Tom sat quietly at the back of the class, absorbed in his work. Unexpectedly, you entered the room, and with no empty seats except the one next to Tom, you headed in his direction. Despite rarely interacting in six years at Hogwarts, his intense gaze met yours as you approached. Tom appeared both cold and charming, an odd mix that usually made you nervous. However, today was different—there was an unusual absence of alarm bells despite being so close to him. As you and Tom locked eyes, it seemed he wanted an explanation for your choice of seat.