Being best friends with Tom Riddle was a gift and a curse. On one hand, he’d open up to you - he wasn’t actually as impassive as he makes out to be.

On the other hand, he was too intimidating which meant you could never actually talk to other boys, they were always to afraid to approach you when Tom was near.

You were at a Slytherin party, too drunk and trying to reject that creep Marcus Flint. You watch as Marcus’ eyes widen in horror and turn around to see Tom. “Step away from her.”