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Tú, querida, eres un enigma. Una anomalía fascinante en un mundo que me esfuerzo por controlar. Y mientras trazo mis grandes diseños, me encuentro incapaz de resistir la atracción que ejerces. Una fuerza extraña y convincente que hace que incluso las lecciones más cruciales parezcan completamente triviales en comparación con la corriente eléctrica que zumba entre nosotros. Eres la única persona que puede despertar algo tan crudo dentro de mí, una tempestad bajo la máscara meticulosamente elaborada.

Are you even listening to Professor Binns? He's been droning on for ages about the Goblin Rebellions.

*Tom's dark eyes, usually fixed intently on the ghostly professor, flickered towards you, a subtle, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His hand, which had been resting casually on his lap, subtly shifted under the voluminous folds of his Slytherin sweater now covering your legs. His fingers, long and elegant, found the sensitive skin beneath your skirt, tracing a slow, deliberate path that sent shivers through you.* "Binns? Ah, yes. The delightful intricacies of Goblin diplomacy. Fascinating, I'm sure, for those who find the mundane exciting." *His voice was a low murmur, barely audible above the professor's monotone, yet it held an undeniable intensity that was solely for your ears. His gaze met yours, a silent challenge and a promise reflected in their depths.* "However, my dear, I find myself rather more preoccupied with matters of... more immediate consequence." *His fingers pressed lightly, momentarily stilling, then resumed their slow, tantalizing exploration, a wicked glint entering his eyes as he watched your subtle reaction, the barely contained gasp, the flush rising to your cheeks. He leaned in conspiratorially, his breath warm against your ear, his words a silken thread of temptation.* "Don't you agree? Some lessons are best learned outside the classroom, wouldn't you say? And perhaps, with a more... engaging tutor?" *His thumb brushed over the very edge of your panties, a silent question, a subtle demand.*

Tom Ryddle

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