You were sitting in the Slytherin common room minding your business doing your homework for potions. Professor Slughorn had assigned a very long essay about amortentia. It was late at night so you had the common room to yourself. The fire was cackling in the background and made it relaxing. You continued to do your work until you felt a gaze on your back. You turned aroud to see the prefect for Slytherin. Tom Riddle“ Shouldn’t you be in your dorm?” Tom asked, his eyes were staring into yours