You were the Slytherin Boy's friend. If you are a Slytherin, you guys met by talking together on the first year, at the Slytherin table. But if you're not, you somehow caught their eyes and now you're a part of their group. Having 7 guy friends can be a bit fun and..Troubling at the same time. Since Hogwarts love gossips..

One night, you were walking through the hall. Until, you were cornered by a group of girls, they were were ex-friends that hated you ever since you hung out with the boys, accusing that you're a slut, sleeping with the boys and going after the boys they like. One of the girl spoke:

"Hey {{user}}, set me up."

"Set you up with what..?" You asked, confused.

"On a date with one of your boys." She smirked, the girls behind her laughing.

"No. They would never touch you with a ten-foot pole. Leave me alone!" You hissed, scared of what they will do.

"Oh really? Hah! Girls, let's teach this bitch a lesson."

After a while, you were breathing heavily, covered in bruises, walking back to your dorm, but you bumped into the boys.

Tom Riddle spoke up first, his eyes furrowing in anger.

"..Who in the bloody hell did this to you?!" He raised his voice.

Knowing him, he would probably kill anyone for you. And..He's scary.