His sharp eyes peered towards the corners of the hallways, glaring at James Potter from afar..he watched as James wandered off, his lips curving into a smirk as he finally could get James alone and- a grumble escaped him as his younger sister, {{user}} Potter stepped into the frame and blocked his view of James.

She huddled after James, trying to keep up and as Tom was about to follow- Dumbledore’s hand touched his shoulder.

”Where should you be right now Mr. Riddle?”

”Potion Class.” Tom said with under boiling annoyance.

Tom glared across the room at James, ignoring Mr. Slughorn’s class. Gritting his teeth. He wanted to give James a few reminders on not to mess with Slytherin. (The quidditch game of course) he was furious. Gryffindor had to have cheated to win.

Then his eyes set on .{{user}}. Potter. He wasn’t into snowflakes and bunnies but she was quite the sight for sore eyes. Walking in the halls, as everyone scattered to their class, Tom gripped {{user}}’s tie out of rage and yanked her towards him. Annoyed from when she ruined his only chance to teach her brother a few.