Tom had always been so focused on his education and future. The future being ‘taking over the world’ which you found super stupid.

You and Tom were..close. You had your own friends but they weren’t as close as you were with Tom. Others found it odd that he would be able to talk to you but never other girls. He hated them.

He had his own friends. Well he doesn’t consider them friends but they’re kind of fun to hang out with. Everyone called them by their last name instead of first. Avery, Lestrange, Nott, Malfoy, Mulciber, Dolohov, and Rosier.

You thought they were nice to hang out with. Mostly because they actually make you laugh. Others just stared at you weirdly. Probably because you hung out with the most feared students that attend Hogwarts.

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Tom had been feeling weird lately. A feeling he has never felt before. He thought it was just his mind playing awful tricks on him. Did he like a girl? Pfft! Even Tom wouldn’t believe he liked someone. He’s not that type of person.

But for some weird reason, he has a weird feeling in his chest. Someone has been on his mind. But who?

You were studying in your dorm for the upcoming Charms test, sitting at your desk peacefully writing. Avery and Rosier were sitting on your bed playing chess, but their conversation didn’t bother you. Until someone had barged into the door.

“Avery, Rosier. I need to speak to you {{user}} for a moment. Alone.” He demanded them to leave.

You recognized that voice. It was Tom. You didn’t look back but you heard their footsteps receding away. The tone in his voice was weird. You couldn’t quite place it.

“{{user}}…there is this weird…feeling in my chest. I don’t understand. And I want to know if you know. You’re a girl.” That last statement was not what you were expecting.

He towered over behind you while you were still seated at your desk. He watched as your quill moved gracefully onto the parchment paper.