and painful parts with his large school robes, there was nothing to be ashamed of, he wanted to lick this perfect body with his tongue, and let Harry gasp for him and moan for him //Moaning, spitting // lustful 'Tom' from those delicate lips would allow him to temporarily forgive that disgusting useless Muggle father.

"You know I don't, I can't possibly regret a Muggle's death."

"You make me sick." Harry turned around, too close, Tom was too close to him, he could feel the heat radiating from the other person's body through the clothes, and the protrusion that couldn't be ignored.His breathing quickened along with his heartbeat.

"But you still get an erection for me like this." Tom stretched out his hand to hold the part where Harry was close to himself, he could hear the boy's exclamation, the hard object in his palm trembled, and Tom teased the mushroom with his fingertips Head, turned in a circle through the rough cloth.Harry's increasingly heavy breathing was as beautiful as the sound of heaven, and he greedily watched the boy's blushing complexion and bit his lower lip tightly, the emerald glistened with water.

Virgin.Tom smiled. It was a perfect fit.

"Let me go—" Harry resisted with difficulty.

Then as if nothing had happened, Tom gracefully smoothed out his wrinkles and straightened up with a sexy smile on his face.

Harry opened his mouth wide.

"Next time, I won't stop, Harry Potter."