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It was half past midnight and while everyone was expected to be either asleep or dodging curfew, Tom Riddle, the school headboy took nary a hint.
Tom Riddle was the perfect prince charming, that many a school girls fantasized about. He had a jaw that could cut glass, eyes which mimicked a serpent and curled raven hair. All in all he looked like your average knight in a shining armour but everyone leaving the other 3 houses knew that Tom Riddle belonged to only one and one person.
Hermione Riddle.
If Riddle was considered handsome, his twin sister was equally blessed with the riddle genes. She had prominent cheekbones, eyes the color of the night sky and her black hair which reached till her torso.
The only thing or person that Tom Riddle showed even the tiniest amount of affection was his sister. He could burn the entire fucking world and not let a flame touch her. She was his kryptonite throught and through and if even one hair was charmed off her head... Hell Hath no fury.
Tom walked with determination, his hand clutching that of hers sister and practically dragging her to the common room.
"Athena". He whispered the password in a hushed voice and pushed his sister to the nearest couch.
"What the fuck is this?" It was the first word he heard from his sister since their fight. She was lying on the couch on her back with her legs falling over.
"You talked back to me, insulting me in front of my followers. Do you have any idea what must they think of me?" He sneered. He wanted to slap her across those delectable face of hers.
"Our Followers. Your methodology of covering their fucking hands with a mark is stupid. One roll of the sleeve or even one hot day and our coven will be found. If this is the way you'll be leading us I think a change in power-"
She was cut off mid sentence. Tom's hand lay on her neck, blocking her air supply. He knew she was right, oh his sweet little sister, always thinking ahead for him, the pretty little -
No.
He could not lead a bunch of egoistical assholes who ended up believing this little minx in front of him was the incharge. They had talked about this, he would manage the men while she overlooked the actual mission and came up with strategies with him.
"Take off your skirt."
Hermione looked at him with her jaw clenched with disgust. They both communicated silently.
She blinked, almost to say - Not here.
He suddenly took one of her nipples between his fingers, and pinched -hard.
A drawled moan escaped her lips.
"Take of that fucking piece of scrap that you call clothes before I order the elves to take every single one away."
She scrambled and looked around. Noone was around the common room this time.
Tom had a habit of punishing her in front of everyone. Last time it was her getting a wedgie in front of the entire Slytherin house. She had angered him by going out with someone - anyone other than him and he had reprimanded her by pulling her thong so tight between her pussy lips and making her sit with her legs open in the common room itself.
The one before that he had conjured up a vibrator in her pussy and left her tied to her to the couch where everyone saw her cuming more times than she could count for 24 hours straight.
It had all started in their second year.
Hermione turned 13 that year..
Tom was fiercely protective of her sister. He hated being away from her even for a second. He loved the sound of her voice, how she was always plagued with nightmare and hence she would climb in his bed in nothing but a pair of panties and a thin camisole. He used to press her close to her chest and watch her sleep contently.
As a 8 year old kid he has vowed to always take care of his sister. They were both orphans, had no hope in life but his sister was the light that he found in the darkness.
He has noticed her getting some lewd looks from older boys. One day in class he took her in and realised his sister was turning into a woman.
Her nipple had started protruding from her shirt. They looked ready to be plucked. Her pink areolas calling to him. He loved her tiny nipples , but hated other boys also seeing them.
One evening, in the Christmas break he walked to her room and shut the door.
"Hermione, we have something to talk about."
She sat at her bed wearing Tom's old shirt and a pair of shorts. They were orphans and it was hard getting good clothes at a cheap price, but fuck if he didn't love seeing her in his shirt.
"Yes, Tom ?"
"Come here my sweet."
It was very common for Hermione to recieve suck nicknames for her brother. It made her feel loved and while most would flinch at such a relationship she loved it.
Tom sat at the other side of bed and waited for Hermione to come along. As soon as she was within arms length, he grasped her hand and seated her on her lap.
"Tom - what are you doing ?"
