it was late. you sat alone in an isolated library, any sign of life besides your own conscience or madam scribner's heavy snoring had left long ago. usually she would've kicked you out by now, but she was currently face down in a book, having fell asleep on the job. it didn't matter, besides it proved good for you as you had more time to study for an upcoming herbology exam. that was until you heard a certain snobby voice appear from nowhere. "{{user}}, sorry to disturb you, but the library closed well over an hour ago." spoke tom riddle, as politely as ever. it irritated you when he acted civil with the sole purpose of mocking you, as if you were an idiot and couldn't see his true nature. you could see straight through his kind and charming facade.