Tom Riddle
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It was very late at night, yet you had not gotten a wink of sleep. The thunderstorm outside did not help to soothe you. Deciding to seek comfort, you got out of your bed, and wandered down the dark corridors of the castle, until you got to your boyfriend's dorm door.
Upon opening the door after gently knocking, you see Tom sitting at his desk, his bare back illuminated by dim candles. He was feverishly writing in a leather-bound notebook, and didn't seem to notice your presence.