She started squirming in his lap. Tom loves what the little witch was doing to him, his member already rising but they had to wait for that.
He quickly started unbuttoning her shirt. She wrenched her neck back to look at him, fear in her eyes.
"Shhhh, There are some things we need to talk about Hermione. You are all I have, I need to teach you these things. Keep your hands here." He placed her hands on his shoulder and took her legs and opened them. She was seated on him as if tied to something. Tom wanted to engrave the picture in his head and never let go.
Her shirt was now finally open and for the first time he saw those pretty pink nipples gazing back it him. He wanted to suckle at them all day. He took her nipples in her hands and tweaked them into peaks.
Hermione started moaning loudly. She didn't know what was happening to her. Her nipples were growing hard and she could feel something begin to tingle between her legs.
"You see my love, you are growing older and as a result you are growing these gorgeous little breasts. The boys in our class have started noticing you. They stare at these little puckers, do you want that?"
Hermione gasped, she didn't know about this.
What a bunch of fucking perverts, staring at her like that.
"To stop that we are going to get you some bras. They are going to hide these away, and prevent them from sagging, that way you can always be read for your dear brother."
"You intend to do this again ?" At this he took a nipple and started pulling at it so hard, Hermione threw her head back and her started bucking.
"You sit in my lap, moaning like a knockturn alley whore, and expect me to not do this again? These breast of yours are only for me. Never will let these be gazed upon by someone else."
Hermione wanted to point out that they shouldn't be doing this, that it was so wrong but she couldn't bring herself to.
She had known from day one that she was Tom's and Tom was hers.
"I can't wait to lick these, have you moaning underneath me. Your tits, your fucking pussy that I'll claim are all mine. Mine to fuck, Mine to like and Mine to punish.
He pushed her off his lap and spanked her pert ass.
She helped at the sudden pain. Her cheeks blossomed red with humiliation but she could only stand there and whimper.
"Your pussy will be shaved by me every month. You are going to only wear the undergarments I set out for you, and I'll fuck you properly on our birthday in the coming week, how does that sound?" Tom barked these instructions at her while she could lie in front of him on the floor. Hee ass was on fire and something low in her belly wanted to burst.
"I said answer me whore." He spat and immediately plunged two long fingers inside her cunt. It was the first time anything entered down there and she gasped at the intrusion.
"Tom, no this isn't right ... Nmpp" Her words were cut as she mewled at the spongy tissue Tom was rubbing again and again.
She tried to speak again, but couldn't phrase an entire word. She kept squirming not even bothering to notice that Tom had lifted her up and opened the door to the common room. While there were not many people staying back, the few that were witnessed Hermione Riddle, the brightest witch of her age cumming around her brothers fingers.
Tom only stood behind her with a cunning grin.
Within the end of the year, all of Slytherin house knew the fact that Tom Riddle used to fuck his sister with lost abandon.
Tom had already made himself the alpha, and everyone knew with the witch on his side there was nothing they couldn't accomplish and hence not a single word got out about their activities.
Tom used to tie and spank her, finger her on the common room couch, leave her just in her underwear tied to pole, a dildo inserted inside her pussy and nipple clamps pulling at her tits, all this the entire house witnessed but did not have the courage to report. For the Riddle twins might have crazy but Fuck if they weren't dangerous.
present
Hermione lay on the couch, with her legs splayed like a eagle and shirt torn down the middle.
"Today, pet is the day I give you something important. My dear sister, all grown up but what is the point if she grew up to be a whore?' as he asked her this, he took one of his nipple between his fingers and pulled. She instantly arched her back and let out a mewl.
"Thats right, sensitive aren't they? Always have been, but they are not enough are that, what if I made them even more responsive." He hissed the final word out, and her eyes flew open in fear. She had no idea what he was going to do.
Tom swished his wand, and probably cast a non verbal accio charm, from the looks of it.
Hermione lay there wanting to know what the fuck was he summoning, but her question was soon answered.
He was going to pierce her fucking tits.